I barged right into John's room with out knocking and immediately wished I would have. He was there, on top of Torrie.

"Oh my God." I said, gagging and closing the door as quietly as I could. Which didn't work because Torrie had seen me and was making a scene, screaming and carrying on about me being the devil's child or something like that.

"I'm going to see, now calm down, honey." I heard John say. That was my sign to go. I didn't want to half to deal with him after seeing him like that. So I went the only other place I could go, the lobby downstairs.

I sat in a chair, near the desk and I noticed the lady there was staring at me. I tried ignoring her, which didn't work since she came up to me and said, "Excuse me, but shouldn't you be in your room?"

"No." I responded coldly.

"Well, its awfully late, I think you should be in your room." She said, talking to me like I was three.

"Look, I had a fight with my brother, I'll be fine once we both have a chance to cool down, now would you leave me alone?" I asked rudely, without meaning to make it come out that way.

The woman rolled her eyes at me and went back to her place at the desk. I sat thinking about how much shit I'd gone through. As if Randy wasn't enough drama, we have to mix in Torrie and John… screwing each other. I gagged again, picturing the scene in my mind.

"Ashton!" I heard John yell from up the steps. The lady at the desk came to the base of the stairs and shushed him.

"Sorry" he replied, "But I need to talk to her." He pointed at me.

"Is that your sister?" She asked.

"Yes," he said bounding down the steps.

"Come here," He said, grabbing my arm and pulling me out of the chairs. He was wearing only boxers which disgusted me even more. He pulled me back up the stairs and whispered, "Ever hear of knocking?"

"Look, I'm sorry, I was really upset and I needed somewhere to go to get away from Randy and you were the only place…"

"Why were you trying to get away from Randy?"

"The jackass is drunk and he was in there jumping all over me telling me how I've ruined his career and how I don't respect him, and all this shit and then he pushed me into a chair and broke it." I said, in one deep breath.

"Please tell me you're joking." He sighed.

"Why would I joke about breaking a chair with my ass?" I asked.

"Fine, look, we're going to talk to Randy, I'll be right back."

"Whatever…" I mumbled.

He went back to his room and told Torrie he would be back.

"Please tell me you're not hanging out with that demon spawn." She said.

"Look, she's not a demon spawn, alright? She and Randy are having some issues, and I've got to go help her." John replied.

"That little brat isn't your responsibility, okay, she's Randy's. Why do you always have to get involved with her?"

"Because that is my best friend's little sister and I've known her since she was little. I love her like she's my own sister, now I'm going to go help her." He said and started to come to the door.

"If you leave, don't you dare come back." She said with a threatening tone of voice.

I couldn't take it anymore.

"John" I said, busting in, "Stay here with her, alright? Me and Randy will be fine, we just need some time apart."

"Ashton, he put you through a chair." He replied.

"Listen to her, John, for once in her life, she's making sense." Torrie said.

"Look, I don't want to be the cause of you guys breaking up." I said.

"She's already caused enough trouble, don't let her break us up, sweetie" Torrie said, batting her eyelashes at John. I glared at her for the insult.

"Even if she is a complete slut I don't want to hurt you." I said, coming back at her.

"Look, you little skank, you need to watch yourself."

"You're the one starting shit." I replied.

"Look, just go away, you've already permenatley damaged my relationship with John, isn't that enough for you?"

That was all it took. I was already mad at Randy, and she was just setting me off. I lunged at her, shocking John and her. I grabbed a handful of blonde hair and pulled. I also threw a punch at her face.

"Damn it, Ashton!" John said, pulling on my arms.

Torrie was scratching at my face, and trying to kick me. John succeeded in getting my left hand from her hair, which made it easy for him to pull me away. Torrie touched her lower lip, saw the blood and rushed to the bath room.

"You can put me down now." I said, then calm. He dropped me on the floor.

"Ashton, why do you have to start trouble?" He asked.

"She started with me!" I argued.

"But you jumped on her! You made her bleed!"

"Well," I ran my fingers across my face and saw a trace of blood, "I'm bleeding too."

"But you started it, Ashton!"

"You know what, I think I was wrong, you don't deserve better than Torrie, you're both perfect for each other" I said, stomping out of a room for the second time that night. I left John there to figure out who was more important, and in my heart, I think I already knew who he would pick.

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I know it seems like she was making a big deal over the whole sex thing, but hey, when you're 13, 14, that kind of deal, it is a big, gross deal, especially when it involves someone close to you like that. So much drama for such a small girl! Well, I hope you're enjoying cause this story will be ending soon. I'd say 15 chapters at the most. Keep reviewing and maybe I'll finish ;) BTW: Am I doing okay with this? Anything you'd change about it? Help me out here!