Step-Sibling Rivalry (Finn Wolfhard x Reader)

𝙸 𝙲𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝙸'𝚖 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝙸𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚃𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝..

~ Few Hours ~

Y/n's POV:

" Shit... "
I groaned, my head hanging over
the toilet bowl.

Mind you we were still at the reception,
a whole other building
which was a few blocks away from our hotel.
I drank a few too many?
Well no, wayyyy to many drinks to distract myself from what happened.
I can't really remember much?
But I had to keep my mind
off of it.

Now, I have a pretty low alcohol tolerance
compared to Finn and Brand.
When Brand and I would go to a party, it'd always be him taking care of me throughout the night.
And for Finn, I always knew he doesn't get drunk easily, unless he really drinks A ALOT.
I thought he'd be drinking a lot tonight, but apparently he didn't?
Sure he gets tipsy and becomes all drowsy
after a few shots and drinks.
But when I mean by a lot,
I mean by 2 bottles of tequila finished...
Which probably happened tonight?
I don't fucking know..

We basically had the same exact shots,
maybe 10 in counting?
Or I think they had more?
I'm not sure...
but I knew it was too much for me...

A bucket of vomit splashing into the toilet,
as I leaned over.
My head pounding, shit, it felt like someone was hitting me on the head continuously...

" Oh fuck. "
I panted, leaning on the wall
next to the toilet.
" Y/n? "
I heard Finn and Brand's voice on the other side
of the door.
How did they get in the girls bathroom?
" I'm- im okay- I- "
I paused my words feeling more vomit
come up.
" You sure?? "
I heard Finn's muffled voice from outside.
" Nope! "
I quickly answered before once again
puking into the toilet.
" You want us to come in? "
Brand knocked on the door.
" No! No! No!! I'm fine! Im okay! "
I said in between breaths,
sitting there for a good minute and somehow had the energy to stand up.
My head was too fucked up to remember
what Finn did. Or what I did?
Forgetting it,
it other words...

I washed my mouth and flushed the toilet.
Looking to myself in the mirror before
I left the lady's room.
I opened the door, stumbling on the way out,
only to see Brand standing there.
" Bout time you gone out. "
He laughs shaking his head.
" Yeah, I- shit. "
I answered tripping on my own dress.
" Woahhh, you okay Y/n? You don't look too good? "
Brand laughs, catching me.
I hummed, nodding in response.
My eyes trying to adjust to the brighter lights.
" Where's Finn? "
I mumbled looking around with Brand.
" He's back at the table.
Don't worry about him right now... "
He answered, guiding me to where our table was.
" Wait Brand, I can't fucking- Ughhh. "
I stopped the both of us from walking, trying to get my head straight...

Brand and I standing in the hallway,
him technically waiting for me..
" You oka- "
I have a Brand a look, clearly giving him a sign that I wasn't fucking okay.
" -Yeah alright, we should head back to hotel. "
He scrunched his face, nodding while pulling my arm over his shoulders.
I knew we were heading to the table and it hit me.
Realizing and remembering
why I didn't wanna see Finn in the first place...
" No Brand- I- I don't wanna see him. "
I whined with my head down, trying to move away from him.
" You asked me literally 5 minutes ago,
where he was. "
He replied, surprisingly still managing to pull me along with him.
" I- I know but I really don't wanna- "
" Y/n, he's just as worried as I am. Believe me.
And you've never drank that much... "
Brand paused his words as we turned to a corner.
" And I'm surprised you're still alive. "
He joked, which didn't really make things any better.
But why would he stuck up for Finn
after what he did?
" Wait, why are you- why are defending him,
Brand? "
I ask curious.
He look down, a sign escaping his mouth.
" You know, I think he really cares about you Y/n/n.
Earlier he wouldn't stop and asking if
you- you were hurt or-"
I heard Brand's words slowly echo its way out, only hearing the music and everything getting blurry.
His lecture zoning out of ears...