"Vance stop!" I cried out, looking at Vance who was pinning Finn to the wall.

"You're dating this little wimp. I expected better from you y/n." Vance dropped Finn to the floor, scowling at me before walking away.

I watched as my brother vanished into the distance.

"He's such a dick, I'm so sorry Finn." I let out an apology as I ran up to him, scanning him for wounds.

"I-I'm okay y/n," Finn responded, forcing a smile.

"He did land a few punches on you... I'm sorry." I pulled him into a tight hug.

"Y/n, I said it's fine." Finn hugged me back.

I pulled away with his arms still wrapped around me.

I pressed my lips together, as I looked at his wounded face.

I kissed his bruised eye softly as I held his cheek in my hand.

A soft blush crept against his cheeks, I chuckled at this slightly and helped him off the ground.

He dusted himself off.

"Come one, let's go to the nurse's office." I pleaded, knowing he was gonna deny it.

"They're gonna start asking questions," Finn responded with a deep sigh.

I looked to the ground, thinking.

"Let's go to the gas station a few minutes away. We can buy ice and supplies to help you." I suggested, and he nodded in response.

"So, how was your day?" Finn looked over at me with a gentle smile.

"It was good, I guess," I answered. Finn replied with a hum.

We continued to talk as we walked to the gas station.

We finally arrived at the gas station!

We walked inside, being greeted by the cash register person.

We walked straight to the medical supplies. I began getting bandaids for his scratches, a traveling ice pack (you pop what inside and it gets cold), and we got some hydrogen peroxide for disinfection.

I went up to the cash register with all the stuff, and Finney followed behind like a little duck.

"Oh my gosh, are you alright?" The old man spoke toward Finn.

"I'm fine. I ran into a pole," Finn responded. I glared at him for making a terrible excuse.

The old man laughed before scanning the stuff.

I took my cash out handing it to the man.

"No need, just make sure this boy gets cleaned up." The man pushed the money away.

"Thank you so much." I flashed a smile.

The old man smiled back and handed us the bags.

We walked out of the store.

I sat him down on a bench as I began to work on his injuries.

I finally finished bandaging him up and cleaning his wounds.

He placed the ice bag onto his eye as we walked back to his house.

I decided to walk him home, not wanting him to get injured again.

After a few minutes of walking, we made it to his home.

"Bye Finn." I smiled hugging him, he hugged me back.

He nuzzled his face into my shoulder responding with a muffled

"Bye, beautiful."

I smiled at this, and we parted from the hug, looking at each other with smiles on our faces.

I pecked him on the lips softly before signaling him to go to his door.

He walked up to his door, knocking on it.

I waited and made sure he fully got into the house before leaving.

Once I saw his dad, I waved and walked away.

I walked back home, thinking about what I should say to Vance.

I walked up to my house, grabbed my spare key, and placed it into the keyhole.

I unlocked the door to see Vance watching TV.

I rolled my eyes as the memory popped up into my head, I slammed the door shut and locked it.

"Hey!" Vance shouted, in a scolding manner. Probably from me slamming the door.

I glared at him before deciding to ignore him and walk upstairs.

I plopped onto my bed, thinking about what happened.

A knock was heard throughout my room.

"Go away, Vance," I replied, turning in the opposite direction.

The door squeaked open.

"Y/n, I came to say sorry." I clenched my fist before sitting up and looking up at my brother.

"Sorry?! That isn't gonna fix a god damn thing, Vance!" I yelled, standing up.

"I know!.... Look, I'm not here for more yelling," Vance started before continuing.

"I'm sorry."

"Why are you saying sorry to me?! Say sorry to Finn." I crossed my arms, looking up at him with my eyes squinting slightly.

"I will...I'll go to our home phone downstairs and give him a call," Vance responded.

"Look, I'm sorry to both of you guys... my overprotective brotherly side came out of me. I just don't want to see my sister hurt." Vance stated, looking down at the floor before looking up at me with a sigh.

"Well, you hurt me today. Seeing Finn in that kind of condition, and it was caused by MY brother made me feel like it was all my fault." I responded, my eyes began to tear up slightly but held them in. Our family was considered tough, I didn't want to let my brother see me cry.

Vance pulled me into a hug.

I couldn't hold it in and just sob into his chest.

"I'm sorry y/n, you don't have to forgive me," Vance whispered slightly.

Vance rubbed my back up and down, attempting to comfort me.

I wasn't gonna forgive him yet, maybe give him a few days before I do and we need to have a long talk about his about him leaving Finn alone.

(she's crying because they've never argued before, they old had some scolding sessions but nothing like this. Vance was always kind to her and respectful toward her.)