𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 • 𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚎

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It had been nearly a week since Sam and I had our fight. Lexie's birthday was coming up and I had agreed to let Finn throw the birthday party at my apartment. Per usual, though. Every party we seem to have happens at my apartment. I don't mind it, but sometimes I do get tired of having to cook and clean my apartment every time we have to have a damn party. 

"So, we aren't even talking now?" 

"There is nothing to talk about. We had a fight. Every couple fights. I mean, ours shouldn't have even been fought about but, it was a fight. It's normal. Lexie and Finn fight. Scarlett and Santana fight. Hell, even Kurt and Blaine. So, there. We talked." 

I turned out of the living room and into the kitchen. "The party starts in an hour and I would really like to not be talking about this when they all get here." He sighed. "It's all people that we know, A.J. It's not like we don't know them." 

"I don't care if it's Jesus himself. I don't want to talk about this anymore." 

I finished cleaning the kitchen and living room before going upstairs to finish cleaning the bathroom. We had three bathrooms in the apartment. One downstairs, one upstairs, and one in my room. I never let anyone use the one in my room. My room was private. There were things in there I didn't want anyone to see. 

Apparently, I clean to take my mind off things because I had to have been cleaning for an hour. I hadn't noticed, but I must've been because the doorbell rung. "Sam! Can you get that?!" I called down the stairs. "Yeah!" I heard called back up before standing back up and heading downstairs. Finn stood at the door.

"What's up? I thought you wanted the party to start at five?" He turned and there stood Lexie. "Yeah...well...we kinda changed the time and didn't tell you. I forgot...and so did she. Scarlett and Santana are on their way, along with Blaine, Kurt, and Artie."

I rolled my eyes and turned to go into the kitchen. "I'm sorry. I was meaning to tell you today, but things got busy. I kinda gave up and told Lexie."

I nodded. "It's fine, really. Now, I can get out of conversations I don't wanna have." I glanced over at Sam and turned back to what I was doing in the kitchen. Soon, more people showed up. Well, all the people that were intended to show up. 

Everything was normal, until it wasn't. Scarlett was talking to Finn and everything was going fine with their conversation, until people were yelling at each other. "You're a bit of a hypocrite, you know that Finn? I mean, Lexie was just knocked up and you're telling me this isn't the right thing to do." 

I just stood there, not knowing what to do. What are you supposed to do when your brother's best friend starts yelling about his dead baby? "Scarlett.." Finn said. Lexie didn't stand that far behind them. "I lost my baby, Scarlett. It's gone. They are both are." I saw it in her face. She was going to cry, and Finn was going to baby her and all hell was going to break loose. 

Then came the water works. And then the screaming. Left and right, arguing. Then, Santana got involved. "It doesn't matter, Finn. It's not your choice." I watched as Santana and Scarlett grabbed their things to get ready to go. 

"Apparently, my family is very problematic." 

"Oh, so you're siding with him too? Good to know." 

I looked around before turning back to Scarlett. "I'm sorry, when did I say that I was siding with anyone. I never did." Santana walked up behind her. "She's always gonna side with him. It's her brother." I sucked my teeth for a minute before looking back at the two. "I'm sorry...what the hell did I do? I turned to talk to Sam. I never said that I was siding with anyone. But, you know, I guess you know how it feels to have no one on your side." Scarlett just stared at me, before realizing what I was talking about.

"Oh, that was different."

"How was that different? How? I was so upset because I was fighting with my brother. The one person in the world who I was destined to have fights with at that time. Now, if you have a problem, Scarlett, you can get the hell out of my apartment." She turned to walk out. "Oh, and take your bitch of a girlfriend with you."

Scarlett turned around and did something I never thought she would do. She punched me. As I brought my head up, I wiped my lip. "A.J..." I heard come from the side of me.

"Bitch busted my lip. That's it. All bets are off now."

And I completely blacked out after this point. It wasn't until Sam was pulling me from off top of her. "Get off me, Sam." I tried to shove him off. "Get off!" I had to practically yell.

The entire room was quiet. "Alright, party's over." I sighed as I turned to Sam. "I'm gonna be upstairs. Make sure everyone leaves, okay?"

I sighed as I pushed past people to get up the steps to my room.

**
It had been almost half an hour before I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. It wasn't difficult to know who's footsteps they were. Eighteen years with the footsteps, you become pretty familiar with them. 

"I thought I told Sam to make sure everyone left." 

"The last time you jumped on top of someone like that was right before summer break in fifth grade. We didn't have a lot of money and you had these Sketchers that you absolutely loved. This girl was making fun of them and you kept telling her to stop and when she didn't, you jumped on top of her. You obviously didn't remember any of it, but you blacked out. She was in the hospital for three weeks." 

I looked back to him, trying to ice my eye a little before it blew up like a puffer fish. "Your point?" He laughed a little before sitting down on the bed. "A.J, you do this whenever someone talks to you like that." 

"Yeah I do. Because I don't like when people assume things about me. That I'm gonna always side with you, or that I'm a bitch because it's a defense mechanism...or that since I grew up without a father, that I'm gonna be a terrible mother. I'm not. Sometimes, I do question myself, but I know who I am, and if people assume things about it makes me question myself. And I hate that." 

I turned back to the mirror on the vanity. "Now, I have to go to school tomorrow with a puffy eye that your best friend gave me." I thought for a minute. "Wait, what the hell were you even fighting about?" 

He sighed. "Scarlett and Santana want to have a baby. I told them, it was completely insane...to have a baby before marriage." I sighed. "You were literally going to have twins before you got married. And I mean, I'm all for not having kids until after your married, but Finn, it's not your decision. It's theirs. If they want a baby, then they should get to have a baby. And that decision won't be made by you. It'll be made by them and the sperm bank."  I sighed. 

"Um, I have to get up really early tomorrow, so I think I'm gonna head to bed." He nodded and stood up. "When I get the chance, I will call you tomorrow." 

Finn got up and left the room. "I'll talk to you tomorrow, little sister." 

I nodded. "Tomorrow, big brother." 

Only I didn't know what tomorrow held.