Help Me {A Jonas Sister Story}

Chapter 7 {Telling the Parents}

"He… he said that if I told anyone, he would h-hurt B-Bubby." My tears began falling again.

I don't want to think about Jack hurting Nick. He knew how close we were. He knew that no amount of physical pain could amount to the thought or actuality of Nick getting hurt because of me.

"Kiki, sweetie you can't be with him." Joe told me.

"I know but, I don't know what to do."

"We will figure this out together." Nick told me, moving to sit next to me, and wrapping an arm around my shoulders. I rested my head on his shoulder, and looked at Kevin and Joe as they talked about what we could do.

"We could always take care of the twit ourselves." Joe said cracking his knuckles.

"Joe, there are two things wrong with that."

"Number one, Dad would beat the living day lights out of us."

"You know how much he hates violence."

"Number two, we can get in some serious trouble… other than by Dad." Joe began to pout, knowing Kevin is right.

"What if we-" Nick was cut off by my phone ringing.

I grabbed it and read the I.D. It was Jack. I guess the look on my face gave away the identity of the caller, because Kevin told me to put the phone on speaker.

"Hello?" I said as calmly as possible

"Bitch." He said simply. He had taken to calling me many different names. Kevin and Joe looked really mad after he said that to me.

"I just want to tell you something."

"Yes?"

"We are done."

"Bye, whore." He hung up after he said that.

I sat there in shock. We were done, over complete. No more getting abused by him. No more fear. I looked up at my brothers, they were in the same state of shock as me.

Before I could say or do anything, three pairs of strong arms were around me. We pulled away from the hug, everybody smiling.

A few minutes later we heard the door open. Mom and Dad were home, with a no doubt a sleeping Frankie.

"Time to tell the parents." Kevin said.

Here we go. I thought dully.

Telling my parents was hard but, not nearly as hard as telling my brothers. Having them there made it easier. My mother cried, while my father was very upset about the whole situation. When Dad asked me if I was willing to talk to the church about it tomorrow, I was a little hesitant but my brother talked me into it.

After our conversation, Kevin took Joe into their room to spank him for cursing. In our house, saying the Lord's name in vain, saying hell as a curse word and just plain out curing is punished along with using any type of violence.

                                        **Joe's POV**

When we left Kiki’s room, Kevin and I walked into our bedroom. I was in trouble for saying hell. Kevin understood that I said impulsively so, he was taking that into consideration.  

“Let’s get ready for bed first, then I will spank you.”  Kevin told me.

I nodded and went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and took out my contacts. After I was done changing into my pajamas. Kevin picked up the belt from his bed.

“Bend over, pants down.” I looked at him, confused.

Usually when somebody says hell the way I did, resulted in a bare spanking.

“You didn’t say it on purpose.”

“You were shocked and it slipped out.”

“That’s why it isn’t a bare spanking.” He said answering my confused gaze.

I nodded and took off my pajamas but kept on my boxers, and then bent over the bed.

“You’re getting twenty five.” Kevin told me.

SMACK!

I flinched since, the first lick was directly on my sit spot. Kevin didn’t pause in between each one. I knew he just wanted to get it over with.

SMACK!

When Kevin landed the final lick, he dropped the belt on the bed beside me. I was crying really hard. Even though it was just twenty five, it still hurt a lot. I stood up slowly and hugged Kevin.

“I’m sorry.” I mumbled into his shoulder.

“It’s ok, just think before you speak next time.” Kevin replied.

I nodded and excused myself to the bathroom. I pulled my boxers down, saw that my butt was really red. I sighed Church is going to be a very painful experience.

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                                                       **Nicole's POV**

That night, Nick slept in my room again, along with Frankie.

"Please Daddy, ten more minutes?” Nick and I pleaded together, with our eyes closed.

“No.”

“You both have to get ready, eat, and Nicole and I have to go over what she is going to be saying at the service today.”

My eyes flew open as he said that.

“Good, now get those sleepy heads up will you?”

I nodded and he left the room. As soon as the door closed behind him, Nick and I sat up simultaneously, and I looked at him with scared eyes.

“Don’t worry Sissy.”

“You will be fine.” He gripped his stomach suddenly, just as pain went through my stomach.

“You really need to get that checked out.”

“Whatever.”

I couldn’t help but smile, the wall was gone. Absolutely no traces were left of it. That was one of the good things that have happened to me lately.

“I will get Frankie, you can go shower first.”

I hopped into the warm shower, and let the warm water wash over me. I spent a mere five mere minutes in the shower, just letting the heat soak me up, forgetting everything.

When I was finished with my shower, I wrapped a towel around myself and walked back into my room. Nick and Frankie were gone so, I got changed into a pair of navy blue jeggings and navy blue and white striped shirt.

I walked downstairs to find all of my brothers dressed and ready to go. I sat down in between Nick and Joe, who was siting very lightly. I felt sorry for him. I guess he saw my expression, because he gave me a small smile.

“Nicole, today I want you to just explain what happened but, nothing that makes you uncomfortable though ok?” He said in his soft preacher voice.

I nodded and felt Nick pat my knee. I picked up a piece of toast and began to nibble on it nonchalantly. And then it was suddenly snatched out of my hands.

“Hey!” I looked up to see Nick staring at me with my toast in his hands.

“Can I please have my toast back please?”

“I believe you are forgetting something.” He told me.

It took a second for me to remember what he was talking about.

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