Chris POV
I woke up and rolled off my bed, falling on the floor.

"Ow!" I pulled my blanket on top of me and layed on the floor for a few minuets before deciding to get up and shower. I didn't get much sleep the night before, I was waiting for AJ to text me or something. But i think he just went straight to bed. So i ended up watching Total Bellas, I knew those girls long ago when they were just teenagers, and now the have their own tv show. 

After my shower, I decided to text AJ to see how he was doing. After a few messages he wanted me to Facetime him.

"Hey babaaaaaay." AJ lazily said, collapsing into his bed.

"Uh, are you okay?" I chuckled.

"It's just the pain killers the doctors gave me." He slurred.

"Everything okay at home?"

"Well I yelled at my dad about Frankie, I took some pain killers before so I don't know if I was fully sober or anything...BUT I didn't mean to. I wasn't too harsh, but I just want him out of here." AJ was higher than a rocket, but it was pretty funny.

"Do you plan to apologize? Not that I think you have to, its your choice."

"Mmmm, depends on how I feel later. What are you doing later?"

"Probably staying at home." I shrugged.

"Why don't you have a shirt on? Why did I just notice this?!" AJ asked as I look down.

"Oh, I just got out of the shower." I laughed.

"Just seeing your shoulders makes me want to run over there and kiss you all over the place." He smiled.

"Well don't run here, I think you'd get lost." 

AJ snorted, "Oh shut up I can find my way to your house easy!" 

"Don't take it as a challenge for gods sake your shoulder is all fucked up."

"Oh, I forgot." He gave his shoulder a dirty look.

"I guess the pain killers are really working huh?"

"Oh yea!" His eyes lightened up.

"AJ?" I heard a familiar voice. I assumed it was his father.

"I'll text you, it's my dad, Love you."

"Love you." I hung up wondering what his dad needed from AJ. 

AJ POV

"Yes?" I dropped my head on my pillow, acting as if I just woke up.

"I can come in?"

"Sure."

He opened the door slowly. "I'm not gonna stay long, I just wanted to tell you I'm giving Frankie a choice to get a life, or get out. I told him he has to stop drinking and if he can't, I'm taking him to rehab. Which will be good for you because if he goes to rehab, he'll be in a half house in Florida."

I sighed in relief. "Uh okay, I think you need to see these, i think it will help you decide." I grabbed the folder from my desk and handed it to him. "Don't look at it in front of me, just like, close the door and look at it, then come back in." 

 My dad looked confused but listened. Seconds later I heard stomping up the stairs and some banging. Shortly after there was yelling, I didn't want to go out, but I called Chris back.

"Hey is-"

"I showed my dad the photos, and uh, he's yelling at Frankie, do you hear it?" 

"A little yea." After Chris said that I heard something shatter. 

"Should I go out there? I don't think I'll get hurt, if anything my dad would protect me I assume."

"If you have something to say then yea, but if not, you already did your part, your dad knows and now it's most likely definite your brothers moving out." Chris told me.

"Yea you're right, I'm not going out there...wait I think my brothers cry- hold on!" I dropped my phone and peeked my head out of my room. I could see from upstairs my dad yelling, and pushing my brother back, he was crying and he was failing at defending himself. I quickly shut my door and picked up my phone, cackling.

"He's crying! Oh my god this is way too funny. He doesn't even know how half of it felt..That's nothing! He's such a coward." I rolled my eyes.

"He deserves everything he gets." Chris said.

"He deserves worse."

"That too."