Chapter 7: Trophies, and Concussions

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GPOV:

I woke up rolling over feeling deeply refreshed. Letting out a sigh noting how content I was I'd never woken this way before I've never felt so happy. Looking around I noted the fact that the reason for this beautiful awakening was nowhere to be found, so apparently I'd drempt that. However I clearly rembered curly brown hair, loving brown eyes and a sweet smile laying next to me. It was obviously a Lucas brother I just didn't know which one and whoever it was had kissed me so lightly but with so much love that it woke me up.

So I was dreaming I had put that much together but why it left a pleasant knot in my stomach and tears in my eyes I would never fully understand. Besides its not like I felt anything besides friendship for the brothers. Shaking the dream the best I could I made my way downstairs where I could smell fresh muffins.

"Good morning everybody!" I said as I skipped into the kitchen, my mom looked surprised by my behavior same with my dad, but Nick just smiled. I sat down and enjoyed breakfast it was my favorite after all, home made poppyseed muffins, it couldn't get any better. After we finished eating I looked at Nick and said "Ready to put your muscles to good us?" the laugh that escaped his lips was priceless "Yeah Grace my muscles are dying for a workout!" Today was going to be a good day, it was that simple.

That thought was proven right later on in the day, we had moved everything back into my room, we had even made the bed. Now we were sitting on the floor each trying to even out our breathing after the intense work we had just done. My room was perfect, looking exactly how I'd pictured it, I couldn' believe that two teenagers had pulled this off in just one weekend. I was about to express my gratitude when my dad called up the stairs informing us that Nick's mom was here to take him home.

"Thanks for all your help this weekend Nick I really appreciate it!"

"No problem besides you did provide me with my first day of freedom so I think the weekend was well spent!"

"Yeah I agree."

"Well I guess I'll see you at school tomorrow, thanks for letting me stay here!"

"Yeah sure thing!" He went in for a hug which made me nervous so it ended up being a really weird half hug thing.

"Bye."

KPOV:

The drive home was quiet, granted that was probably because this go around I brought my own car so that I wouldn't have to ride on the bus. Last night I had set my alarm for six am so that I could get a head start, the sooner I get home the sooner I get Nick away from Grace. Honestly the images of Grace asleep in Nick's arms were getting stronger with every passing mile marker. Seven hours after leaving the hotel and I'm now twenty minutes away from home. I wondered what would be waiting for me, would my brothers be home, would Grace be there, would…. DEER. Alright enough with the wondering it almost killed me just like they say "Curiosity killed the cat."

Sitting on the shoulder of the interstate, I was starting to get paranoid that there was something out here besides me, it was probably just the adrenaline rush from almost going head on with a deer. Getting ready to continue the rest of the drive home in the corner of my eye I saw, the lemur I bought in the seat next to me. It eye's so similar to Grace's seemed to be telling me get out of here and go home, who was I not to listen to the stuffed animal. 'Pedal to the medal' I zoomed down the highway not looking back once.

Walking in my front door suitcase and trophy in hand I couldn't wait to show Nick.

"Hey anybody home?"

"Yeah were in the living room"

"Oh." As I turned the corner what I saw is something I never expected, Nick was passed out in the lazy boy, while Joe was propped up on the couch with his head bandaged.

"What happened?"

"Well Nick is exhuasted from working all weekend and for some reason he didn't sleep last night, Joe here got sick while we were camping and fell over getting a huge gash in his head plus a concussion."

"Is he ok?"

"Yes he will be fine he just has to take it easy this week which means no school until at least Tuesday and even then probably only half days or something. So how did your team do in regionals?"

"We took second place and are going to nationals." Picking up the trophy and handing it over to my dad.

"Congrats, well you had a long drive so dinner is in the oven why don't you go unpack then we can eat and I think everyone will be going to straight to bed tonight."

"Ok sounds good!"
In my room alone I was allowed to ponder over what had happened to my brothers this weekend, my dad's words kept weaving into my thoughts as if on replay. For some reason he didn't sleep last night, if my parents didn't know why he wasn't sleeping then he must not have slept here, which meant he was probably at Grace's. Footsteps on the stairs pulled me out of my thoughts:

"Kev, mom says to tell you dinner is ready! Are you ok?"

"Hey Frankster, yeah I'm fine I'll be right down ok." Eyeing my trophy Frankie continued.

"Cool you got a trophy that's better than my audition and Joe's concussion put together!"

"What are you talking about 'your audition'?"

"My manager called on Friday and asked me to go to California to audition for a movie, and I'm pretty sure I got the part." Wow he was really put together for an eight year old.

"Oh so who took you if Dad was camping."

"Mom,duh."

"Right, so did Nick go with you?"

"No he stayed with Grace and her family!"

"Oh." I could only imagine what my face looked like at the moment, contorted in pain. My worst nightmare was coming true, not only was Nick extremely close to Grace now but he probably even got to hold her in his arms. Breath in, out, in, out, ok good job now pull yourself together man you still have a shot, right ok. Better.

"Frankie I think we should go down for dinner now you know how Mom gets when we make her wait!"

"Yeah come on lets go." He was practically dragging me down the stairs since I couldn't get my mind to force a simle on my face and make my feet move at the same time.

"Hi Mom!"

"Hi sweetie I missed you around here, your dad told me that the team took second. That is amazing!"

"Yeah it really is, so how was your weekend?"

