8/27/09

Emo Koalas 2

I DO NOT OWN JONAS

Words from early in the day echoed in Nick's mind as he got ready for bed. He knew he wouldn't be able to sleep, not with the migraine he was giving himself.

"Precious, what's going on with you? You come here, freak me out, and then you don't tell me anything." "That's because I don't know anything, Nicholas. I'm sorry, but the doctors don't know what's wrong. I figured I'd tell you now, so you don't worry later."

He'd worry if she'd said she was feeling a little under the weather. Nick was way past worrying.

Even an hour after he was fully ready to go to bed, Nick was pacing the floor, staring at it the whole time. He could've melted the floor with the anger in his eyes. His brothers watched, silently, knowing he'd most likely snap if they said anything. Instead, he just started crying right in front of them.

"I don't understand." He said, every word under shuddering breaths. "We didn't even get… to spend time together." After that, he had no words left. No use complaining if he didn't what to complain about yet.

Joe and Kevin left the room, walking in separate directions. Kevin headed downstairs, but Joe walked out the door. It was drizzling out, but he hardly felt it. He felt numb. He couldn't think straight. All he wanted to do was see Stella. She would know how to calm him down. Especially since she felt like she owed it to him. She confessed that she thought she was the person who made him cry.

While that had been an embarrassing experience, being right in the middle of the school hallway, he never really thought about the reason. Everything was so overwhelming, it was hard to sort out. Regardless of all that happened, at that moment, all he could think about was Stella running through the park, and sitting at Precious's dining room table, and leading him out of the car, making him chase after her, for the single greatest moment of his life.

He wished he could relive those moments, but they were gone.

"I don't want to stay out of your personal life. I want to be your personal life!" Yet they kept flooding back in his memory. A memory. That's all those moments would ever be. That's what haunted him. That's what wouldn't leave him alone.

The teasing, taunting, torturing truth.

Kevin's phone rang in the dark, almost making him scream in surprise. Without even looking at the screen, he knew who it was. "Hi, Macy." He said, not sounding happy at all. He was trying to be as quiet at he could, basically hiding in the kitchen. "I can't sleep." She whispered in reply, near to tears. "I can't either." He told her.

"I know, that's why I called." She said honestly. Her breathing was shallow, since she was so tired. "What if I do fall asleep?" She asked him. "What if I end up at your house again?" Macy sounded like she was mad at herself when she said that.

Even knowing that by the tone in her voice, Kevin couldn't help but smile. He knew what to say to make he feel better. "I'll be here to open the door for you." He was holding the key Macy had used to get inside the first time. Just hearing his voice made her calm down, but there was only one thing she had to ask of him. "Stay on the line with me?"

"Okay." He answered sweetly. "But you're costing me minutes." He joked. "Hey, it's gonna cost me too." She replied, being serious. "Just until one of us falls asleep?" Macy pleaded.

"Sounds fair." Kevin said. "Goodnight." Macy sighed. She didn't feel like it was.

"Maybe If we treat it like one, we'll see a better morning."

I'm so happy I'm writing this sequel. It gets better. I'll update soon, tell me what you think!