Three Years A Nick Jonas Story (Book One)

Chapter 3

As I was sitting outside on the porch drinking my coffee, I felt my phone vibrate in my right pocket. I grabbed it and saw a text from Joe asking where I was. I responded back with saying I'm at Desiree's house. After I got a quick "okay" from him, I sat my phone on the small table next to me. I stared out into the sky while closing my eyes for a moment to take the warm breeze in. A few moments passed by. I heard the door behind me open and closed followed by Joe. He took a seat on the chair besides me and sighed.

"I'm really worried about Kevin. He hasn't been himself since everything happened. It's almost as if it changed everything about him." By the sound of his voice I could tell he wasn't joking. I mean it makes sense. If I was in Kevin shoes, I don't think I'll ever be the exact same person I used to be. I stared at the sadness in my brothers eyes before responding.

"I'll talk to Kevin. I'll spend the whole day with him." Before I could say anything else, Desiree came out and took a seat on my lap.
"Good morning beautiful," I told her giving a small kiss.

"Good morning you guys," she said as she was in a middle of a yawn. Joe chuckled while getting up and quickly went back inside.
"So I guess it's just you and me," Desiree said holding my hand. I smile slightly before responding,

"I actually have to get going back to my apartment. I think I need some alone time for myself." She nodded in understand meant. I gave her a quick kiss before grabbing my stuff and headed out the door.

I plopped down on my bed not noticing my guitar was there first. I rubbed the back of my head as it ached, then placed it on my lap.

"Nothing is forever nothing will be better
Than the love you're giving me
I just gotta have you
Wish I didn't have to
When you gonna set me free?"

I stopped singing for a moment to pull myself together. Fighting back the tears I continued.

"Take the worst of what you got
It hurts more than stick and rocks
You know I'll be there
You know I'll be there
I will be your punching bag
Throw it all and don't hold back
You know I'll be there
You know I'll be there

Cause I used to live in fear it was my own
But theirs harder things than being all alone
You're the broken part of me that makes me whole
I'm so unsure

Nothing is forever nothing will be better
Than the love you're giving me
I just gotta have you
Wish I didn't have to
When you gonna set me free?"

That's when I lost it. I dropped my guitar hearing the wood break as it hit the floor. I didn't care if it was my favorite guitar. I placed my head in my hands and cried. I cried as if I've never cried before. Everything started to come at me all at once. It didn't even give me time to breathe. As I hung my head low, I've noticed I haven't showered. I walked almost painfully to my bathroom. Once I entered I looked at reflection. My cheeks were red as my eyes with tear stains on them. I quickly took off my clothes and entered the shower turning the water on hot. After I washed everything I took a seat on the ground. While the water was running down my body I stared at the drain. As it was sucking down the water I could feel my pain going down with it. I sat in there for about 10 minutes before getting out and placing some pajama's on my body. As I entered my room once more, I sighed looking at my broken guitar. After placing it on the bed I ran my fingers a crossed the chipped brown wood. From inside the bathroom I heard my phone going off once again. After re entering and grabbing my phone, I laid down in my bed. I saw 5 missed calls from Joe and 10 unread messages. The texts were also from Joe, but I noticed one from an unfamiliar number. Once I opened it I knew it was Desiree. It was pretty obvious by what it said.
"Hey Nick, Joe gave me your number. I hope your doing alright. We're worried about you. Oh and this is Desiree if you hadn't figured it out yet." I laughed and responded with a quick, "I'm fine and I'll see you tomorrow." After placing my phone within it's charger I fell asleep.