I was supposed to upload this next week but I couldn't resist you guys. :)

"Boys, please sit down." The curly haired woman choked out. Her eyes were red and puffy from the previous crying she had done when she had received the devastating news.

The three boys sat down on the couch across from their parents without making a noise, except for the leather squeaking as the settled in on the couch.

"Boys," Their father took in a deep breath. "Today your mother and I found out a very heart wrenching news about two of you guys's closest friends." He looked at his three sons. Their eyes were filled with such confusion. "One of them died. The other is in a very unstable condition."

The boys were too afraid to ask, too afraid of the possible answer. But after what seemed like a long minute, the eldest one spoke up and asked; "W-who are they?"The once quiet mother of the boys couldn't hold it any longer. She let out a loud sob and broke down in her loving husband's arms.

Joe felt a large lump in his throat. He had a feeling that he knew the two friends and he didn't want to hear the names said.

"They were Demi and Miley." The father looked at them in sympathy. "They were driving back from dinner out with their friends. The paparazzi were surrounding the car trying to take a picture. The flashes blinded Miley, one event led to another and-"

"And they crashed." Nick finished. His lip quivered at the thought of them getting hurt. He didn't want to hear the rest of the story. He didn't want to know which one of them died. It was too painful.

"They ran a red light by accident and a truck smashed into the drivers side." Mr. Jonas's voice cracked as he finished telling the news to his sons.

Tears began streaming down the three boys eyes. Nick couldn't believe his ears. He wanted this to just all be a dream. He wanted to wake up from this nightmare.

Nick stood up and paced in front of the door. "Do I even have to asked who died?" He sobbed.

"Nicholas…" His mother, too, sobbed. She didn't have to finish the sentence for Nick to find out who it was.

Nick felt a large lump in his throat. It felt as though a part of him had just been ripped away. "No! You're lying!" His parents looked at him with such sympathy. Nick let out another sob. "This isn't fair!" He punched the door, leaving a large hole. He grabbed his hand he used to punch with and cried. No one has ever seen him break down like this, not even when his grandfather died.

Joe stood up and walked over to his brother who was leaning on the wall sobbing. He pulled him into a tight hug. "It'll be okay." He soothed.

Nick pushed his brother of him, earning a confused look. "It's not okay! It will never be okay! The girl I love died, Joe. She fuckin' died!" Joe winced at his brothers chosen word. Nick grabbed the door knob of the dressing room and opened the door. He sighed and turned around, facing his family. "I-I'm sorry. I really need some time alone right now." He left the dressing room and slammed the door shut. The whole family was speechless from the youngest Jonas's meltdown.

"I need to see her." Joe tugged on the ends of his hair. His parents nodded, giving him the approval of leaving and flying back to California.

"I'll go with you." The eldest of the three spoke up. "You're not going alone. You're going to end up doing stupid."


"Wh-what r-room is Demi Lovato i-in?" Joe stammered, scratching the back of his head in the process. He was total mess. His hair was sticking out from all kinds of places, he was starting to become stubbly around the chin area, and his eyes were bloodshot red. He was restless the whole four hour flight from New York to Los Angeles. He couldn't help but imagine at how Demi looked like. Whenever he tried closing his eyes, he saw a delicate girl bruised up and and covered with bloody bandages laying on a hospital bed. Joe would cry every time he would imagine the painful image of the girl he once called his.

The nurse looked up from the clipboard she was examining and gave him a sympathetic smile. "She's in room 254. It's down the hall, the first room to your right. You wont miss it, her family is sitting on the couch right outside." Joe nodded and managed to murmur a thank you.

He walked down the hallway of sick and injured patients, his older brother trailing right behind him. As he neared the family on the couch, his heart started to ache and the lump that was once in his throat was back. Demi's mother heard footsteps come near and she lifted her head off of her eldest daughters should and saw two thirds of the Jonas Brothers.

"Joseph!" She gasped. Tears in her eyes began to form once again and sobs were let out. Joe pulled her into his arms as she continued to sob. Once she had pulled herself together, she looked into Joe's eyes and asked; "Are you sure you'd want to go in there?" That's when Joe knew this was serious. Without hesitation, he nodded. The 40 year old woman pointed to the white door with the number 245 largely painted on it.

Joe slowly opened the door with his eyes closed shut, afraid to see what state Demi was in. Once he had finally had the guts, he opened his eyes and saw her lifeless body lying on the hospital bed, with numerous wires connected to her body. She had gauze wrapped around her head, he could perfectly see the red liquid trying to make it's way out of it. Her face was badly bruised, and a purple cast was on her arm.

Joe slowly walked towards her, not letting his gaze be torn away from the now damaged body of hers. He grabbed her hand and let out a sob. "Once I find who did this to you, I will kill them."

"Do you really think that will solve anything?" A little girl's voice asked. Joe turned around and saw a little version of Demi standing in the doorway. "Joe, I love my sister and none of us wanted this to happen to her. But I don't think killing the selfish scumbag who did this to her will solve your problems."

Joe smiled at her. She sounded just like Demi. She was mature for her age and it reminded him of Demi a lot. "I didn't actually mean it, Mads."

"You didn't mean it, but you want to because you think it's what Demi wants."

Joe was speechless. "Mads…" Madison just shook her head and gave him small smile.

"They were on their way to the airport." Madison blurted.

"What?" Joe looked at the little 10 year old girl with utter confusion.

"They were on their way to the airport to go to New York. They wanted to watch you guys's New York show."

"Wha- How did you know?"

"I over heard them in Demi's room the day before. They bought the tickets and everything. They were going to show up on stage dressed up as Big Rob. Miley was the one the brought it up, she wanted to help Demi patch things up with you again. And-"

"And flying out to New York was the plan she came up with."

"Miley's sort of a spontaneous person." Madison smiled. The young girl walked over to Joe and gave him a hug. She buried her head in his stomach. When she had finally pulled away, she looked at Joe and said; "I miss her. She was the only person who didn't look at my sister differently after rehab. Miley brought back the smiles and laughter to Demi."

"I miss her too. We all miss her, especially Nick." He let out a deep sigh, remembering how Nick reacted to the news.

"I wish we could go back in time to fix it." A small tear rolled off of her cheek.

"Listen, God wanted this to happen. He wanted Miley to come back into His kingdom. We should just be happy that now, Miley's up there, looking down at us."

"Wh-what if God takes Demi too?" Madison looked at Joe, her lip quivering. She didn't like the thought of her older sister leaving her and her family.

A tear escaped from Joe's hazel eyes. "I guess we'll have to accept His actions."

"Thank you, Joe."

"Thank you for what?"

"I couldn't talk to anyone about this. I wanted to, but it hurt people too much. I tried talking to Dallas, she ended up breaking down. I'm tired of holding it in." More tears spilled out of the young actress's eyes.

"It's okay to cry at times. You don't have to put up a brace face, Mads." Joe gave her a reassuring smile.

A subtle knock on the door caught their attention. "Hi." The black haired girl said with a soft smile on her face. Just like everyone, she had red eyes and messy hair.

"Selena." Joe said in shock.

It's short :\ Writing this honestly made me cry. Just a little warning, this story will be a very tearful one.

-Natalie