DISCLAIMER - I DON'T OWN THE JONAS BROTHERS AS CONNECT 3. I DON'T OWN ANYTHING TO DO WITH THEM. I ONLY OWN KYLA, KIANNA, ALLISON, EMILY, MADISON, AND OTHER FUTURE NON-FAMOUS CHARACTERS.

A/N All I ask is that if you read a chapter, then you review on it. Thank you, BlackParade78910, for reviewing on the last chapter.

Just to be clearer, the guys don't have their Camp Rock personalities. They'll have their normal, real-life personalities. They're brothers in this story too! =)

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Chapter 2 : I'm Trying To Erase You From My Mind

Eight months. That's how long it took. Eight months before I could hear Kyla's name without breaking down. Eight months before I could look at another girl. Eight months before that damn funeral wasn't all I thought about. Eight months before I could watch the TV, because the news of her death had spread, and it seems like that's all the media shows anymore. Eight months before I was able to listen to the radio without fear. Eight months before I stopped being a basket case. Eight months until I slowly started letting Kyla go.

I've gotten a little bit better. I can talk about Kyla and hear her name now without breaking down. A tear or two may fall, but I won't completely lose it. I can't look at the pictures very often, but every once in a while I can look at them with Kianna.

Emily came over earlier today and helped me for a couple hours. Kianna's asthma is acting up but it always does when she's got a bad cold.

I have no clue to do. Kyla always took care of this kind of stuff.

I assumed Emily would know what to do since her and Jason have a 5 year old daughter named Madison. She must know all about this kind of stuff.

I'm having to lose a couple days of work to stay home with Kianna since the daycare won't take her while she's sick.

"Daddy, I need medicine." She tugged on my pants leg, and I looked down at her. She looked so pitiful standing there in her footy pajamas, runny nose, and crazy frizzy hair.

I picked her up, and touched the back of my hand to her forehead. She felt like she had barely cooled down since I last took her temperature. I took it again, just to be safe, and it was still above 100.

I gave her some cough medicine, and put her in her bed to see if she might be able to sleep whatever it was she had off.

"Daddy..."

I turned around at the door, and saw her sitting up.

"Go to sleep, Kianna. You need it."

"Sleep with me."

"Your bed isn't big enough for both of us. Are you sure you don't want to sleep by yourself?" I was going to try to sleep a little bit too since I was up with her all last night.

"I wanna sleep with you." I should have known she would want to sleep in my bed.

She's been like this since Kyla's funeral. She won't sleep in her own bed. She sleeps in our bed, curled up next to me. I'm not complaining. It's nice to have someone laying beside me again.

"Come on." I was too tired to argue with her.

We went into my bedroom, and I lifted her up onto the bed, and she curled up, pressed up against my side like she does every night.

I slid in beside her, and put my arm protectively across her tiny frame. I used to do that with Kyla so it was like a habit for me.

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"Shane. Shane, get up."

"Hm? What? What happened?" I responded, not wanting to wake up yet. I hesitantly opened my eyes to see Nate hovering over me. Alright, even though he's my brother, he's not the first thing I want to see when I wake up.

I forgot I had given my brothers and parents each a key to get in if they need to. Curse the day I made that terrible decision.

"What do you want?" I asked sleepily. I looked over and saw that Kianna was still asleep, so that was good.

I propped myself up on my right arm, and looked at the clock and it read 12:00. I'm assuming that meant it was noon. I fell back on the pillow, and groaned.

"Me and Jason have been calling here all day. You wouldn't answer your phone and we got worried. We thought something might have happened to you or Kianna."

I found my cellphone and sure enough, there were 26 missed calls from Nate alone and 14 from Jason, not to mention their umpteen text messages.

"That's great. And so, I ask my question again. What do you want?" I asked again, getting annoyed. I'm not exactly the happiest person when I get woken up.

"We need you down at the studio. We have to finish the CD before next month."

"So, call me tomorrow. The month isn't even half over yet."

"Yeah, but the record company is pushing us to get the CD done as soon as possible."

"Nate, listen to me and listen carefully. In case you haven't noticed, I have a sick daughter. I can't really go anywhere without risking her getting someone else sick. And I'm not really willing to take that risk."

Nate opened his mouth to say something else, but a cheery voice cut him off.

"Come on, sunshine! Up!" Jason... NO ONE in their right mind should be that happy. He sounded like he was calling from somewhere close. More than likely the kitchen.

I hope he isn't cooking anything. He shouldn't ever be allowed to cook. When he cooks, half the time I have no clue what it is.

Actually, out of the three of us, I think Nate's the only one who inherited the cooking skills.

No wonder Kyla only let me cook once. True, I had almost burned the house down that one time she did let me, but I swore up and down that I wouldn't do it again.

Jason came in the room and opened the curtains so blinding light hit me right in the eyes.

I groaned, and my brothers smiled a sort of evil smile at each other and then Jason opened the curtains even more so more light came in and blinded me.

I heard Kianna moan, and I looked over. She was curled up under the covers, and her eyes fluttered open and looked at me.

"Hi, baby. Feeling any better?"

"A little." "UNCLE JASON! UNCLE NATE!" She shouted once she spotted Nate and Jason. Oh, yeah. She's definitely feeling better.

Jason had her in a tight hug, and Nate was about to. Nate is definitely her favorite. It was obvious. She loves him so much, and he has a soft spot for his niece too.

"Come on, Shane. We can't finish the CD without you." Nate broke the silence while Kianna was still in his hug.

"We already talked to Mom. She agreed to take Kianna while we finish." Jason was always at least two steps ahead of me.

I sighed, and responded. "Alright. You win." "Kianna? You want to go visit Grandma?"

She jumped off the bed, and ran to her room. She loves Mom. She's always eager to visit her.

We got her stuff together, and dropped her off.

As I turned to walk out the door, Kianna grabbed my leg. I looked at Mom, and she let out a sad smile.

"What can I do?" My voice was shaking, and I'm not sure why.

"This phase will fly by, I promise. Someday, you'll drop her off and she won't even notice that you're gone."

This would be the first time I've ever left Kianna with someone else. Kyla used to do it all the time and not think twice.

I sat her down on the couch, and asked, "Don't you want to stay with Grandma?"

"I wanna stay with you."

For that split second, I was tempted to stay. She sounded just like her mother when she said that.

"They want us to break up." I told her with slight anger but mostly disappointment.

"I don't want to. I wanna stay with you. I can't see myself with anyone but you."

"I know. I wanna stay with you too." I wrapped her in a hug, and she leaned her head into my chest.

I have to break myself away from her. Someday Kianna will be starting school, and I know I won't be able to just show up to make sure she's doing alright.

I looked over and saw that Mom was distracting Kianna. I know why. She's giving me an opportunity to sneak out without Kianna noticing.

Thank God for short attention spans.

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