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"John b! It's me!"
I say walking into my old home with five bags of groceries on my arm. The place is a total wreck. There's beer cans on the ground and expired food on the countertops. I see JJ asleep on the pullout couch and Pope out of the corner of my eye outside. Yep. This was the house I grew up in. I'm not proud of it. This place is an absolute shithole and I wish my brother would take care of it. I moved out just a couple months before my dad died. He was so focused on finding the royal merchant that he didn't have time to look after his kids. I was paying most of the bills on top of a car payment and insurance. When I ran to my boyfriend Rafe crying about it, his family offered me a place to live so that I could succeed without the burden of my father.

"Jesus christ John b. This place is disgusting."

"Well there's no one around here who cares enough to clean it" John b says walking into the kitchen.

He takes a look in the bags and pulls out a box of Cheezits "What is this Lils? The damn food drive? I'm not your charity case."

"No. You're my brother and I want to take care of you. This is not the way to live John b."

"What? You trying to turn me into you? Live on figure 8 and let my rich boyfriend who I won't talk to in ten years buy me everything I want"

That hurt a bit. Mainly because it wasn't true. I worked hard for what I got and sure Rafe helped a bit, but I was out of the pouge life before he came around. It's not like John b knew that though. Dad lied to him and told him I had left because I was embarrassed to be related to them, and that Rafe had basically bought me out. I just don't want John b to go down the same path that my father did. He's so smart and has too much potential.

"No. I'm trying to tell you to STOP LIVING LIKE A SLOB AND CLEAN THE PLACE UP."

I set the bags of groceries down on the counter and cross my arms to look back up a John b.

"Got something to say?" He asks me in a sarcastic tone. I let out a loud exhale and look at him in the eyes. I can't help but smile because this is all too ridiculous. Even though my dad and I didn't have the best relationship I still care about John b. I feel bad for leaving him here by himself but he refuses to let me help him. I ruffle his hair with my hand.

"You need a haircut"

"You know I like the long hair" He says sitting down at the table.

"Uh huh. You mean the dirty hair that only gets washed by sea water."

"You just don't like fun."

"I'm just trying to save you from having that acne on your neck forever" I say and he touches his neck and looks at me scared. We hear a big yawn and look over to see JJ climbing out of the bed with no shirt on.

"Ah look what the cat dragged in." JJ Maybank. My brother's best friend who's always trying to get me back to his bed. I like JJ. He's a good kid with a good heart, but i'm not gonna tell him that. It would boost his ego.

"Good morning JJ. Did you sleep well? It's 3pm just so you know." I look at him walking towards me.

He puts his arm around me. "You know you're so hot when you're bossing me around"

"Gross JJ" John b says and I make throw up noises. I pull his arm off of me. "I wouldn't do that. Rafe's sitting out in the car."

"I'm not scared of your kooky boyfriend. One day he's gonna have to watch me walking down the street with his girl on my arm" He winks at me and I roll my eyes.

"JJ can you please not hit on my sister for like two seconds"

Suddenly the door bursts open and Pope is standing there with a concerned look. "GUYS RAFE CAMERON IS POSTED UP OUTSI- oh never mind. Hey Lily" He notices me and i laugh.

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