Jonas

Jonas walked Jill to the door some time around four after having spent a great deal of time lounging around in bed. She wasn't upset, no far from it as she put her shoes back onto her feet. Pushing her dark brown hair back only for her bangs to fall back down above her eyebrows.

"Are you sure you don't need me to be there?" Jonas asked, watching as Jill got down to tie her shoe, the white shoe strings of her converse looking a little dirty.

"Jojo I'll be fine, I'll just ask my Aunt Maddie to come with. I trust her and I dunno, I just feel more comfortable being there with another woman who's gone through the same thing," she said, shooting Jonas a look of remorse.

He understood and simply said, "Alright, but I thought I told you to stop calling me that."

"You know me better than to ask me that," Jill quipped, giving Jonas a look.

Huffing Jonas pulled her into a hug. "Text me once you've made it home."

"I will," Jill said softly, giving Jonas a squeeze before letting him go.

He almost didn't want her to let go but he did, not wanting to make the hug more awkward or upset his friend again. He walked her down the hall to the elevator though, and spent the whole short walk, though short in reality it felt like forever, trying to think of something to say to her. Jill was the only one of his friends that really knew him. They told each other everything. They were just two kids seeking comfort in the knowledge that they weren't alone. It only felt right to do all he could to be there for her.

Hugging Jill once more after pressing the elevator call button Jonas said, "I love you. Just thought you should know cause I don't say it enough."

"I know," Jill said, "I love you too."

Feeling cold for some odd reason Jonas waited until the elevator doors closed before leaving, dragging his socked feet on the carpeted floor. It wasn't until he went back inside that his body was racked with silent sobs.

The crying lasted only a few seconds but Jonas still felt awful nonetheless. He quickly went into the bathroom with a pair of joggers and a face towel to wash up. He didn't want to be the cause of any regrets Jill may have but he knew there was a big chance Jill was probably crying in her car right now but he wouldn't deprive her what semblance of control she'd taken over the situation by hurting her pride like that. Jill may have bared her soul to him at times but he'd never seen her cry, it was a rare sight to see.

David was off at the office handling some business arrangement, which meant he was now left at home with Nick. The past few months he hadn't been able to spend much time with either of his parents so once he got changed and he'd composed himself he immediately went to knock on his father's bedroom door.

"Uh, Dad," Jonas said. There he was, standing at the end of the hall in the old pair of oversized joggers he changed into, house shoes now on his feet and the cinnamon twists that neither Jonas nor Jill, unsurprisingly, felt like eating. "Can I come in?"

"Of course, the doors open."

A little hesitant Jonas stepped into the room. When he first moved in with his fathers they kept trying to get him to open up with reassurances that he could come to them for anything and that no matter how bad it was they'd be on his side. Of course 15 year old Jonas wanted nothing to do with them but then in a moment, much like this one, his emotions became too much to handle and he was in desperate need of a hug or attention of some kind after a hard day. And there he was now.

Setting the box of cinnamon twists on the nightstand Jonas crawled into bed beside his father who was half-heartedly paying the TV attention. The Law & Order theme played in the back ground as Nick embraced Jonas with open arms. In return Jonas grabbed hold him too, burying his face into his chest.

"Are you gonna tell me or do I have to ask?" Nick said softly, rubbing his shoulder.

"I'm not allowed to say... I just really wanted somebody to hold me."

"Does it have anything to do with why Jill was here earlier? I saw her going into the bathroom around the same time I was trying to fix myself a snack. You two haven't been hanging out as much as of lately."

"Because of that stupid boyfriend of hers. She didn't used to be like that, I mean I get that she can't always make time for me but Timmy... He's a whole other problem altogether. He just comes off as so- why am I gossiping to you about this?" Jonas tried to laugh it off, it was already dying off as his father didn't return it with a smile of his own.

"Because you care about your friend. You and Jill have known each other for what, three years now? And of all the friends you've made since I've never seen you so open around anyone, you got way better at it during your Junior year but Jill just brings out-"

"What, the good parts of me?" Jonas quipped, lips curving into a goofy smile.

"Well yes. You're putting yourself out there more, taking chances and what not, getting brazen." He says the last part with a disapproving glance out the corner of his eye. Before Jonas can jump to his own defense Nick says, "And I understand it. That new friend of yours is going through some things too but you have to understand that I worry a lot. What's he like anyway? Because you wouldn't have stayed overnight for no reason."

Frowning Jonas sat up and quickly hugged his knees to his chest. "What's that supposed to mean? I can spend the night with a friend."

"Not one you just met only a week ago. You like him, and when you like a person you tend to act out of character and do stuff you don't normally do. Like spend the night with a stranger."

"He's not a stranger he's my friend and I stayed because he was upset and I didn't want to leave him alone in that state..." Frowning to himself Jonas shrugged his shoulders. "I dunno, I just thought about what I would want someone to do for me if I were in that situation."

"Well you did the right thing. I just wish you would have informed us first."

Rolling his eyes Jonas sat up. "I think I'm gonna go back to my room, it's starting to get late anyway and I have to head out for classes early tomorrow."

Nick nodded his head, giving Jonas a soft look. But Jonas couldn't bring himself to get up, instead he burrowed underneath the cover to lie down.

"I'm guessing you're spending the evening watching TV with me huh?" Nick asked, looking down as Jonas shook his head, cuddling up so close he was almost under him. "You're spending the whole night here. You know Davey and I had plans right?"

Jonas could tell Nick's tone that his father was joking but it doesn't stop him from feigning disgust. "Oh God, I don't need to hear about it."

"Very funny. But we were supposed to be watching a movie marathon together, though now that I'm thinking about I have kinda been in the mood lately and you've been going out more..."

"Okay I can't tell if you're joking anymore."

"Jonas you're my everything, I wouldn't place something so trivial above making sure you feel safe and happy. Now be quiet, the show was just getting good."