#spankingstories

What If: What If Felix and I could have continued to live together from Hotchkiss to NYC to Now?

“Oh baby,” Michael said, giving his girl a kiss as he entered her apartment that she shared with her younger brother since they were only 12 and 14 years old. 

“NUNA!” His girlfriend’s younger brother screamed out from inside of the kitchen, “YOU THINK YOU’RE SO FUCKING CUTE HUH?!” 

Yebin rushed to quickly get inside of her boyfriend’s arm, thinking he would shield her from her younger brother’s verbal abuse. But her boyfriend seemed to quickly catch onto the situation as he looked her bony waists with her new baggy jeans hanging off of her square hips. He tried to hide his smile at her brother who came charging at her. 

“Oh hey Mike. Sorry that I’m yelling this way, but seriously my FUCKING SISTER is so FUCKING RETARDED. I can’t stand her.” Felix said, having run over to the door with a spatula from the kitchen in his hand. 

Michael wanted to pretend to be serious, but he couldn’t help but laugh. He thought these pair of siblings were the most comedic duo that he had ever encountered. And, although her younger brother was younger than his girl, he thought that he was rather sensible, considering that these two had lived together without any adults since they were young teens. 

Again, Michael let out a little laugh, “Why, what’s up? Why are you carrying around a spatula, Fe?”

Furrowing his eyebrows, Felix snorted. “You don’t see my sister parading around in her FUCKING panties, thinking she’s so FUCKING skinny?” He opened his eyes wider in disbelief as he started laughing. Michael bursted out laughing, giving Yebin who was leaning against his chest kisses. His chest heaved up and down as he and her brother started to crack up laughing, holding their stomachs. 

“Bro, she’s the MOST fucking ridiculous person that I’ve EVER met. You’re NOT A MODEL NUNA. WAKE THE FUCK UP. LOOK IN THE MIRROR WITH YOUR UGLY ASS,” her brother spat out cruelly, laughing, not understanding the body image issues that his sister was grappling with. 

Michael’s laughter slowed. He grabbed her ass cheek like it was a little Johnny Smith apple, and bit her nose lightly with his teeth, chuckling again. 

Yebin finally responded, finally realizing that they actually thought she was ridiculous. “Felix… Don’t embarrass me… I look really good now. I look like YOU KNOW WHO. Don’t make me say it.” She gave him the eyes. The look that said: don’t FUCKING tell anyone what I said at home.

Michael tried to close his mouth to stifle his laughter. “Babe… please, don’t tell me that you were fucking starving yourself, waiting for me to come back to New York.” 

But Felix spoke for her, “oh NO! NO! NOT STARVING HERSELF! Just literally only wearing her FUCKING PANTIES thinking she’s FUCKING BELLA HADID. I can’t fucking stand her.” He spoke with his teeth out, mocking her like they did when they were younger. 

Michael covered his mouth with one hand, turning his head to the left side, laughing, still having his other arm around his girl. He took his arm off of her and smacked her—now-- very skinny little ass. He leaned in again for a smooch. 

“Ow…” she said like a mouse. She scrunched her nose at Michael and pouted angrily at Felix. 

But Michael grabbed her butt, leaned her over as he kissed her deeper. She let out a tiny little moan, having missed him while he was away on business. He kept kissing her as they walked into the apartment, heading for her room. 

Felix rolled his eyes. “Wait, hyung. Here, take this,” and he handed Michael the spatula that he had brought to hit his sister with because “she’s SOOOOOOOO smol,” he thought to himself. 

Michael laughed again, reaching with one hand as Felix passed off the spatula. 

Michael kept kissing her all the way to her room, and he shut the door behind him as he laid his girl on her little too tall bed. He licked his lips, still feeling her on him, as he breathed in his girl and tasted her on his lip. Ah, he sighed in bliss. 

“Baby,” he said, sitting down on her bed next to her, “What are you doing? Just literally starving yourself or what?” 

“Mmm, baby, you don’t have to know,” she said, reaching under his shirt to take off of him and putting her lips on his nipple to suck on. She wasn’t done yet, and would rather talk after, she thought. 

“Mmm, no, I want to know before we have sex, babe,” Michael said, using both of his hands to take her face off of him, and to look directly into her eyes. 

“Ahhhh! Fine, you know Nicola Peltz?” Yebin said in a hurry.

“Mhm,” Michael responded starting to look more concerned as he realized what she was up to while he was gone. 

