Hold On To Him | Jonas Brothers

Chapter 2

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Joe's P.O.V.
I decided to stay home for the day as Pippa only just gotten home and I've been out a lot. There is not much to do out anyways.

I am on my way to Nick's room to test him. On the way I pass Pippa who is wearing her Janoskians hoody. I walk into Nick's room. He's on his stomach on his bed watching something on youtube. I walk over to see him watching some DareSunday video of the Janoskians and it all made sense in that moment. These guys are an internet sensation at the moment. All because they do stupid shit. Excuse the language.

"So, you're watching the Janoskians?" I asked him not believing he was into this kind of stuff. He shrugs. "Pippa likes them and I figured I had some time to kill. She walked in on me watching them." I laugh. "Yeah, I just passed her in the hallway, wearing her Janoskians hoody." I explain.

"She wasn't wearing that when she came in." He says questioning his own memory abilities.

I laugh at his stupidity. "She obviously put it on after she left your room." I explain.

A look of eureka appears on his face. "Now it all makes sense." He says.

"You copied my words. Find your own." I told him.

He wanted to give me some smartass remark, but I beat him to it.

"Have you tested?" His smile disappeared within a second. He shakes his head in response.

"Come on." I grab the kit from his bedside table, but he lies down on his arms. I can't reach his fingers now.

"I'll test on your foot." I threaten him. I know testing his foot hurts worse for some reason, so it was a good threat. He listens and pulls one arm from underneath himself.

He slowly reaches his hand out towards me to test.

I test him and he turns out to be a bit low. I go and fetch a juice box for him to drink. To try and get his levels back up.

I'm sure he'll refuse to drink it. I keep the straw in front of his mouth and as I suspected, he presses his lips shut tightly.

"Oh, come on Nick. Work with me here." I beg him. "Why? It's no use anyways." He explains when he sees the chance.

"Why is it no use?" I ask him, taking the juice box away from his mouth. I know he won't answer if I keep it close to his mouth with him thinking I'll take advantage of him opening his mouth. He's worrying me right now, but at least he's talking. I should take advantage of that.

"It's just not. It'll either spike high or it won't work and I'll stay low. Whatever happens, it'll never work out the way you want it too.

I urge him to take drink the juice box for about five more minutes until I'm done trying.

I stand up, only to find Pippa in the doorway staring sadly. I turn her around and lead her to her bedroom with my hand on her back.

"What's going on with Nick? Is he okay?" She asks me.

"He's alright. He's just not too happy with Diabetes at the moment." I explain.

"Is he having troubles again? Does he need help?" She questions. I shake my head. "We'll keep a close eye on him." I can see it doesn't really relax her, but what else can she do right now.

"How low was he?" She finally asks. "He was low." I tell her. "He needs that juice box." She sighs in response.

"I'll go see if I can get him to finish that box." I nod and let her go to Nick's room.

After about five minutes later she sticks her head into my bedroom to let me know he's finished it. I thank her for the help. "Always. He's my brother too." She responded and I gave her a smile.

I don't know what to do with him anymore. He's hasn't gotten yet where he's been last year, but that doesn't mean he's going downhill slowly.

He's getting back there again. I don't want him to go back to that. I love my baby brother.

I grab my laptop and open the excel sheet I made. I've been closely monitoring Nick and his levels ever since Pippa went on her trip. I kept notes of his moods and his numbers. Though lately I've been slacking, because I haven't been home a lot.

I hung out with friends, visited Kevin, Danielle and Alena multiple times. She's my little niece. I'm the only uncle besides Frankie who regularly visited her from our side of the family.

"Joe?" I heard from outside my room. "Yeah?" Pippa enters my room.

"I need your help." She starts. "I don't know what to do. Nick is listening to sad music. I think the Janoskians throwing up didn't make it better for him." She says.

"Let's go!" I get up, grab her hand and drag her with me to Nick's room.

He lies on his back on his bed. His arms under his head, supporting it. He's staring up at the ceiling, not doing anything. His eyes are red, but there aren't any tears to be seen.

"Hey Nick, what's up?" I ask him. "The sky." He mutters. I let out a sarcastic laugh. "Original. No but seriously. What's going on? You're not living right now." I ask him. He sighs, but sits up. He makes room for both Pippa and I to sit.

"I don't know. I feel high, but low at the same time. But I was low when you tested me. I don't have much energy to do anything, I guess." He explains.

"For how long?" Pippa asks him. "A couple months I think." Pippa and I are both shocked.

"Why didn't you say so?" Pippa asked. "I didn't want to distract you from your vacation." Nick admitted. "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked him. Sure he didn't have a reason not to tell me.

"You were happy and doing your own thing. I didn't want to bother you." He admitted quietly.

I considered slapping him, but refrained myself.

"You'll never bother me. I love you and I want to see you happy and healthy, but I can't help you if you don't let me in." Nick nods. "I know. I'm sorry." He apologizes.

"I'm not mad, Nick. I can't be mad with you over something like this, but please. Talk to me, talk to Pippa. Call Kevin if you have to, but please. Don't lock yourself in your room again." I begged him.

He looked at me and I saw a glimpse of hope somewhere deep in his eyes and he nods.