Political Animals

For EvanstanTrash because she dedicated one to me, so I'm returning the favour 😊

First of all: Douglas and TJ are NOT twins just for this once. Enjoy.

You were standing outside of your bathroom in your house. The entire place was silent apart from the small cries coming from the bathroom. The whole 'going clean' thing was hard for TJ and it was tearing him apart. He needed the sensation of the drugs again. Even if it was just once. Just to feel it in his system again was all he wanted. He had done well for 3 weeks, but a certain situation had made him want them again. Your knuckles grazed the door before slightly knocking on it.

"T? You okay?" He didn't reply. All you could hear was a few soft cries and the toilet flushing every 5 minutes or so.

"T, what's going on? What are you doing?"

"Go...go away" his voice sounded dry and quiet, like he had been shouting for hours on end.

"T, what's the matter? I'm 3 minutes older then you, I know when you're not fine. Please, tell me" you leaned against the door and slid down it. Your back was against the door and your head had fallen back on to it as well.

"TJ Hammond, if you don't tell me what's going on, I'll have to break this door down" you were fed up with him constantly being quiet. You'd allowed him to stay at your place since he didn't want to live with your mom or dad and Dougie and Anne were on vacation, so the only place for him to go was yours. But you didn't mind, you loved having you brother staying over, but when he was like this, it affected you in more ways then one.

"TJ, please, come out. You've been fine for 3 weeks, you've been fine for 6 months before. Why now are you acting up?" He opened the door which resulted in you falling backwards. His feet were beside your head as you looked up towards your brother. He looked down towards you then walked over your body. You sat up just to see him lay down on the sofa. As he fell on the sofa, he let out a loud sigh, and you got up and walked over to his side.

"T, tell me. What's going on up there?" You asked while kneeling down and tapping the side of his head gently.

"I don't know, (Y/N/N). It's been mad recently"

"Why? What's bothering you?"

"Everything. Life. Rehab. No drugs. Everyone expects me to be clean now, and I can't. It's not that easy. I can't deal with all the stress and shit"

"I don't expect you to be clean, you can't do it 3 weeks after having coke everyday for 3 years. I know you can do it, just not now"

"But you've got to say that because you're my sister"

"Dougie expects you to be clean and he's your brother, mom and dad expect you to be clean, and they're your parents. I'm no different, we're all your family, just some of us are more supportive then others"

"I can't believe you still want to be related to me" he sat up, turned his body so he was facing you and dropped his head into his hands. You moved in between his legs and gently grabbed his chin.

"I'll always want to be related to you TJ. You're my brother, and I love you" you gave him a small smile which he returned.

"Love you too, (Y/N/N). Have you got any ice cream?" A side of his mouth turned into a smirk.

"Yeah, you want some?" He nodded and his smile began to grow as you both stood up and ran to the kitchen.

"What flavour you got?" He asked before opening up the freezer.

"Cookie dough"

"My favourite"

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