“Well, I saw her in this exact outfit and I liked the fit on her, okay? Literally that’s it. My brother is overreacting cus he bought a whole rotisserie chicken for me and I said I’d eat it AFTER we had sex so that you could see me looking like a little tiny skinny minnie, just like her.” Yebin flashed her eyes in annoyance, assuming that her sweet, sweet boyfriend who did anything that she ever wanted would naturally agree with her.

But Michael looked her up and down to her upmost surprise. He moved his upper body off of her a little and gave her a surprised look. 

“Wait, no, but Yebin… you actually do look way skinnier. So just tell me the truth. Did you not eat this week just to like… do this? Wear this outfit when I came back so that you’d look.. Um… what did you think, Yebin?” He said, kind of sternly, Yebin thought. She was startled and started to look away, looking flustered. 

He caught her face with both hands again, lightly and turned her head to look at him in the eyes.  “Baby,” he smiled to lighten the mood, “Baby, I know you’re used to doing anything and everything you’ve ever wanted, but, you know that you’re an adult who needs to take care of her body, and that you’re a human being who needs to eat 3 meals every day, right?” 

She moved her head out of his hands and looked up, blinking, kind of swept away by his sudden seriousness, and scrunched her nose to smile to herself. 

Michael started to laugh again, “babe, look at me when we’re talking, okay?” He was speaking in such a charming manner; she felt swept away by his manner of speaking. She loved the way that he was self-accomplished, and this hardworking and honest guy in a city full of douchebags and the most annoying nepo daddy’s boys that she had ever encountered. In comparison, he felt like the prince charming that she had always dreamed of meeting. Finally, he came into her life like magic. 

“Mm!” She gave him a little whine, just to test out the waters. Truth be told, she was not the self-accomplished, hard-working aspiring start-up owner that she presented herself to be. It was just a front. She was a retired ballerina, and had intense body image issues, her family only let her use her trust fund under the condition that she would never enter the entertainment industry, she was very skilled and knowledgeable at trading stocks, so really, her and her brother had no need to be working so hard. They did a lot at home though. She didn’t want Michael to know that though. She thought she did a really good job continuing the front that she, just like him, had a respectable presence and didn’t want him to know exactly how frivolous she was. She and her brother were involved with fashion, and spent a lot of time bitch fighting over stupid stuff. 

But at her core, she was hurt, dealt with feelings of intense abandonment, and had immense imposter syndrome, as she was afraid that people would be able to see through her “strong girl” front and see her for how she felt inside: just a silly girl who was handed everything that she had and was abandoned by her parents who were not capable of taking care of her. In other ways, she and her brother thought deeply about their upbringing and felt that they were rather wise. Still, thus far, no one else had been able to understand them. So, it was just her and her brother. And they tried really hard to keep it all together. 

Michael smiled and kissed her nose. “You’re so cute, Yebin,” he said softly. 

She started to play with her hair, looking down. Michael took it as an opportunity to speak up about how he felt. “Baby, I know you and I come from different worlds, and I know that you thought I’d be happy to see how skinny you are, but I like it better when you eat… Because, I want to build a really good life with you, and I love seeing you be healthy and happy, babe,” he said softer, worried that he would hurt her feelings after she had thought that she was showing him a better version of herself. 

Yebin also spoke softly; sometimes, they reminded each other of little twins. 

“Okay… I feel so stupid now…” she said with a little embarrassed laugh, looking up at him, ashamed of how immature she was as an adult with no job. But, to her, even though she knew that she had no reason to justify herself to anyone, she felt embarrassed dating this boy who was accomplishing a career for himself and had a normal childhood and upbringing. Meanwhile, her and her brother were often drunk and naked in Majorca growing up. Now, she was a zen yogi, but she was afraid that Michael would see through her zen façade. 

After all, her and Felix still had the occasional joint on their rooftop, and threw parties at their house with their friends that occasionally ended up in an accidental orgy. 

“Okay, baby…” Michael said, softly to not scare his bunny. He pat his lap. “You know why I want to spank you, right, baby…?” He asked, genuinely, and waited to see her reaction to make sure that he wasn’t crossing any boundaries. 

She looked at him, considering what she should do. She looked apprehensive. Truth be told, she didn’t know how she felt about the whole spanking thing that Michael had going on. She felt incredibly naughty when he spanked her, and it always made her cry, thinking back to her teen years when she had no supervision, no consequences, and she and her brother got kicked out of multiple boarding schools. But it also made her feel so incredibly aroused—she couldn’t explain the feeling. 

