"What is your problem?" John B shouts annoyed. "I don't get why you can't just leave me alone!" I shout walking out to the screened in porch. "Because you're being a bitch!" I turn around annoyed. "I'm the bitch! You got your ass handed to by Topper!" I bring up beyond pissed. "And you fucked him! Which is worse!" He shouts back. "Oh shit. Is someone going to stop them?" Sarah says concerned. "Oh, hell no!" JJ says quickly. "Trust me it's a bad idea." Kie says rolling her eyes. "Thats like asking for a war. You just don't get involved and ride it out." Pope says scrolling through his phone. "Yeah, so what if I fucked him. It was good! You got your ass kicked while I had great sex." JJ puts his hands over his ears and yells "LALALALALA" John B starts yelling but I couldn't focus on the words as I could feel bile rushing up my throat. "You good there?" John B said pausing the argument and seeming both confused and concerned. "Yup." I say forcing it back down. "You sure about that?" Before words came out puke did. I threw up all down the front of him. He closed his eyes and pinched his nose trying to stay calm. "Do we do something now?" Sarah asked nervously. "Uh yeah. Definitely." JJ says standing up and I throw up again. Again, all over my big brother. JJ pauses trying to figure out the best course of action. "Why don't we get some air Y/N?" He says guiding me outside. Once outside I pause and put my hands on my knees trying to breathe through the nausea. "You doing alright?" JJ asked gathering my hair back. "I can't stop-puking." I say gagging in-between the words. "Try and breathe through it Love." He says rubbing my back with his other hand. I fail and throw up again. "Did you eat something bad?" He asked putting his hand on my forehead. "You're burning up. You have been feeling like shit for a long time." He sighs. I lean into him. "I didn't think it was this bad. I thought I could just push through." I pant out tiredly. "Ok baby steps. We done puking?" I nod tiredly. "Ok let's get changed." He says helping me to my room and stepping over the abnormal amount of puke on the porch. I change out of jean shorts into sweatpants and switch shirts. "Next step apologizing." JJ sighs. I groan. "You were rude. Then you threw up on him. Twice. I think he deserved an apology. You also described your sex with Topper sooooo." I roll my eyes and knock on John Bs door. "You good?" He asked annoyed. I nod. "Then get the fuck away from me." I sigh. "Wait. I'm sorry. I didn't feel good, and I took it out on you. I am sorry." I say with tears threatening to spill. "It's all right. Come here." He says hugging me. "You smell like puke." I say grossed out. "Wonder why." He says sarcastically.
