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Title: Faith (a Jonas Brothers story) - Chapter fifteen View count: 883 Rating: 5.0 (8 ratings) Description: Here's another chapter again. I can't post tomorrow, I have to visit my grandma, who's in the hospital and the day after that I'm gone, but I'll try to upload then. I'm just not sure if I can... --------------- "Then it's okay." I sigh and I look at him again. He strokes my hair and examines my face. "We need you to get cleaned up and I think we should do something about your nose." I nod and try to get up. I flinch and fall down again. It just hurts too much. Joe looks at me and gently picks me up bridal style and carries me to the bathroom. I can't imagine how weird this must look when other people would see me. I would be floating in the air, no one carrying me. He puts me down on the edge of the bathtub. He takes some stuff out our medicine cabin and carefully starts cleaning my wounds. I flinch occasionally but try to stay still. When he gets to my nose I can't help but letting out a small scream. It hurts so bad! "Don't worry. It's not broken. It will look like hell for a couple of days though. And you probably will have two black eyes." "So that means I can't go to school tomorrow." "And neither the day after that I think." "And no going to the orphanage." "No. People would get suspicious." I nod, I can't let that happen. Safety goes before anything. Even finding my sister or brother. "Let me bring you back." Joe whispers and he picks me up again. I put my arms around his neck and let my head rest against his chest. It feels so nice to be comforted again, to be cared for. I'd forgotten how it felt. Joe puts me back on my bed again and locks the door. He walks to my bed and lies down next to me. We look at each other and he takes my hand. "I'm so sorry that I left you. I was just mad and upset. I didn't really leave you, you know. I was there, I just turned myself invisible." "You shouldn't apologize. I was the one who made you go away in the first place." I whisper. "I shouldn't have reacted like that. You were upset. You just found out that your mom is dead. I should've thought of that." "Joe, you don't have to apologize. I was wrong, the fact that I was upset is no excuse for the things I said. I'm so, so sorry. If there was a way I could turn back time I would never ever say those things." "I forgive you Joyce, don't worry about it. Go to sleep now, you had quite the day. You must be exhausted." "No! I won't fall asleep! You have to understand how sorry I am!" "I understand. We both did and said things that were not proud of, but it's behind us now. We should just forget about it. You have better things to do now, like healing." "Still, I'm sorry." I mumble. Joe gets up and covers me with my quilt. He quickly puts his hand on my cheek and prepares to sit in the far corner of my room, like he did the last two nights. "No please, stay close." I whisper. I just can't handle him being away right now, it physically hurts. "Want me to move the chair?" he asks. "No, here." I mumble and I pat on the bed. He laughs softly and sits down next to me. I groan and pull him down so that he is now lying next to me again. Boys can be so stupid. "Do you want me to hold you?" he asks sweetly. I nod and he puts his arms around me. I put the quilt around him too and sigh happily. At least now I know he won't disappear again. And it feels good to have him this close. It makes me feel wanted. "Do you want me to sing you to sleep?" "Yes please." I say and I turn around so that I'm facing him. I bury my head in his chest again and wait for him to start. Joe chuckles and starts humming some song that I know is a Jonas brothers song, but since I wasn't a fan, I don't know which one it is. I close my eyes and just listen to him. It sounds so beautiful that I start crying again. "Are you crying?" he asks me after a while, sounding shocked. He must have noticed that his shirt is all wet now. Stupid, stupid tears. "No, no I'm not." I say but my voice cracks and tears keep falling. "You silly girl." he says laughing and he kisses my forehead. I feel flames shot through me from the spot where his lips touched my skin. I can just resist the urge to touch the place. He kissed me! "Sweet dreams Joe." I mumble, without reacting to the fact he kissed me. He kissed me! "Sweet dreams Joyce." ----------- Shay081793 people and thank you so much for reading! Tags: jonas, brothers, story, faith, kevin, nick, joe gioiaxpianogirlx, Author: gioiaxpianogirlx |
