JJs POV
I wake up to my father angry voice. "Get your stupid ass in here boy!" He didn't have to tell me twice I was still sore from the last beat down. I stumble down the hall exhausted. I freeze when I hear gagging and puking. I walk faster turning the corner to the bathroom where the noise was coming from. I see my sister hunched over the toilet throwing up and my father was pissed. "Fuck Y/N you ok?" I ask pulling her hair up with a hair tie on the counter. "It doesn't fucking matter if she is or not! Stupid bitch threw up all over her fucking room! Now I got to smell that shit!" I roll my eyes. He really had no empathy at all for his kids. His little girl woke up in the middle of the night throwing up because she is sick and doesn't feel good and he is just complaining about the smell. "Why you rolling your eyes?" He snapped. "Dad she is sick. She obviously didn't mean to throw up." My dad scoffs. "You callin me a shit parent? You have a roof and a bed to sleep in so I am doing just fine. Your sisters probably pregnant so we see how good she does. I am not supporting another fucking dead beat." I glance at my sister who was to busy with her head in the toilet to answer but I just assumed she wasn't. "I should have sent you packing the second I found out you were sneaking boys into my house!" I give him a confused look. I mean I knew my sister was no saint but I was pretty over protective and I am sure she got it in once or twice but sneaking a guy here is almost impossible. "Finding his fucking bandana on the floor! I am on to you girl." He growled. I freeze. John B is the only one I know who still wears bandanas. "Fuck J... let me explain before you spiral." Y/N mumbled flushing the toilet. Before I am can say anything my dad cut me off. "Stupid fucking slut." My Dad spits. I shove him just out of instinct. "Don't talk to her like that." I say annoyed. My Dad punched me in the face and walked away. "Clean up the puke." He growled passing out on the couch. "Get up." I say pinching the bridge of my nose. She gets up on shaky legs and I give her my arm to support her. "Are you and John B fucking?" She opens her mouth and closes it again. I am pissed. My best friend fucked my little sister. My little sister fucked my best friend. "J..." I shake my head. "Let's go." I say letting my anger but not how hurt I am feeling right now show. "What? Where?" She asked. "Your fucking boyfriends." I say walking to her room. There was puke all over the floor. I decide I am to pissed to clean it up but open her bedroom window to air the room out. I grab her sweat pants and sweatshirt to put on over her bra. I throw it at her and she stumbles putting the hoodie and sweatpants on and when she is finally done I grab her phone and charger and start walking. Y/N runs after me tiredly. "J! Wait!" I ignore her. "JJ!" How could they do this to me. The two most important people in my life are fucking behind my back. If they would have just told me that would have been one thing but this is bullshit. "JJ wait I don't feel good!" She calls out sounding like total shit. I turn around and she is a few feet back leaning on a tree for support one hand around her stomach. "You're fine Y/N/N." I say seconds before she threw up again. I sigh and walk over. "Get on my back. Don't puke on me." I say annoyed. She jumps up and I piggy back her toward John Bs house. "JJ?" I ignore her. "Do you hate me?" I sigh. "No. Just really upset right now." She accepts that as an answer as we arrive at John Bs I take her off my back and walk in. John B was up already even though it was 4:30. "Hey man. What's up?" He asked confused looking at the time. I couldn't help it. I punch him in the face not holding back. "JJ!" Y/N screamed from behind me. "Shut the fuck up! You have been trying to justify it for the last half hour. You fucked my best friend I am not just going to forgive you. And you fucked my little sister. My little sister and neither of you told me anything!" I say tears pricking. "JJ... I am so sorry-" John B started. Y/N cut him off pushing him out of the way and throwing up in the sink. "Jesus Christ!" I cursed. "I am sorry! I am sorry! I am so so sorry!" She says starting to sob sliding down the cabinets. John B and I exchange looks confused as she sobbed on the floor. "I really like him J. I really do." She says sobbing harder. "Y/N calm down. Take a deep breath." I say turning on the sink to rise out the vomit. "I can't! You are gonna make us break up! And I will be all alone! Cause you will hate me forever!" I sigh kneeling in front of her. "I will never hate you. You are my baby sister. Nothing will change that no matter how many times you fuck my best friend." She cried harder making her gag. "Stop don't puke on me." I say annoyed still. It didn't work and she puked on my jeans. I didn't say anything and she lost it hysterically crying. "I am trying so hard to be mad at you I really am. I am so fucking pissed at you two. But you are so sick right now and the puking just hasn't stopped. So half of me wants to leave you covered in your own puke and the other half wants to coddle you." She wraps her arms around my neck and I pick her up. "You need to calm down and get some rest." John B looks at me like he didn't know what to do. "Can we spend the night? Or can she stay at least?" He nods. "Yeah of course you don't even have to ask." I nod debating wether putting her in a bed was a good idea. "She is gonna be puking all night can you grab a pillow and blanket you don't care to much about?" He nods and I take her to the bathroom. "Hmm." She grumbles when I put her down in the cold tub. "You're alright." I say brushing her hair off her face. "Here." John B said handing me a pillow and laying a blanket over her. For 2 seconds it was awkward silent before she woke up throwing up again. This time she leaned over the toilet. "There ya go. Get it all out." I say patting her back. "I wanna die." She sobbed. "No you don't." John B says gently. He gets in the tub with her and she lays on his chest. After a couple minutes she wakes up again and I push the bucket under her chin catching the stringy bile. "Fuck." She cried. "I know. I know. It's gonna go away soon." I say my heart breaking more and more every second. John B rubbed her back and kissed her forehead. "Look man I sorry I didn't say anything." John b said twisting her hair. "It's all right man. I am not gonna force you two apart. I was just upset." He nods and we sit in silence both trying to comfort my very sick sister. For the next half hour she threw up every five minutes then every ten minutes then every half hour then every hour then finally she was done and was passed out for the next two days.
