Adopted (a Fall Out Boy/Pete Wentz fan fic)

Chapter 27

Pete's pov

I smiled as we all talked about random things. The guys all ate everything and I walked into the living room to check on Brandie Candy. She's been in there for a while.

My smile grew at what I saw. She was asleep on the couch. Her fringe sweeping messily across her face. Her lips were parted ever so slightly. She looked cute. Wait. I need to snap out of it. She's my sister.

A sigh escaped my lips as I gently picked her up, and carried her to her room. I put her in her bed and covered her with a blanket before tip toeing out of her room.

I slid down the railing and almost fell into the wall but I caught myself. Patrick walked past me saying,

"You almost pulled a Brandie didn't you?"

A chuckle ripped through body as I nodded. Within a few seconds a groggy voice replied,

"Nice to see that whenever someone falls or almost falls into a wall it's called a Brandie. Feeling the love guys."

Patrick met Brandie at the bottom of the stairs and kissed her before saying, "We do love youuuuuuu!"

Brandie smiled and went to walk down the last few steps she slipped. Patrick caught her and she smiled,

"Okay that was the definition of a Brandie." I shook my head and healthbar carried her into the living room.

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Brandie's pov

After a while my glasses were getting kinda dirty so I stood up saying,

"I'm gonna go get my cleaning cloth and all that stuff for my glasses."

I started walking up the stairs and I got to my room. I grabbed my cleaning stuff and started walking back downstairs. I paused to clean my glasses. I put them on and I took a few steps. I noticed I missed a spot. I took it them off and started trying to get rid of the spot.

I shifted my weight and slipped. Long story short I fell down the stairs. I put my glasses back on and face palmed as everyone came running over.

Ryan kneeled next to me asking, "You okay?" I shrugged and tried to stand up but I got a sharp pain in my ankle. I shook my head chuckling,

"No. Leave it to me to fall down the stairs and hurt myself the day before I leave to go train for soccer." Ryan and Patrick helped me stand up and I tried to walk but I couldn't.

Pete kneeled down and gently took my shoe off my foot. My ankle was swollen and purple.

He looked up at me saying, "I think we should take you to the hospital."

Brendon looked at it and said, "You broke it. Mine sorta looked like that after I broke mine on stage."

I groaned and Ryan picked me up making me squeak.