//One. Nick's POV.
"Nick. Go get your sisters for dinner" my mom said. I sighed. "Do I have to? Last time I called Nat and Steph they almost ate my head off!" I complained. She glared at me sternly. "I don't care. Nick, they're younger than you. Go" she said. I grumpily got up and walked upstairs. "Nat! Get your ash to dinner now!" I ordered.
You can tell me that there's nobody else (but I feel it)
You can tell me that you're home by yourself (but I see it)
You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want, but I know, I know
Your love is just a lie
It's nothing but a lie
I sighed. Nat was well.. emoish gothish. She listened to music with deep meaning. I watched as the door flung open. There stood an angry black haired aqua-blue streaked haired girl. "What?" she asked behind gritted teeth. Her hands were rolled up into fists. "Dinner" I said simply. She walked to the stairs. "Mom! I don't feel good! Can I skip dinner?" she asked loudly. She was in black pj bottoms with two big white skulls and a black t-shirt with a red heart in half. "Honey. I want to have atleast one family meal together" she replied. I snickered and Nat glared at me making me stop. She smirked then stuck her ankle in the doorway. She slammed the door on her ankle making it turn red. She then let out a bloodcurdling scream. I ran to her.
"What the hell was that for?" I asked between gritted teeth. Joe and Kevin came rushing out and mom and dad came running upstairs. Steph and Frankie soon followed from their rooms. "Nat? Baby? What happened?" she asked getting on her knees. She embraced Nat in a hug. "N-Nick.. slammed the door on my ankle!" she sobbed. Joe glared at me. "Nice going jerk" he said getting on his knees. "You stay in your room and I'll bring you a bag of ice" she said. Nat nodded innocently as Joe picked her up gently and slowly. "C'mon" he said softly walking to her room. When they were gone, my mom looked at me sternly.
"As for you. What were you thinking?" she asked. "She's fourteen!". I stood there with my mouth open in shock. "Wha-?" I asked. "B-But" I stammered. She cut me off. "Go say you're sorry Nicholas Jerry Jonas. And I don't want you to ever do it again you hear?" she asked. I nodded and walked in Nat's room. "You can go now Joe" Nat said as soon as she saw me. I tossed the ice bag my dad gave me at her. She caught it and gently laid it on her ankle. Joe nodded and got up and walked out. I waited until Joe left. I waited until all the footsteps were downstairs. "Why'd you do that!?" I cried. "What did I ever do to you!?". She looked at me angrily. "What did you do!?" she repeated angrily. "This!" she cried showing me her forehead. It had a long scar. "When I was five and you were six!"
My eyes widened. "You still remember that!?" I asked amazed. She nodded. "Just leave me alone!". I forced myself to remain calm. I never liked Nat. And she never liked me. I always liked her twin, Stephani better. "Fine! Don't blame me when you get hospitalized for anorexia!" I said angrily before slamming the door. I didn't get to see the tears in her eyes.
