It's Not Cool | Jonas Brothers

Chapter 71

Heyhey!
I think there are about 10 to 20 chapters left. I'll upload a sequel though, because I'm long not done with the story yet. I don't know what the max amount of chapters is and I don't want to cut it off somewhere. So I made a cut somewhere to continue it in another book.

It's not up yet, but I'll let you know as soon as it gets to that. Don't worry though, it'll be a right continue to where this book ends and won't be any different to this one! (Of course if you have any suggestions I'll look into it!)

Frankie's P.O.V.
As soon as I saw Pippa and Kevin, well mostly Pippa's state, I blanked. Completely.

I didn't know what to do and before I knew, I took off to tell mom and dad. It's the first thing I thought of doing. They will know what to do, right?

Later on, I was at the counter in the kitchen. I want to stay, but I also want to go. I don't know how much longer I can be here.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that I want to go, but there's too much going on here. I can't look at either Nick or Pippa without seeing the pain written in their eyes.

Both of them are hurting so much and for so long that I don't know what to do.

I'm not sure why, but I found myself walking towards my mom.

"Mom?" I ask her quietly. "What is it?" She asks me sweetly.

"Can I go stay with Brandon for the weekend?" I ask her to let me stay over at my best friend's house for the weekend.

"Go ask your dad for me, will you? If he's okay with it than so am I." She answers. I nod and walk off to find my dad.

"Dad?" I knock on his office door. "Come in." He answers.

I open the door and repeat my question.

"Have you asked your mom yet?" He asks me.

"I have. She said that she's okay with it if you are." I answer honestly.

He nods in response. "We've got nothing important going on this weekend. Go grab your stuff and I'll take you over myself." I give him a smile and a nod and go to my room to pack.

I call Brandon ahead and tells me his parents allow me to stay for longer than just the weekend.

Brandon is an only child. When he was two years old, they were expecting, but his mom sadly lost the baby about seven weeks into the pregnancy. They never got pregnant again after that happened. Not that they're not happy with the family they got.

Everyone is fine though. I am close with his parents as well, so I'm always allowed to come over and stay for longer than a couple of days. Brandon and I are brothers by choice, and his parents are my second parents.

I say bye to both Joe and Kevin until I found myself standing in Pippa's doorway. She's asleep in her bed, and just like the old days, Nick is in her room.

He's seated by her bedside on a chair watching her and protecting her while she sleeps.

I've been told that that's what he did when she was a baby. He'd watch her and hold her hand if she'd get restless.

Nick leans on the side of her bed as she is soundly asleep.

At some point, he moves his hand to grab onto hers.

"I'm sorry that the only thing you felt like doing was to do this." He motioned towards her wrists.

"I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you. There are so many things I'm sorry for and I can't help but wonder how different things could have been if I hadn't ended up getting this stupid disease." He tells her.

"I know you're asleep and can't talk to me and that's okay. Sometimes it's easier to get things off my chest when I can talk about them on end, telling them to someone. It's easier when I know you won't remember it. Like you're here for me, but don't actually know how it all feels for me." He continues.

"It's so painful to watch you go through this. When I first saw Kevin with you, I saw the hurt and horror in his eyes. I wonder if they felt the same when they found me. I can't remember that. I don't even know who initially found me anyways. I was so out of it when I had hurt myself. I'm not even talking about the time when I tried to..."

I'm not so sure why I stayed here watching him. I don't think he'd be happy if he knew that I know all of this. He's softly crying. Pippa groans in her sleep a little and turns on her side. Nick kept ahold of her hand as I see him give her a smile.

The smile drops soon when he continues.

"No one knows this, not you, not Joe, not Kevin, no one. It's a huge secret that shouldn't be kept secret, but I don't want anyone to know. I don't want them to know that I can't take care of myself. I'm a big boy. I don't need their help. It's just that... my Diabetes is acting up again. I've had a terrible low this morning, but it felt like a massive high. I don't know if they figured it out, but I guess not, because they didn't ask me about it."

"I ate to get it up, but it wouldn't work and now the carbs are slowly hitting me. I'm sure they are all going to be happy with me tonight after I mouthed off for the millionth time. I can't even be held accountable for the most of it, because it is my mouth, you know. I'm the one saying the things that my high is making me say. It's hard. It's hard to manage all of it. Sometimes I don't really know what to do with myself anymore."

I can't listen to him anymore. This is terrible.

I walk downstairs into the kitchen. I'm visibly upset, but no one seems to notice yet.

"You ready Tank?" Dad asks me. "Uh-huh." I agree, putting my bag on one of the chairs.

"What's going on?" Mom asks me. My answer had grabbed everyone's attention.

"It's Nick. He's sitting with Pippa." Mom smiles. "He was talking to her as she slept, but it wasn't good. He confessed that he's having trouble. He said, and I quote, that he had a terrible low this morning while he felt like dealing with a high. He ate to get it up, but only now are the carbs hitting him. He said he'll have a lot of fun tonight when he mouths off for the millionth time and I think that he thinks you'll be so upset with him that you don't want to see him anymore." I try to explain through my tears.

Mom gives me hug. I look around to see Joe and Kevin look at each other sad, but also determined to help Nick.

"Let's go get you to Brandon's." Dad tried to lift our spirits and grabs my bag from the chair as I tell the others "bye" and "see you soon".

A slightly longer one :)
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