calm in the storm-sweet pea
Description: Y/N is caught in the middle of another family argument. She goes to the one person who can make it better again.
Warning!!: cursing, family arguments, alcohol
I sat in the living room of my home on the north side, thinking things over while watching one of my favorite movies, The Outsiders. See, we used to live on the south side. My mom always wanted a nicer house, so she worked really hard and jumped up the ladder at work to gain her status now. So, we live here on the north side in a small one story, three bedroom house. I have to admit, I do miss the south side. I miss all my friends, and getting to see my boyfriend, Sweet Pea, all the time. Loud shouting broke me out of my thoughts and my eyes snapped to the garage door. My brother and his friends were hanging out in there, as usual.
“No, shut the fuck up Andy!” my mom screamed, coming inside the house. My brothers friend, who had lived with us for a long time growing up, was visiting and was in the living room with me when everything went down. My brother, y/b/n , was drunk and in a rage. He followed her inside, looked at his friend, Jay, standing by the wall, “Jay, you gotta get the fuck out man,” he raised his voice into the garage, “Everyone get the fuck out! Get out! Look mom! Look what you did!”
His actions were starting to give me anxiety. He went back in the garage and we left him to cool while Jay talked to my mom, understanding both sides. Everything was fine until Jay decided to go to the garage to calm down y/b/n.
Screams started up again. I couldn’t make out any words but I could tell there was things being broken and slammed. I quietly pulled out my phone and rang the one number I could always trust.
Hey princess, what’s up?
Sweets, baby, hey. Can I come over?
Yeah, of course. Everything okay?
Yeah, I’ll explain when I get there.
Okay y/n/n, drive safe.
See you soon
I hung up the phone just as Jay came in, profusely apologizing to my mom. “Mrs. y/l/n, I’m so sorry, we were hitting things and I broke a board in the fence. I’ll fix it, I promise.” “I know hun, I believe you. It’s okay.” was my moms response. My brother came bounding in, screaming at his friend to get out. They both went into the garage again, Jay trying to explain that he just was trying to be a good friend.
I sighed, standing up and walking over to my mom. “Hey, I’m gonna head over to Sweet Pea’s for a little bit.” A small, sad smile reached her face, “Of course hun. Why don’t you just stay over there tonight? Take your keys, lock up.” I nodded and grabbed my keys and jacket, leaving out in the rain, rushing to my old little beat up car. Revving up the engine, I started the familiar journey to my favorite place.
I knocked on the door to his trailer lightly, pulling my soaked jacket closer to me. Sweet Pea opened the door and his face fell, pulling me inside quickly. He took my keys from my hand and set them on the counter behind him, peeling my jacket off my shoulders. “Y/N, what happened?” he asked. “My mom and y/b/n started a screaming match and it was just getting too much.” He nodded, completely understanding as he walked me to his room.
I told him the entire story while he pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of boxers, handing them to me to change into. I stripped out of my wet clothes and pulled on his dry ones, finishing the story. He set my wet clothes in the bathroom to dry and I sat down on his bed, rubbing my throbbing head. He sat down next to me and pulled me in his arms. An overwhelming sense of comfort and peace fled through me as I loosely wrapped my arms around his torso. He pressed a gentle kiss to the top of my head, placing a hand to the back of my head.
“It’s alright, they’ll work it out. They always do.” I nodded slightly at his words, The stress began to exhaust me and I felt my eyes getting heavier. His hands rubbed down my back and shoulders before pulling away from the hug, noting how tired I looked. “Lay down and get some rest, princess.” He didn’t have to tell me twice and I stood up, pulling back the blankets to the right side of the bed. I laid down, facing the inside of the bed. He stripped down and laid down on the left side, pulling me closer to him. I rested my head on his chest as his arms enveloped me.
“Goodnight Sweet Pea”