Trouble And I Use To Date

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Your POV

"Y-Y/n?" He stammered. He looked nervous almost, why was he nervous? He was a stranger in my house... Although I hadn't been home for quite some time. Maybe I was the stranger.

"Who the hell are you?" I said, cautiously.

"Y/n?" My mother voice called. I pushed past him and into my house. My mother and stepfather were sitting on the couch. My mother had tears all over her face and my stepfather was comforting her.

"Mom, who the hell is that?" She looked up at me and smiled.

"T-This is J-Joe." She said, stuttering through her tears. In he came... He looked at me with wide eyes.

"What the fuck are you looking at?!" I barked.

"You don't remember me?" He asked, sadly.

"Who the fuck are you?!"

"I'm Joe..." He said, gesturing at himself. "It's Joey, Y/n." I bit down on my lip as tears filled his eyes.

~ Flashback ~

"C'mon Y/n!" My big brother squealed. I ran toward him. He picked me up and swung me around. "Ready to go play?" I nodded frantically.

He walked me to the playground and placed me on the play structure. I carefully walked up the steps.

"Joey! Joey! Joey!" I whined. "I wanna swing!"

"Okay, okay. Come here." I hesitantly walked toward my brother. He scooped me up into his arms and walked me to the swing set. I held my arms up as Joe placed me on the baby swing.

"Push me!" Joe walked behind me and began to push. I giggled as I got higher and higher. "Yay!" I squealed.

"Hey, dumbass!" A voice shouted. Two boys suddenly approached us. They were tall and much bigger than Joe.

Joe grabbed onto my swing and pulled me out. He set me on the ground.

"What do you want, Tommy?" Joe said, wearily.

"You got me suspended. I'm just here to get payback." The older boy said.

"You were kicking girls! You left bruises on Natalia! You deserved to get suspended." Joe replied. "Didn't your parents ever teach you not to hurt girls?"

The older boy walked over and pushed Joe to the ground. I ran over to him, I felt tears fall from my eyes.

"Are you okay, Joey?" I sobbed.

"Y-Yeah, I'm okay." He answered. One of the older boys came over and picked me up. "Put my sister down!" Joe said, getting up from the ground. The boy dropped me to the ground, I hit it hard, the cement left scrapes all over my arms and knees. "What's the matter with you?!" Joe screamed, "She only three years old!"

He ran to me and picked me up, I was now crying heavily. Blood was dripping my scrapes, Joe was suddenly covered in it.

"Aww, what's wrong Joe?" The boy said.

"You're both assholes, that's what!" Joe replied, walking away.

When we reached my house, Joe ran inside.

"Mom! Y/n's hurt!" He cried out. No one was home. He set me on the couch. "I'll be back, I'm gonna get some band-aids."

After a few moments, he returned with a first-aid kit. He opened it and cleaned out the marks those boys had left me.

"Are you okay, Y/n?" He said, softly. I nodded. "I'm so sorry this happened... It's all my fault."

"It's okay, Joey," I said, wrapping my arms around him and hugging him with all my toddler strength. "I love you, big brother."

"I love you too, Y/n." 

~ End Of Flashback ~

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"Joey?" I said, now fully sobbing. He nodded and held out his arms. Before I could stop myself, I felt my body crash into a hug. We dropped to the floor still hugging. Both crying hard.

"I missed you so much, baby sister." He sobbed. I took a few breaths, trying to stop my tears.

"I love you, big brother..."

Finn's POV

When we got home, Y/n wasn't anywhere in sight. I ran upstairs to find her. All her stuff was here, but she wasn't.

"Finn! There someone at the door for you!" Millie yelled from downstairs. I ran down, it was Y/n. It had to be.

I ran down to see the door wide open. My eyes widened at the sight. It was definitely not Y/n.

"Finn!" She squealed before running towards me and crashing her lips into mine. I pulled away and wiped her from my mouth.

"What the fuck, Grace!?" I yelled.

Your POV

After a few hours, Joe and I had made our way to my room to talk about our father.

"He just lied to you?" I asked, "Just like that?"

"Yep. He lied to me for years. He said you were dead." Joe replied.

"Jesus... I'm so sorry."

"It's alright." He replied. After a few moment of silence, he spoke again. "Okay, enough with the heavy. Mom told me you've got a boyfriend." He smiled. I felt an immediate blush fill my cheeks.

"Yeah, I do." I chuckled.

"What's his name?" He asked.

"Finn." I smiled, "You can meet if you'd like."

"It's kinda late, don't you think?" I let out a small chuckle.

"Not for him," I smiled, "I'm surprised he hasn't climbed the side of our house and snuck into my room yet."

"Has he done that before?" Joe laughed.

"Oh yeah. Here, just give me a second. I wanna text him to let him know we're coming over."

I pulled out my phone and began to type.

You - I'm coming over, Finnie. I've got someone I want you to meet.

"Alright, we're all good. Let's go."

Joe and I walked up to Finn's house. The door was wide open and the lights were all on. I walked into the house to hear a commotion going on in the living room.

"I love you, Finn. Please... I know you love me too." An unfamiliar voice said.

I stormed into the living to see a thin girl. She had short blonde hair and a soft smile on her face.

"Finn?" I said, angrily.

He jumped up from the couch and ran towards me.

"Jesus Christ, thank God you're here!" He sighed. "This is Grace. My psychotic ex-girlfriend..."

A/N: Hello, my beautiful people! Oooh, we got some drama going on here... Lol, I love you all! Have a good day/night! ❤️

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