Y/N was a brave fifteen-year-old girl, you had to be brave growing up as a Pouge in the OBX. Especially when John B was your bio brother and JJ your assigned brother.
"You aren't going." John B says sternly. "Yet you are?" Y/N fires back beyond pissed. She was only a year younger than her older brother yet he treated her like a child and she was sick of it. "I'm older. Stay here." He says leaving. "I hate you!" She screams out of pure frustration. "I really don't care. Hate me as much as you want, as long as you're alive I don't give a fuck how you feel about me." John B scoffs getting in the Twinkie, slamming the door, and pulling out of the driveway. He was on his way to go surf the surge with Pope. He would sooner die than let his baby sister put herself in danger. Yet she doesn't listen too well. As soon as he was gone she pulled her board out and walked to the beach determined to catch a good wave.
(I don't know much about surfing. Google is helping me through it. Sorry if I am ruining this)
She paddled out until she was about ten feet deep before climbing on her board. The first wave was ok. She didn't go too far. So she went back out and saw a huge wave cresting in the distance. She hopped on her board and planted her feet. She just didn't make it in time. The wave crashed down on her and flew her into the sand. She felt her shoulder crunch as her entire body weight was pressed into it. Her head was pounding from the brutal hit against her board. She grabbed her board crying out in pain as her shoulder shifted. She slowly made her way back to the house and put her board away so her brother wouldn't notice she had left. She immediately went to the shower to rinse all the sand off her. She made sure to avoid the mirror not wanting to see her humiliation. She struggled to get out of her bathing suit not being able to move her dominant hand. Tears of frustration and pain were threatening to fall as she stepped under the hot spray. She didn't know how long she spent sobbing in the shower. Her head was throbbing and her shoulder was in so much pain she wanted to throw up. After at least a half hour she turned the water off and headed to her room. She peeked into the kitchen to see if her brother was home before slipping into sweatpants and struggling into a hoodie, there was no way she was putting a bra on. By the time she was done her brother had returned laughing and drinking with Pope. "Hey Y/N, you still hate me?" John B teases knocking on the door. "Yeah. Go away." Y/N shouts from her bed. "Love you too." John B chuckles opening the door. "You look... weird. What's wrong?" John B said concerned. He couldn't put his finger on what though. "Nothing. I'm on my period, cramping." She says knowing it will shut down whatever conversation he was hoping to start. "Ok... Night." John B says immediately backing up. "Wait! Can you grab me Advil?" She questions with puppy eyes. "Yeah. One sec," He sighs heading toward the kitchen and returning with a glass of water and two Advils. "Night love ya." He mutters putting both on her nightstand and heading out. Y/N winces as she reaches for her water immediately switching to her other hand. "Love ya." She mumbles in hopes of covering up her wince. Thankfully he had already closed her door and headed back to the living room.
The Next Day
The next morning she felt like she was hit by a bus. She slowly got dressed, then made her way to the kitchen to see JJ and John B. "Where's Pope and Kie?" Y/N asked tiredly. "Both working. Do you mind writing a shopping list? We got a food card." He smiles. "That's exciting." She chuckles reaching for the pen. She had forgotten about her shoulder. She let out a muffled shout of pain. Both boy's eyes snap to her as she leans against the table tears starting to form. "Woah! What's going on?" John B says resting a hand on her back. "Don't touch!" She shouts terrified of him getting too close to her shoulder. "Hey look at me," JJ says grabbing her as she jumps away from her brother. "What the hell is going on?" He says nervously. "I- I surfed the surge." She says wiping the tears off her eyes with her good hand. "I'm sorry, you did what?! After I specifically told you not to?!" John B shouts furious. "I'm sorry." She says starting to cry. "Alright hey, yell later. Right now you need to help us help you." JJ says calming them both down. "It's my shoulder. It hurts J." She says trying to calm down. "Alright. Let me see." She carefully shrugs off her zip-up sweatshirt leaving her in a sports bra. Her brother immediately froze seeing the harsh purple bruising. "Shit... You need to go to the hospital." John B says grabbing his keys. "No. Why?" She questions. "It's broken. You need to go." JJ assures. "I'm sorry I didn't listen to you." She whispers. "I know. It's ok. I know I seem like a dick but it's only because I love you."