Almost like he could read through her, he smiled at her, finding her to be so cute. “Baby, to be honest, I like to spank like this, okay?” He kept looking at her closely for her reaction.  “What is it?” She asked him like a mouse, kind of feeling like she was a teenager, but he was still an adult. It made her feel yucky and like she wanted to cry, truth be told. 

“I know you like it when I spank you and then we have sex… or at least, when I spank you and you get to cum, but baby… I think we need to differentiate a—” but Michael stopped when Yebin looked like she was stifling a cry. He reached over and hugged her, rubbing her back, while he continued. 

“Baby, why are you so upset, huh?” He asked. 

“I don’t know… Spanking makes me feel weird…!” she told him, cries getting larger, and tears spilling out, as she rushed to wipe them and tried her hardest to stop the cries. 

“It’s okay to cry, baby, it’s okay to cry…” he said, rubbing her back in circles. He kept patting her back and rubbing it soothingly. Eventually, her tears slowly dried up, and she started to feel better as she deep breathed outwards. 

Michael gulped back his own cry. He felt emotionally drawn and vulnerable with her. He kept rubbing her back as he spoke on his earlier point, “Baby—and if you don’t want to, you can tell me—but, I think these kinds of punishment spankings—” She gasped audibly and looked at him in complete shock. Her face said, punishment?! and she seemed completely adverse. 

Michael was rather taken aback. He didn’t realize that the word “punishment” was a trigger for her. 

“Um, you don’t like the word punishment, babe?” He wondered cautiously. 

But Yebin didn’t know what to say. Again, she didn’t want him to catch onto her silly ways and wanted him to think of her as a very strong, independent woman. 

She pursed her lips closed, felt that she had overreacted. “No, to be honest, I don’t but you can continue.” 

“Okay, okay. I was going to say punishment spankings don’t come with sex right after… But since you don’t like that, we can say serious spankings… if you want,” he said, looking her in the eyes, wanting to gage her reaction carefully. 

She breathed out. “Yes. Serious spankings. I like that much better, Mikey.” 

Ah, he sighed out audibly too, like he was holding his breath, wondering if she’d break up with him over such a difference in thought.

He waded the water carefully, “Okay, baby, do you want to continue?” He gave her his charming smile. He pat his lap, in question. 

Yebin was curious what kind of man would want to take responsibility over her even though she already had everything taken care of. Yebin was curious what kind of man felt like he already knew what she was experiencing deep inside and never pushed her boundaries. Yebin wondered what kind of man aimed to please her this deeply and always prioritized her, her pleasure, her happiness, her comfort, her sleep, even when she had offered to sacrifice her sleep, her time, her pleasure to please him instead. He had gotten upset and said no. He had introduced the idea of spanking for the first time, saying he realized she needed a spanking, with a wink. She was smitten deeply, and he had her coming in his very hands as he simply grabbed her there and told her that she can only come with his permission, after he was done spanking and lecturing her about her happiness.  She gaped her mouth open in surprise then. She didn’t usually like to gape her mouth open. Like a trout, she had thought. Like someone nefarious could put a dick in, she had thought. She told her brother immediately and he was immediately hooked. 

She went over his lap immediately, blindly trusting him immediately. 

Michael laughed to himself, chuckling about how naïve and innocent she appeared to be. He thought both her and her brother were too naïve for their own good. But he kept that thought to himself, and found them both to be so cute. He wondered if her brother liked to be spanked too, sometimes. They seemed to be similar. 

She gulped in anticipation and was smiling underneath, as she waited for him to spank her. But she had no idea what kind of spanking it was. She was in for a surprise, without knowing it. 

As Michael read her body language, he leaned over to check her little face. Just as he suspected. She had no idea what a serious spanking meant. He laughed to himself as he thought, Shit, I need to explain really well, or she’ll run away from me.

He rubbed her back. “Baby, I.. Baby, so a serious spanking, okay? It’s… going to hurt more than what I spanked you before. So you’re going to tell me why you’re being spanked…” he trailed off. 

“You mean right now?” She asked a little too earnestly, like she was a model student. 

“Well, I meant more while I was spanking you… So, I’m going to start spanking you, lightly at first, but then I’ll build it up a little and it’ll start to sting… Are you okay with that?” 

