Kevin the Comforter Joa FanFiction
Chapter one; Joan's Nightmare
Joan, woke up in the middle of the night, bathing in sweat.
She had a nightmare, a terrible nightmare.
A group of guys and girls, all dressed in black, had been chasing her with knives drawn, ready to stab her!
She had tried to go back to sleep, but sleep wouldn't come, as she was too shaken up. The nightmare had seemed so realistic, she'd even felt the breath of two of the chasers in her neck! How was that for real! Giving in to the sleeplessness, Joan, got out of bed, grabbed her bathrobe, that was haning on a knob, to the right of her bedroom door and put it on, before entering the dimly lit hallway. Closing the door softly behind her, as not to awaken the rest of the Girardi family members, she headed to the right and entered the room closest to the staircase on her left hand side.
This was her older brother Kevin's room. Joan, needed his comfort tonight, just like she had needed it up till the age of 8, whenever, she had a nightmare about a mad cow, chasing her, wanting to grab her! Quietly, she shut the door behind her. The room she had entered, was completly dark. She, could hear her brother's breathing, as she moved closer to his bed.
"Kevin. Kevin, I had a nightmare!" Joan, muttered between several sobs.
Still half in dreamland, Kevin, reached out his right hand, grabbed his right leg, directly above the knee, pulled it to the left , which shifted his body from his back, onto his left side, making enough space for Joan to lie down, behind him. It moved Joan, to see what an effort, Kevin, obviously and so willingly took, to make space for her, in his bed.
Still sobbing, Joan uttered "Thanx, Kevin!"
"You gonna be oaky Joan?" Kevin, said drowsily.
"Yeah, I'll be okay, I just needed your comfort!" Joan replied, now crying, as at that moment Kevin, was as understanding and caring, as before the accident. Something, which she hadn't experienced for more than a year! As lately he'd been bitter, depressed, frustrated, obnoxious and full of self-pity. It was as if someone else, had taken possession of her beloved, caring and a little bit arrogant older brother's body. Sometimes, his arrogance, had annoyed her, but she'd rather he be twice as arrogant and half as depressed and angry at everything and everybody, including her, as he'd been since the accident.
"If you're okay, then why're you crying?" Kevin whispered inquiringly, turning his head, so that he looked into Joan's tearfilled eyes and her eyes locked on his, detecting some concern.
"Because, you, took the effort, to make enough space for me, to lie down! Also, you, asked me, if I was alright. Those two gestures, showed me, the side of you, that I've been missing so much, the past year! It seems as though, you have regained possession of your body and chased the angry, bitter monster, that I, fear away!""You fear me and think of me as a monster!" Kevin whispered, concern sounding through in his voice.
"At this moment, you're the brother I know and love, you're friendly, caring and considerate, comforting me after my horrible nightmare. I wish you would be like this most of the time, as
during the past year, there have been so many times, that I just couldn't figure you out. Your anger, bitterness and depressive moods freightens me. The anger, because I don't know when I, can talk to you without you shouting at me! Your bitterness, as you seem to hold the world, responsible for your paralysis. Your depressive moods, because at times, it seems as though you, don't care wether you live or die, all you do, is sit in this room in solitude, banning everyone, who cares about you, out off your life!" Joan, said in a low, serious tone of voice. You used to be, rather good natured most of the time, now you're mostly a jerk! Okay, a lot of things changed, after you broke your back; not being able to walk, feel or control certain parts of your bod, I'm not gonna pretend to know, how you feel, 'cause I don't. If you'd just let the rest of the family, in on how you feel every now and then, things might be easier for you to handle emotionally. Then, you might not be so frustrated and angry all the time! Mom wouldn't be so worried about you, wasting away in this room or killing you self! Luke and I wouldn't avoid you, like we do now, as your negative mood swings, are too much for us to handle!" Joan was dead serious and Kevin knew that.
Kevin just looked at Joan, with a spaced out expression, she knew her brother was lost in his own thoughts and let him be for the moment, waiting for him to speak.
"You two actually avoid me? Wow, I didn't know that! I admit to having mood swings and not being much fun to be around. Talking about feelings, isn't one of my strong points, it never has been and probably never will be, as I'm obviously physically vulenerable, I don't want to show my emotional vulenerability, as that'd leave me open for attack on all fronts and I my pride wouldn't let that happen, what's left of it anyways!"