I was sitting on the couch in the jet talking to joe when I received an excruciating pain in my lower stomach, my face screwed up in agony and screamed making joe jump and look at me in fear, I grabbed my stomach and looked down trying to see through the cloud of tears in my eyes. "nick!" joe yelled holding onto me, "have you checked your levels?" he asked, I shook my head "it hurts joey" I sobbed and grabbed onto his t-shirt tightly, "it's okay nick" he whispered "kevin!" he yelled, "yea-nick!" kevin panicked as soon as he walked into the room ( photos/jb_addict/3739642089 ), "check his levels" joe asked, kevin nodded and pricked my finger, placed my blood on the strip then set it in the machine, "you need to have sugar" he spoke softly "frankie!" he called out. A giggling little boy came running in ( photos/hug4eachjonas/2053344490/ ) "wes" he said smiling not noticing me, "can you go find something sugary and sweet for nick" he pointed to me "as fast as you can", frankie turned to me the smile that was there soon faded when he saw my condition "i'll swave woo nwicky" he ran out than ran back in with a packet of skittles and gave them to joe, "thanks frankie.. here nick" joe lifted my head and tipped a couple in my mouth, I immediately spat them out, "they are sour.. ew" I coughed, "well thats all I have" joe spoke to kevin, kevin shrugged by now I was half asleep "unless you suck the sour off joe seeing as they are yours then give them to him" kevin suggested,