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Uploaded by on May 2, 2010

I knew something was up. But I certainly did not expect this. My chest went heavy along with my breath. My knees felt numb. I was feeling things from all different directions. Tired. Frustrated. Confused. Angry. Betrayed .. Hurt. "Why couldn't you just tell me, Demi? Better yet, why didn't you just cheat on me and lie about THAT!?" I ran, not even waiting for anyone else's reaction. I honestly did, would have wanted to find out she was unfaithful. This was her life, we were talking about. When I got out of her house, it was raining out. I quickly entered the black SUV I had arrived in, avoiding a few stubborn reporters still being pushed away by security. I slammed the car door closed and stared at the door. I lifted my head up and tried to get air in my lungs, taking deeps breaths. I took my hand off the tinted window and shut my eyes, hoping I'd wake up from this nightmare. But when I opened them, I was still in the SUV. I watched the raindrops hit the window and slide down. This wasn't a nightmare; this was real. I sat back in my seat and leaned my head on the window.
"Joseph Adam!" My dad appeared on the opposite side of the car and quickly slid in, slightly wet from the rain. "You get back in there, Joe. I did not raise you to be so rude."
I glanced up at Demi's bedroom window, through my car window.
"Demi is going through so much and she doesn't deserve what you did, back there."
"Dad .." I whispered weakly. My eyes slowly closed, causing a tear to escape from each eye. "Please. Lets just .. go." The car grew silent. I managed to brush my face off with the back of my hand. I heard our engine turn on and I glanced back up at her bedroom window. I don't deserve this, either, Demi. I looked down, still leaning on my window. I'm sorry, baby. I looked away and watched the rain hit my window as we pulled out of her driveway. Another wetness landed on the window beside me. But this time? It wasn't the rain.

*
The past few days have been a daze. I was on auto-pilot for almost twenty hours in a day, for a week. I haven't been getting much sleep. Our Jonas Brothers schedules were crazy. From interviews, press conferences, promos, shootings, to random performances. You name it. I was thankful for the hecticness. It kept my mind out of my personal life. But the work was nothing compared to how much my personal life was wearing me out. I was falling apart. Demi and I haven't talked in more than a week. She hasn't tried contacting me either. Disney has gotten word about Demi. Dad told me they were upset that Dianne hadn't told them from the beginning. They were doing damage control. What happened "that night" was talked about everywhere. Twitter. Youtube. Gossip channels. But like I said, Disney's damage control took care of it. My family knew not to talk about the situation for my sake and sanity. I flashed another smile at the applausing studio audience. If only they new ..

*
Today was Easter Sunday. My brothers and I were scheduled to perform at the Angel Stadium. I was still completely out of it. Nick suggested we went with something easier and we settled with A Little Bit Longer and Gotta Find You. We were in the middle of ALBL right now. I was a big emotional wreck these days and everyone knew it. Just one small thing could occur, and I would stop talking for the rest of the day or be annoyingly gloomy. I couldn't help it. I couldn't help but think about Demi with everything that would happen to me in a day. It's like, I'd look at the guitar and feel so crappy just because I knew Demi was a passionate musician. Or maybe even, stare at my coffee the whole time and not drink it just because I knew Demi loved it. She was everywhere in my mind. The ALBL lyrics weren't helping either. Then, it was time for Gotta Find You. I'm not gonna lie. I put my heart and soul into it. Just because it reminded me of Camp Rock memories with Demi. I realized I've passed up so many moments to be with her. "You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing .." And now it was too late. She had cancer and I could lose her any moment. I was lucky that the audience wasn't close enough to see whats on my face because I could've sworn I cried. "Been feeling lost, can't find the words to say .." Nick noticed. He backed me up and started back up vocals, the both of us hoping it wasn't noticeable. "Where you are, is where I wanna be. Oh, next to you, and you next to me .." I wanted to be with her and I was going to do just that, right after this.

*
Her door was open. Dianne let me into the house, letting me know how much she appreciated my visit. I almost felt like I didn't belong here anymore. For some reason, it didn't feel the same. My hand hid in my front pockets as I entered her room. They curled into fists, by instinct when I saw her.

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  • which song is this????// ?

  • poor joe :(

  • what song is this

  • sooo good but soo sad ):

  • :O

    Uh oh

  • Is so sad... I think that Gotta find you means so much more... is like, a whole new thing not just romantically speaking...

  • Is that the end? Cuz if so. I dont fet it. He was mad wheen he saw her......

  • poor demi and joe

  • Love it <3

  • poor everyone!

    this is so realistic, if this happened in real life, OMFG.

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