“Okay… I think so…” 

“Okay, it’s okay to cry and tell me that it hurts, but don’t reach back and I prefer if you don’t tell me to stop spanking you. But if it hurts too much and you want to stop, then you can always say red light and we’ll stop right away, okay?” Michael said quietly, thinking back to his previous girlfriend who he didn’t give any safe words with, kind of forcing her into getting spanked. He often regretted it, badly. 

“Yes, okay. So it will hurt a little or a lot?” She asked boldly. 

Michael found her to be so funny. “It might hurt a little more than you expect though, babe…” 

“Okay, but not too painful okay, Michael? I still need to be able to sit and do my regular activities,” she said naively, and Michael realized exactly how little she knew about punishment and discipline. He gave her a look, feeling kind of sad, feeling her pain about her different childhood.

This time, Yebin felt him feeling pity for her. She looked up at him and spoke in a soft, husky voice. “Michael, you don’t have to feel bad for me. Everyone has pain, okay? I don’t resent my family. They try their hardest to be… there as much as possible. They grew up worse than I did, Mikey,” she said kindly. He rubbed her back, closing his eyes, taking in her kind heart, which he loved about her. She really was as wise and deep as her voice sometimes, he thought to himself. 

He finished rubbing her back. “Okay, then, I’m going to start lovie.” And he started to lightly pat her butt, not wanting to hurt someone like her. 

But she seemed to be okay. She seemed to be curious about this serious spanking. She seemed to not be hurting as badly as he had thought.  Okay, then, “I’m going to spank you a little harder now, Yebin…” He said, looking for her reaction. She nodded, “And now, you’re going to tell me why you’re being spanked, baby…” 

“Um… I kind of forgot Mikey,” she said, enjoying the feeling of being pat on her butt. 

He slapped both of her cheeks sharply. “OW!” She screeched in surprise. She turned her head over to look at him, thinking he made a mistake. 

Michael smiled at her, keeping his chuckle to himself. “No, baby, I didn’t do that on accident. Remember, this is a serious spanking… So, you want to be serious too. Remember why I wanted to spank you today? Do you know what I want with you?” 

She searched her head for answers, “Yeah, babe, you want a happy life with me, and that makes me so scared beyond what you could even imagine…” This time, Michael was more taken aback. He blinked trying to process what she was saying as he started to rub her back to think. 

“What, Yebin? You’re scared of a happy life with me…?” Michael asked. 

“Yes babe, I am… Cus you give me this feeling in my heart and my stomach and honestly, I’ve never once had an orgasm before that day when you spanked me and told me that you cared for my happiness and safety… And I cried when you left, Michael…” 

Shit, he thought to himself, now I just want to let her up and hug her.

He did just that. He couldn’t stand to spank her when she reminded him of Tinkerbell, Thumbelina, so many characters that were a little too innocent and a little too curious. He lifted her up, and brought her into his arms, squeezed her tightly.  This time she whined happily. “Hehehe, Mikey, how come you’re not spanking me anymore?” He looked at her little face. She pouted and closed her eyes for a kiss. Of course he smooched her right away. 

“Babe, I really can’t bring myself to hit you,” he said laughing again. “But I really mean business about eating, okay? I really don’t want you to starve yourself like your friend so you can… I don’t know… what you were doing to be honest, hahahaha” he laughed good naturedly. 

To their complete surprise, her brother was outside their door.  “Oh my sister? Yeah no, she really just thought that you’d be fucking impressed if she starved herself to look like her fucking pinterest, dude. Hahahahaha.”

Austin’s POV:

SMACKKK! SMACKKKK!! SMACKKK!!!

Austin: “UGHHHH OW!” I cried out SMACKK SMACKK SMACKK!! I tried to reach back but with my cast on my arm I couldn’t reach back, and my other arm was pinned under me.. I sobbed out really hard.. “s-s-STOP!” I cried. He landed a bunch more to my thighs really fast in a row and I just finally broke down limp and sobbed.. This is usually where my Grandma or Grandpa always stopped but he kept on going for a few minutes and I was crying so loud, I’m positive my grandma could hear it downstairs. And our house is kind of sound proof too, so that’s saying a lot. When I finally was pulled up into his arms my body was shaking so bad in sobs and I had snot running down my face, IT Hurts soooo bad!!!!!!!! He leaned back so that we were both lying in bed and eventually I sobbed myself to sleep… Later that day we pretty much spent the rest of the day watching movies and stuff. I texted Ethan for a long time. I feel terrible that I had to leave him there with my parents.. It isn’t fair. When it was starting to get late I covered my cast with this plastic stuff so I could take a shower. And then I got dressed in pajamas and went upstairs and laid on my tummy and picked up a book off my nightstand and got lost in the next chapter when I heard a soft knock on the door and suddenly I remembered what my uncle said earlier and I gasped and my stomach dropped.. I felt like I was going to puke.. My door opened and my grandma walked over with a hairbrush in her hands and I felt myself panic..

