Bender's twin sister (The Breakfast Club fanfic)

CHAPTER EIGHT

Now that Carl was gone, we were bored again, so my brother thought that it would be the perfect time to talk. I was kind of trying to avoid this moment to be honest. It's not that I don't love John or whatever, but with everything that happened today (and we're not even halfway through the day) I know this isn't going to be happy-happy Bender's sibblings bounding time...

I slowly walked over to his table and grabbed his arm to drag him to the second floor of the library, I didn't want everybody to hear our private conversation, they didn't need to know every single detail of our fucked up lives.

"So, J, why did we have to talk?" 

"I wanted to make sure you were okay, everybody said pretty harsh stuff to you today..." he said with concern.

"Not everybody, Brian is nice... and the others are starting to warm up to me, so it's all good in the world brother." I replied with a small fake smile on my lips.

"Braelynn... I want you to talk to me, like you talk to Johnson, tell me what's bothering you, talk to me about your music! Hell, Brian and Carl knew before me, your own brother, that you write songs!"

"Sorry... it just never came up, I guess... We're too busy with our life at home to really care about each other's passions or whatever and it's okay... I'm used to it, John. Really, today is like one of the good days, even if we're in freaking detention with kids that totally hate us for no apparent reason." I ranted.

"No, B, it's not okay! We should have time to care, I want to care, Braelynn! I don't know why I didn't realise that before, but I want to be there for you, I want to have more time with you... I want us to bound and not just over our fucking injuries... I love you, sis."

By the time he finished talking, some tears streamed down my face and John was on the verge of crying, I think. He was right, we were close, but mostly because of our bruises, not really because we talked about what we liked or stuff like that. 

"I want that too, John, so bad... I love you too bro." 

That's when I hugged him. He went stiff for a minute before hugging back. We were never really the type of siblings to hug each other and stuff, but I needed that.

"Anyway, what's up with you and the dork?" John asked once we pulled away.

"Nothing..." I replied, blushing, "I mean, I would love to be with him or something, but I guess that's better for him if nothing happens...with the uh, dad situation..." 

"You can't let him go just because of dad, B."

Yeah, he doesn't know all of the dad situation... I can't involve Brian, or any guy, in this. 

"Well, I'm pretty sure he doesn't want anything with all of the glares you threw him!" I laughed a bit, "But anyway, what about Claire? You would look kinda cute together." I added with a smirk.

"Oh, it wasn't that bad! I'm sure you'll be together by the end of this detention, I guess he would be good for you... and for me and Claire, well she hates me... and besides, it would be better for her if nothing happens." he said, finishing his answer with a teasing smile.

We laughed together and made our way downstairs to join the others, we still have to make this detention more bearable for everybody. 

I went to sit next to my brother, but he sent me at Brian's table... I guess he was serious when he said he wanted us together... it's weird for me, mostly because John looked like he wanted to kill Brian this morning, but anyway, I'm not going to complain about John approving of a guy I like. 

I sat down next to my crush just as my brother started whistling. I joined immediatly and, surprisingly, everybody else joined us. 

We were just all looking at each other, whistling happily when Dick walked in. Everybody stopped, except John who just started whistling Beethoven's 5th instead.