"Good, exhuasting, but good. I think Frankie nailed himself a part in a movie!"

"He told me that's awesome."

"Yeah do me a favor honey, and go wake up you brothers."

"Yeah no problem."

"Thanks."

No matter how hard I shook Nick or how loud I screamed his name he wouldn't even flinch obviously he needed the sleep and since I didn't want to hear what exactly happened with Grace I was fine with leaving him asleep. Joe on the other hand had woken up as soon as I whispered his name apparently his head ache wasn't letting him fall into a deep sleep. We ate dinner in silence partly because my mom kept dozing off, my dad wasn't much of a small talker, Joe couldn't handle any extra noise, and I was a prisoner to my thoughts. A few minutes later I found that I had walked myself upstairs and dressed myself in pajama's apparently I was ready for bed. I climbed onto the matress and tried my hardest to fall asleep but I ended up staring at the ceiling going through all the possible things that could have taken place this weekend, eventually though my 6 o'clock morning caught up with me and I drifted off to sleep.

JPOV:

Sunday was exhausting, after I had fallen back to sleep on the ground my dad and carl had taken me to the nearest hospital which is where I woke up. The doctor informed me that I had never actually fallen asleep I was really passing out over and over which is why I didn't remember a whole lot. The doctor also told me that I had a decent sized gash in my head, I had lost a lot of blood, and gotten a major concussion. As if the internal war wasn't bad enough of a head ache now this had to happen, I was incoherent all day, finally around 9 o'clock it was a decent enough time for me to crawl into bed. Thinking back over the events of the day I remembered the doctor asking me if I had any idea why I might be passing out, informing him that I had an intense migrane all day he asked if that's why I broke my best friends nose. The comment had caused me to lose it and caused me to start balling in front of a complete stranger letting out all the frustration I've felt over the past week, after the tears stopped he told me that he was going to send me to a councelor. He thinks I have some sort of issue going on that won't allow me to function normally and is causing my emotions to go chaotic.

Tomorrow is my first appointment and honestly I couldn't care less maybe this person could help who knows, my parents said I only had to go once and then they would let me decide. I didn't always think that my parents were cool but this was a step up for them. It wasn't long after going through the events of today and fretting about tomorrow that my eyes stopped fighting and willingly closed, welcoming the images of Stella and Grace into my dream.

NPOV:

After leaving Grace's house I realized how tired I really was, truth is I didn't sleep a wink last night as predicted. Every time I rolled over I felt a longing for her that would not be fulfilled, and when my eyes would close images of her would flood my mind which only made the longing worse. So I put in movie after movie and stayed up watching them trying to distract myself, that was until Mrs. Davis came downstairs to start breakfast. Since I had nothing better to do I helped her make the poppyseed muffins and loved every minute of it. She reminded me a lot of my mom she was just a nice, sweet, older lady who loved her daughter with everything in her.

The morning flew by after that and before I knew it my mom was there to pick me up. We had moved all the furniture back into Grace's room and it looked incredible well worth the exhaustion it forced on me. I didn't want to leave Grace but I doubted that my mom would allow me to move in so I had no options. Grace thanked me and told me goodbye, I stupidly went in for a hug and made things really awkward. However the minute her right arm wrapped around me the world stood still, it was incredible to have her that close even when she fell asleep in my lap she wasn't that close. But now it had been hours since I left Grace's place and the feeling of the touch was still lingering around me, even as my eyes fell shut and I started dreaming I could still feel the hug.

We were racing as if it was the most natural thing in the world, except we were no longer on the go cart track. Instead we were on the street they had roads blocked off for us to race, Grace was ahead of me just out of my reach for most of the race and as hard as I tried I could never catch up with her. As we went around the last corner I saw that Grace was going to turn into some alley way probably thinking it was a shortcut but something was telling me that the only thing it would shorten would be her life. 'Grace please don't turn, don't go that way, Grace!' it didn't matter how loud I screamed she couldn't hear me she was to far seconds later I heard a crash and then a terrifying explosion, a chill ran down my spine and tears pricked at my eyes. I got out of my cart as fast as I could making my way into the alley her cart was on fire and the front was crunched, 'Grace! Ca n you hear me where are you?' please God don't let her be in the cart please. That's when something in the corner caught my eye, turning around I saw Grace crumpled on the ground. Blood was pouring from a massive gash in her head, the only thing I could do was pick her up and hold her close. Her voice was heaven to my hears but her words were just the opposite 'I'm sorry but I have to go, Nick' a simple phrase that would normally just mean bye but this time it meant we would be separated forever. As her body went limp in my arms and her eyes rolled back the tears spilled over and I found myself alone holding her lifeless body as if it was the only thing keeping me here. The pain gradually increased and I started screaming 'No,no, no, why did you take her from me God how could you do this?'

I sat up with a bolt my breathing was ragged and tears were falling down my cheeks. The dreams had been amazing at the beginning I guess they had to go bad at some point. I looked around trying to get my barrings I was in the lazy boy recliner, that meant I was downstairs but it was dark what time is it? My eyes finding the grandfather clock with ease I registered that it was 2:47. No wonder everyone was in bed, however I wasn't tired anymore granted I had been asleep since two in the afternoon so I'd already slept for twelve hours. I quietly went up stairs and made my way into the mini recording studio. I grabbed my guitar and spent the remaining hours playing random notes trying to chase the dream away.