Grandma: “bend over the bed please Austin” I was like frozen.. My butt hurts SO BAD that I can’t even handle my pants touching it.. How am I going to be able to take this?.. I decided that it was better to just take it instead of causing more trouble… but I couldn’t move.. I’m scared.. “NOW AUSTIN” that snapped me out of it and I quickly dropped my book and rolled off the side of my bed and leaned forward over the bed… I bit my lip as I felt her tug down my pants.. But when she grabbed my waistband of my underwear I immediately reached my hand back and grabbed my underwear and held them in place. “Let go Austin.” She said pulling them out of my grip and down.. I whimpered and buried my face into my comforter in embarrassment.. I really really can’t handle this. My bottom hurts so bad all day long I’ve been avoiding sitting.

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She spanked me for about five minutes with her brush and from the very first hit I cried out. By time she was done I was sobbing so bad I couldn’t even breathe.

Grandma: “Calm down honey, you’re going to make yourself sick” I didn’t say anything I just cried as she pulled up my underwear and pajama pants.. She rubbed my back and I just cried.. Eventually falling to sleep right there on my knees crying into my bed. I woke up later to my uncle picking me up and laying me in bed and covering me up.. I didn’t say anything to him either, just started crying again. He sat beside me and played with my hair until I drifted off the sleep again...

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The Next day: when I woke up I immediately felt the burning fire in my backside and I groaned... Today is not gonna be a good day... I ate breakfast.. STANDING UP. Then Grandma and Uncle John walked in..

Austin: "Grandma, Can I please go running?"

John: "You're kidding right?" I glared at him

Austin: "when are you going home?" I jumped forward and My eyes got watery and I looked back at my grandma like she just stabbed me in the back.. "No more spankings grandma!" I whispered trying to rub the reignited pain to my backside out.. Uncle John walked over and wrapped his arms around me

John: "I'm sorry if you think I’m mean or unfair buddy, I love you so much, and how about we both go running later? Your baby brothers gunna be here in a few hours" I pulled out of his hug and smiled.. I’m SO excited for my brother to come here.

Austin: “Can I please just go for a run? I’ll keep my phone turned way up, and I’ll text in every once in awhile… I really had a hard day, and I’m nervous, and I think running will pass time and calm me down.”

Grandma: “I feel weird about you going out running knowing that your fathers back in town…” she said looking over at John.

Austin: “He probably would never recognize me.. And I have so many winter clothes on he wouldn’t be able to see my face”

John: “that is a good point”

Grandma: “alright.. You can go, STAY AWAY from your parents house! Do not even go near there. Don’t go to that part of town… Understand?”

Austin: “Yes Grandma! I promise”

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Danielle’s POV:

I got my little kitten leash out of my backpack and hooked it to his collar and started walking around… I’m scared to just drop in on my family, I feel like I should call them or something. This guy was running past me and he slipped and fell on his back.. Dog jumped and then started biting the dudes hair....

Danielle: ”Whoa! You Alright?” I said grabbing dog and holding my hand out to help him up.. He smiled and grabbed my hand and tried to pull himself up but I slipped and we both ended up falling. I screamed and landed right on top of him.. “um.. sorry” I said rolling off of him awkwardly.. He started laughing and rolled over off the sidewalk and stood up in the snow and then helped me up…

Austin: “I’m Great!! I’m sorry you fell, are you alright?”

Danielle: “Yea I’m okay.. Where are you off to in such a hurry?”

Austin: “Long Story short, New Baby sister, my baby brother is almost as tall as me! I’m just excited” he said really fast

Danielle: “whoa, whoa whoa… take it slower child!” he smiled.. ahhh his smile!!!! He’s so cute! Keep it cool Danielle I scolded myself inside my head.

Austin: “sorry, you look really cold; want to grab some Hot Chocolate? I know a place right around the corner” he said taking his coat off and handed it to me.. I shook my head

Danielle: “I’d Love some hot chocolate! But put your coat on its FREEZING out here!”

Austin: “You’re wearing a hoodie, it’s like 13 degrees out here! I’ve been running, I’m warm, so HERE!” I shook my head stubbornly.. He rolled his eyes. “Just take it for the cat” he said shoving it towards me..

