Love Me!... please...

~Act 1 Prt 3: Wishful Prayers~

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(This has no purpose but I was shock when I found out there's no holly [the plant] emoji. Like why tf is there not a holly emoji? anyways Holly will be represented by this angle emoji thinking because its angelic like her lol)

"Jotaro... he hasn't always been like this." I sigh. Although I didn't mind when Jotaro shifted to delinquency, I was still a bit worried, but it was his choice. I've always wondered what caused the sudden change, though. But I'm not concerned about that right now. He used to rely on me more. But now, all he does is push me away. I wish he would talk to me more often.

"I don't know what to do..." I sigh. I can see right through him. He's hurting, and I know it. He tries to carry all these feelings alone, but it's only so long until he completely breaks down. I don't want to see Jotaro like that. But what do I do? Nothing I do seems to work. I feel so... useless.

What was the point of Jotaro saving me if he's losing himself? If only I was stronger... I know Jotaro would get mad if I said that again. But honestly, it's my fault, is it not? If It weren't for me, Jotaro would be able to continue living his life normally. Go to school. Make friends, be normal.

Normally... I guess normal isn't the right word when talking about the Joestars, right? We're anything but ordinary, but maybe that's what's so charming about us. That's what makes us closer and more robust, huh?

I pause and look out the window. It's getting dark. I'd assume it's almost eight in the evening.

"I guess I'll be having dinner alone..." Food eaten by oneself always tastes more bland, I say. But I won't force it on Jotaro. If he wants to be alone, I'll respect his wishes. He's a growing teenage boy, and he's been through a lot. But I can't ignore my gut feeling. He needs help.

I'll do anything to get my Jotaro smiling again. But who exactly will help? Papa?... I'm not sure if Jotaro would be too happy with me calling Papa to help him, but I have no choice, do I? It's for his sake, and I'm willing to get yelled at if it means he's happy again.

Quietly, not to cause suspicion, I tip-toe to the phone. As I tap the numbers to call my father, I can't help but become anxious. Will Papa be able to help? Will Jotaro become more hurt? No, I'm sure Papa will be able to help. He can do anything, right?

Ring...ring.. *beep*

"Holly! My beautiful daughter Holly! Is everything alright? It's quite late in Japan right now, huh?" Papa yells. He's always so lively and has a smile no matter what. That's one of the many things I adore about him.

"Yes, Papa, I'm fine. It's not me that you should be worried about. I'm calling because of... Jotaro."

The call becomes silent. I can hear Papa becoming more serious. I listen to what I assume is him sitting up. He clears his throat before speaking.

"Ah, Jotaro. My cute grandson. I suppose he's acting like a delinquent as always, huh? ...Holly, I'm going to be honest... I have no idea what to do anymore. If I could do anything more, Holly, I would in a heartbeat. I care for Jotaro too, you know."

"Papa..."

"The SPW foundation will continue with their utmost effort to care for Kakyoin... but they can only do so much. All we can do is pray to the gods that everything will turn out okay. The thing I'm worried most for is how long Jotaro will be able to manage before he cracks. Even someone as strong as him has his limits, I suppose."

"But Papa, he won't last longer. Today, just an hour ago, he pushed me away. He yelled at me... I wasn't mad, no, but I'm worried for him. Isn't there something you can do? Anything at this point... please?"