No posting starts tomorrow! Gonna miss you guys!
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Joe’s POV.
I stop breathing and wait for the person to move. Then there’s a knock on the door and my heart stops. I pick up Brooke and tuck her in under the covers because of lack of better protective places. I can’t go and put her on the bathroom floor, now can I? I walk over to the door with my heart thudding loudly in my ears. I peer through the peephole and relax slightly when I see Sean standing there. I’m still nervous nonetheless when I open the door.
“Hello, Mr. Jonas. I’m sorry to bother you,” Sean starts. I step outside and pull the door closed behind me. Though I make sure to leave it open a crack so I can get back inside afterwards.
“It’s okay,” I say, encouraging him to keep speaking.
“There was a call to the front desk. It was um… Mrs. Denise Jonas… She asked me if you could call her back,” Sean says nervously. I smile and nod.
“Of course. Thank you for bringing the message,” I thank him genuinely.
“Of course. Have a nice day,” Sean replies before turning around. I step back into the room and realize I was nervous over nothing. I exhale loudly and lock the door again. I’m getting way too paranoid. I fish my phone out of my pocket. Then suddenly I get a strange feeling. Mom has my cell phone number, obviously. Why wouldn’t she just call my cell and would she call the motel? I feel nauseous as I speed dial Mom.
“Hello, sweetheart,” she says when she picks up.
“Hi, Mom…” I reply hesitantly.
“I see the concierge man was nice enough to get you to call me,” she says. It sounds like she’s smiling. I’m confused.
“Yeah. Why didn’t you just call my cell phone?” I ask curiously.
“I guess I could’ve done that. I don’t know why. I guess I just wanted to know you checked in for sure…” Mom replies slowly. I exhale and don’t stress the fact anymore. Moving on…
“So why are you calling?” I ask.
“I wanted to see if everything was okay over there,” Mom replies. I nod then realize she can’t see me.
“Yes. We’re fine. Brooke’s resting at the moment and I’m keeping a close eye on her… How is everyone over there?” I inquire. I just realized how difficult it’s going to be to keep an eye on everyone from here. At least when I was with them, I could attempt to cheer Nick up a bit. Now I’m stuck and I can’t help him. I feel suddenly guilty. I look over at Brooke, who looks like she’s in an uneasy sleep, and the guilt disappears. I’m here to protect my girlfriend.
“Jennifer and Larry are still in a horrible state, which is to be expected. I wouldn’t get by if one of my sons would be gone… But Nick is doing much better, which pleasures me greatly,” Mom replies. I smile at the thought of my brother doing better. Thank God.
“Sweetie, your father is calling me. Stay safe,” Mom says. I tell her I love her, then hang up. I turn around to look at Brooke’s sleeping form. But to my surprise, she’s sitting up and looking at me.
“Hey, sweetheart,” I say, smiling at her. The thought of Nick doing better is still in my mind, so my mood has improved.
“Hi…” Brooke mumbles. I scoot over to her and run my fingers through her hairs, brushing them down a little. She smiles.
“How’s Nick doing?” she asks.
“Nick’s doing better,” I reply with a small smile. To my surprise, Brooke smiles back. It makes my heart soar to see her with anything other than a sad look on her face. She moves closer to me and gets on her knees. She crawls over to me completely and sits down on my lap. She takes my face in her two hands and kisses me tenderly. I kiss her back and my mind is reeling. What is with the sudden change of attitude? I’m extremely thrilled, don’t get me wrong, but I don’t understand why. She pulls away and caresses my cheek.
“I’m happy Nick is doing better…” Brooke says with a smile.
“Me too,” I second. She kisses me again and tugs on my bottom lip softly with her teeth. I smile through the kiss and then she pulls away. I don’t want to ruin the mood, but I kind of want to know what’s gotten into her. I decide not to ask her.
“Joe… I think there’s something I need to tell you. About Alex. And you probably won’t like it, but I’m ready to talk about it…” Brooke says then, smiling. My eyes grow wide. Though I’m still slightly confused, why is she smiling?
“You’re not answering,” Brooke says, her expression changing. Her forehead wrinkles and she scrunches up her nose.
“Sorry, yeah. That’s… great actually, Brooke. Thank you for trusting me,” I say and kiss her. She pulls away and crawls into the bed. She looks at me and smiles again.
“Ready?”
“Ready.”
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ohhh excellent. so sad your leaving. have fun in london! also im jealous you have a cool umbrella. i wish i had a cool umbrella
j3call 2 years ago
YOu have no idea how happy you made me by mentioning my umbrella! :D:D:D
And don't worry, I'll be back in like, 4 days :)
Shay081793 2 years ago