Danielle: “Fine, But only because my cats cold!”

Austin: “Of course!” I smiled and took it and put it on and zipped my kitten and I up inside it

Danielle: “thank you! I’m not used to this weather! I don’t think I’ve ever felt this cold in my life. I can’t even feel my legs!”

Austin: “Really? Where are you from?” he said as we started walking

Danielle: “I’m kind of a traveler, but I consider this to be my home town. But I just flew in from Ireland” he’s jaw dropped

Austin: “Are you serious? That is really awesome. I’ve never been out of Michigan!”

Danielle: “Yea, I guess I am like free spirited… or something. I haven’t stayed in the same country for more than a few months since I was like 16”

Austin: “Wow.. Your life sounds so exciting! What brings you back? Visiting the family for Christmas?”

Danielle: “I guess you could say that… I’m here because I’m sick of running and I want somewhere to feel like home again for a change” I said as we got to the coffee shop.. “Will they let Dog come in?” he looked around confused

Austin: “You have a dog?”

Danielle: “No, I have a Kitten, his name is Dog” I said gesturing towards the kitten head sticking out of his coat.. He raised his eyebrow at me

Austin: “You named him Dog?... that’s mean!!” I rolled my eyes

Danielle: “No, Naming him Cat would have been mean and uncreative”

Austin: “So naming him after his Arch nemesis is better?” he said as we walked into the coffee house

Danielle: “Yes, I think Dog is a great name for a cat! Leave him alone! He likes it!” I said pretending to be offended.. He smiled and we found a table and I sat down and I zipped the coat all the way so nobody would notice the cat... He stood up and itched his head awkwardly.. “You okay?”

Austin: “Yea, but eh.. My.. well, I’d rather stand, wanna go sit at the bar thingy?” I raised an eyebrow but nodded and we walked over and I sat on the bar stool and he stood beside me, we ordered our hot chocolate and smiled I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy in my life to drink something this warm!

Austin: “So… we’ve been talking for a while and I haven’t got your name” I giggled

Danielle: “I’m Danielle Elizabeth Riley, and You?”

Austin: “I’m Austin Michael Taylor”

Danielle: “Nice to meet you Austin! So what were you so excited about earlier?” he’s smile got huge and it made me smile, he has one of those smiles that is catchable, You can’t help but smile when you see it... He has beautiful dimples and his eyes… I felt my heart start beating faster.

Austin: “It’s kind of a long story..”

Danielle: “I’m okay with that” Honestly he could talk all day and I’d be perfectly happy with it because I don’t know where I’m going after this... and I can’t really remember the last time I actually had a real conversation with someone while I wasn’t high, or drunk….

Austin: “well, my family is atheist and they don’t believe in God…. Do you know God?” I nodded..

Danielle: “well, I read some books about world religion before” he nodded.

Austin: “well, when I was younger I went to this youth group with my friends, it’s like where young Christians hangout together and learn more about Jesus… Well God kind of met me where I was”

Danielle: “God met you?.... like how?”

Austin: “it’s hard to explain, I guess I felt him, I knew in my heart that he was real, and there was no denying it. I looked at the stars and all creation and I just knew that there had to have been a creator.. This all didn’t just appear” I listened to him telling me all about God, and Jesus and about how Jesus Died for our sins and all about how Jesus forgave all his sins and about how he’s falling so deep into love for God. He seemed so passionate about it!

Danielle: “Wow, I didn’t know this much about God” he smiled

Austin: “God transformed my life! And I’ll never turn back.. But like I said my family is Atheist and they pretty much hate me because I’m a Christian.”

Danielle: “why would they hate you just for your religion?” he shrugged…

Austin: “I don’t know, right now I live with my grandma. I haven’t seen my parents or any of my family in years! But yesterday while I was on my run I saw my little not so little brother! He was so little last time I saw him, and now he’s 16 years old!” I frowned..

Danielle: “Awh! That’s so sad”

Austin: “I’m sad that I missed so much of his life, but I’m happy I found him! And I just found out I have a little sister! Her name is Emily and she’s three. I didn’t really have the chance to talk much yesterday because my dad came home and I had to get out of there, The reason I was so excited was my little brother is going to come over tonight!” he said ecstatic! “I’ve missed him so much and I’m so glad I ran into him!... what about you? Why are you walking around in Michigan weather with just jeans and a hoodie?”

