It's Not Cool | Jonas Brothers

Chapter 47

Joe's P.O.V.
Mom, dad, Frankie and Kevin all had seen Nick in pairs of two.

Pippa had stalled going to see him. She's been sitting on a chair in the waiting room non-talkative. She's like in thoughts, but not actually thinking. Like a snowman.

"Pippa. Come on. Let's go see our brother." I kneel in front of her to snap her out of her state and grab her hand, pulling her up from her chair.

"What if he doesn't want to see me?" She asks me.

"I bet that he does, if he is awake. He will probably still be asleep as he was when Kevin and Frankie went to see him." I tell her.

She reluctantly grabs my hand again. I guide her towards Nick's room. We stand outside the door for a minute, looking through the window.

Pippa clamps a hand in front of her face in shock. "He looks so different." She whispers, not trusting her own voice.

"He does." He's attached to all kinds of wires. A tube goes inside his nose.

I spot a tube that scared Kevin the most, but Frankie thought was the coolest.

A tube comes out from under the blankets. It goes inside his stomach to drain fluid that needs to get out or it will put pressure on his organs. At least, that's what the doctor explained when dad asked him about it.

"Let's go in." I open the door and enter the room with Pippa, closing the door behind me.

I walk over to the bed and sit down on a chair that stands by his bedside. I lean one of my arms on the bed and take his hand in mine with the other. I stare at his face before turning around to see Pippa with ghostly white skin near the door.

"Come over. He is just asleep." I gently tell her.

She takes slow steps, but surely reaches the bed.

I let go of Nick's hand and lay my palm on the back of her hand to let her hold Nick's hand.

She flinches and tries to pull away when she touches his hand. "He's a little cold." She looks at me. I nod.

"They are helping him with that IV for that." I motion towards a bag on a stand on the other side of the bed.

"You should talk to him. He might understand you and it might help his recovery." I pat my leg so she can sit down.

She does. I rest my chin on her shoulder as I look at Nick's features.

"I'm sorry Nick. I'm sorry for all the pain I put you through. You're my brother and I treated you very poorly. I know we are all brothers and sister and that rivalry between us is normal, but let's face it. You've always been the better sibling at everything. You fought with Joe when he pulled another little sister prank on me. You figured it out if I felt poorly or you forced me to talk about things I didn't want to talk about but what always should have been talked about. You are so strong with the Diabetes and your own struggles. You keep me going. I wish I could have done the same for you." She pauses.

"I just.." She pauses again, trying to find the right words to say.

"Life has been hard these past few weeks. I won't lie about that. But so must have yours been if you ended up here. No one even told me why. I just want to know why. Did I that to you? Did I hurt you? I never meant to hurt you, but I obviously did. You know I've always hated myself for who I am. You were the one to really show me that I'm more than just a sister to the Jonas brothers. You and Kev and Joe. You always had my back when I got hate on Social Media. You still do. I saw the reports of comments and hate profiles dedicated to me and how you made sure they were taken down. I want to thank you for that. Even if we weren't on speaking terms, and I still want to hit you for that, I've always known it wasn't my fault. You still had my back. And I want to do that for you too, you know. You've been this amazing brother and even though I'm struggling, I know you're struggling too. You just handle it way better. I want you to know, that if you ever feel like doing something, or if you need to talk, I'm always here for you too. I owe you. I love you and I miss you." Her sobs make it hard for her to speak. I'm crying too.

Everything is so emotional and she spoke from her heart. It's terrifying to think that something like this could happen again. Maybe Pippa wants to take the easy way out as well. Who knows what the future could bring.

I wrap my arms around Pippa and put my hand on top of hers. I feel a squeeze, but to my surprise, it isn't Pippa's hand the squeezes mine in reassurance. No.

I look over to see Nick's brown eyes stare right into mine.

"Nicky?" I can't help but sob his name. I'm an emotional wreck. I haven't slept in over at least two days. That tends to make people emotional and overreactive to emotions. Which is basically the same thing...

"Pippa?" He looks shocked to see her sit on my knee. "I'm so sorry Nick." She cries into my arm.

"I'm so sorry I left." He looks at her while she breaks down. He lifts his hand and starts caressing her cheek to calm her down.

It's a technique he used to help her fall asleep when she was a baby and growing up. She's always had trouble sleeping and he used to do that for hours. Even after she fell asleep.

Nick claimed that if he stopped, she'd feel it and would wake up to cry for him.

I'm so so sorry for the wait!!! My schedule has been so crazy that I barely have time to write... I hope you liked it, because I don't. And again I'll try to upload as soon as I can.