Hold On To Him | Jonas Brothers

Chapter 15

Guess what? I never left!
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Pippa's P.O.V.
About three hours later, all of us have answered a lot more questions. I'd say we haven't gotten any closer over it, but maybe we should wait it out. It's a process. Different for all of us.

I'd guess Joe is drunk, Nick near drunk and Kevin only slightly tipsy. To be honest, I'm so done with this game. I haven't gotten much wiser because the boys keep lying and deflecting. Probably to save their own asses.

When mom gets back, I'm going to tell on them. This is not why we decided to play this game.

I realize now how stupid it was to even consider playing this game. We all knew it would do more harm than good. Not like any of them believe my answers anyways. That much was proven after I answered my first question.

Right now, Frankie just answered a question and he's getting it as much as I am. "I call bullshit!" Joe screams out.

I slam my hand on the table, effectively shutting Joe up and getting everyone's attention.

"Don't you dare call us out like this one more time. All you've been doing is lying and conniving and I'm sick of it. If the three of you can't treat us with respect or trust us when that's all there is in this game, we're out." I yell at him.

"Come on Frankie. We're going." I softly tell Frankie and take him by the hand leading him out of the room away from them. As much as I would love to stick around to hear their next moves and talks, I don't. Maybe it's for the best that we don't find out what they're going to say next.

"I can't believe that even now they're only doing this to protect themselves. Make themselves look better than they really are." He says sadly. "I know Frank. But they will learn someday. Hopefully." This shuts down our conversation, and we sit in comfortable silence on his bed. Just the two of us. The way it's been most of our lives.

At some point there is a knock on the door. I look up to seeing Kevin in the doorway, but I'm not sure if I'm ready yet.

"I want to apologize for our behavior downstairs. It was not our intention to come across as we did, and we weren't as honest as we were supposed to be. We know we should be more open towards your feelings about everything, but I guess it's hard to fathom the pain we put you through when the initial fight was between the three of us. I know what we did affected you, but at the time we didn't feel or see it, which makes it hard for us to understand." He pauses and enters the room. He takes the desk chair and pulls it closer to Frankie's bed.

"I'm still not trying to make excuses for us or talk the things we did wrong straight. Joe, Nick and I majorly fucked up. Excuse my poor choice of words. They were rightfully chosen. All I know, no, all we know is that we don't want to lose you over this. Not anymore. We're done with the fighting; we're done wasting away more time. I know we still have a long way to go to receive forgiveness. That is if we're ever worthy of your forgiveness. But we'd like to try. Really try this time." Kevin says and gives us time to process his words.

"Who wrote this big sappy apology? You, Joe or Nick?" Frankie sasses.

Kevin had definitely not seen this coming and scrambles for words. "Uhm... uh... I don't..."

"It's not that hard of a question. Just tell me who wrote this." Frankie responds angrily.

Kevin stays quiet, not really knowing how to respond.

"We've been here before Kevin. We've seen it all before and nothing ever changed. And even if it does for a second or so, we keep coming back to this point and I'm tired of it. I don't think I can do this much longer. I know you'd like to forgive and forget, but it's not that easy. Never has been and never will be. I'm sorry, but it's the harsh truth." Frankie continues.

I'm watching them go back and forth the way they are from my side of the bed. It breaks my heart to hear Frankie say all of this to Kevin. The way he spits out the words make me realize it's never going to be over. It might get to good, but the rift this all has created, it will never go away.

It also makes me wonder if Nick and I will ever be one again. I don't think we ever will. I will help him and be there for him if he needs me, but I'll make sure he'll never be able to read me like he could in the past. Him being able to do that never worked in my favor, but sometimes it was good he could. I will never let him do it again though. Even if it means losing him completely. He's a grown up. He knows what he done to get it to come to this point.

I get pulled back into Frankie and Kevin's conversation when Kevin stands up, rolls the chair back to the desk. He gives me a sad smile and walks out. When he turned to look at me, I could see the tears forming in his eyes. I watched him until he was out of sight and then turned to Frankie.

His eyes are, like Kevin's, filled to the brink with tears. "I'm so sorry Frankie." I pull him closer and wrap my arms around him as he breaks down. His sobs waver around the room and I'm sure they're able to hear him downstairs if they're not too drunk yet.

I rest my hand on his head to try and calm him down. I hold him like this until he's so exhausted, he falls asleep. Even then I never stopped holding and caressing him.