Danielle: “Because I forgot to pack clothes…” I said blushing

Austin: “how in the world did you forget to pack clothes?”

Danielle: “well, I only brought what I could fit in my backpack… I guess clothes wasn’t really on my mind.. I brought Cat food though!” he looked at me shocked then he laughed

Austin: “Your one strange person” I grinned

Danielle: “yea, I know!”

Austin: “so you basically have nothing, isn’t that kind of scary?”

Danielle: “Well, I’ve had less before.. It’s really no biggie; I’m hoping to find some place a little warmer to sleep tonight”

Austin: “Wait, where did you sleep last night?”

Danielle: ”I slept in a park, under these trees. It was pretty cozy cause the snow. But it was really cold, I felt bad for my cat. We were both shivering so badly” he gave me a disapproving look… “what?”

Austin: “You are NOT sleeping outside again..” he said in a no arguing tone.. I rolled my eyes

Danielle: “I’m fine, really! I have plenty of money for a hotel; they just didn’t have any rooms available yesterday”

Austin: “why don’t you just go to your family’s house?”

Danielle: “well I’ve been on the run, I kind of took off a long time ago, never told anyone where I was and never contacted anyone”

Austin: “why did you do that?”

Danielle: “It’s just something I’ve always wanted to do... I regret it though; life has sucked really badly since I left”

Austin: “you said you’ve traveled everywhere though, isn’t that exciting?”

Danielle: “It used to be, but it’s also lonely, I got caught into drugs and alcohol..” I told him all about my travels and about my family and about how scared I was about coming home.. I told him everything; I’ve never been so comfortable talking to someone in my life! We spend hours and hours talking but it felt like minutes!.. His phone rang and he picked it up..

Austin: “Hello?.. yea, I’m on my way home….. eh, Do you mind if I bring someone home for Dinner” he said smiling up at me.. I grinned.. “Okay, Love you Bye”.. “woops...” he said paying for the hot coco  I stood up making sure dog wouldn't fall out of his cozy coat..

Danielle: “Supposed to be home?” I asked as we walked outside

Austin: “well, kinda.. I was going for a quick run this afternoon and it’s already 6pm, and this is the second time in a row that I got distracted and worried her.. Except this time I did text her a lot and so she knows whats going on, so she wasn't worried… but my brother will be there soon” my jaw dropped..

Danielle: “Really? It’s that late? Already?” I asked he nodded

Austin: “My Grandma always goes all out at dinner time! Would you like to join us?”

Danielle: “You know, I haven’t had a good meal that hasn't come out of the microwave since I was like 15 years old”

Austin: “well then you have a yummy meal ahead of you” he said grabbing my hand and pulling me along..

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Austins POV: once we got home my Grandma was making dinner and my uncle was pretty much drilling the girl hardcore… it was so embarrassing, she’s not a criminal, she shouldn’t be questioned… after a while there was a knock on the door, I looked at the clock and my eyes widened and I smiled and ran to the front door and opened it

Ethan: "hey!" I smiled and hugged him... But when i pulled away to look him over I frowned..

Austin: "what happened to you?"

Ethan: "I fell down on my way to school today." I shook my head at his ability to lie so easily more annoyed at my father for making him lie, then him.

Austin: "Ethan... You don't have to lie to me. I know exactly what happened." he bit his lip and looked down.

Ethan: "I can't stay very long...." he said trying to change the subject..

Austin: "come in, grandma is so excited to see you!" I grabbed his hand and pulled him In, and dragged him through the house

Ethan: "what happened to your arm Austin?" he said looking at my cast.. I sighed

Austin: "I broke it, long story" I said pulling him into the kitchen, grandma was making snacks cause dinner wasn't gonna be ready for a bit.. And uncle josh was sitting at the table reading and drinking some coffee and Danielle was sitting on the floor trying to get her kitten to drink some milk.

John: "Ethan!" grandma's jaw dropped and she almost dropped the bowl of ice cream she was holding..

Grandma: "Ethan you’re so big! I haven't seen you in so long!" she said putting down the bowl and walking over to hug him..

Ethan: "hi grandma!"

Grandma: "you're taller than me too! My babies are getting way to big!"

Ethan: "Emma would be a bunch shorter then you" grandma smiled

Grandma: "I can't believe I haven't met my grand baby yet, and she’s 3 years old!" grandma said getting emotional.

Ethan: "I tell her about you guys all the time though. Maybe I can bring her over to meet you soon"

John: "would you like some icecream?"

Ethan: "I'd love some, I haven't eaten yet today." I frowned and grandma went back to making bowls of her homemade icecream.

John: "it's like 4:30pm.. You haven't eaten? Maybe you should have a real meal then instead of just ice-cream"

Ethan: "no it's okay, me and Emily eat ice-cream for meals like all the time"

Grandma: "your parents let you do that?"

Austin: "Grandma! Why don't you let me do that?" she smiled..

Grandma: "because you'd be jumping off the walls!" she said placing three bowls at the table, Danielle smiled and got up and sat down, and Ethan smiled and sat down as well and they started eating, I looked at the hard wooden chair and pouted before slowly sitting down. I winced and Ethan's eyes widened…

Ethan: "are you okay?" he said dropping his spoon.. Causing Danielle to look at me concerned.. I blushed and looked down

Austin: "um... I.." I shuffled in my seat and bit my lip and looked up at uncle john... "nothin" I mumbled.

John: "Austin" he said in a warning tone, I sighed… Normally when friends are here when I've been in trouble they know, because my grandpa thought the punishment was more effective if I was embarrassed. But this is my little brother! And a really pretty girl! They probably have never been spanked… I hadn't even been spanked until I moved in with my grandparents

Ethan: "something's wrong, you look like you're getting ready to cry" he said concerned.

Josh: "his bottom hurts. Pretty bad I'm guessing…" I groaned and glared at uncle josh, and He raised his eyebrow at me.

Ethan: "What? Why?"

Grandma: "he was bad and he earned himself a spanking" I felt my face getting even more red.. I didn't even think that was possible, and I looked up at Ethan, he looked so confused

Ethan: "oh..” He said awkwardly.. Danielle Awkwardly put her spoon down and then looked at me, she looked like she was really feeling awkward too..

Austin: "uh.. yea.. I kinda um.. I.. my.. I mean our grandfather was kinda strict.. And after he died uncle john and grandma got mean too" I mumbled, smiling at them.

John: "oh yea? Come here I'll show you how mean I can be!" he said patting his knee, I gasped and my eyes went wide

Austin: "b-but.. I was kidding!" I said pleadingly. I just wanna die… can someone kill me right now? Oh my goodness this is so embarrassing. Uncle John chuckled and shook his head..

Ethan: "sometimes my little sister...uhm.. Our little sister gets spankings from her babysitter, but I can't see how it could hurt a bigger person" he said confused..

Austin: "I broke my hand yesterday... And today, my butt hurts more than my hand does…" I said looking away..

Danielle: “So that’s why you stood up the whole time at the coffee shop?” she asked, but before I could respond his phone went off.. He sighed…

Ethan: "it's my dad"

Austin: "don't tell him you are here" he nodded and answered it.

Ethan: "hello.. Urgh! Dad! I can't come home right now. Because I'm studying.. I have to study.. I need to use the library.." he glanced up at me nervously.. “I am failing most of my classes Dad, my teachers are going to talk to you if I don’t get my grades up”.. “Yes, I promise, I’ll be home in like an hour? Okay. Bye dad” he said hanging up and groaning..

Ethan: ”I’m sorry… I would have gotten into so much trouble if I wouldn’t have answered that” he mumbled

Grandma: ”Honey, are you really failing?” he nodded

Ethan: ”Yes, mostly because I’m not there enough to actually learn, so I get homework and I don’t understand it, because I was absent..”

John: ”Maybe we should call CPS?” Ethan’s face went into full out panic and he jumped up

Ethan: ”NO!” he yelled “Please, don’t do that! I will get into so much trouble!” John stood up and hugged him.. I remember the threats about anyone finding out what happened at home, my dad used to hold a knife to my neck and say that if I told anyone he would kill me. And I really think he would have.

John: ”Don’t worry Ethan, we won’t put you into danger, Mom, we need to do something!”

Grandma: ”Ethan, can you get yourself and your sister out of there, you can stay here”

Ethan: ”My dad will find us”

Austin: ”He hasn’t found me yet Ethan, and if he does, I will not let him hurt you, or Emma”

Ethan: ”we are fine. We will be okay” 

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Taylor’s POV:

Demi and I just got home from school and I’m soo tired! Today was freakin stressful! I had two really hard tests back to back, and I forgot to study for both of them… I’m so nervous to find out how I did. I kicked my shoes off and I put them in the closet, along with my coat, and then I went upstairs, and I tossed my backpack onto the floor and then I climbed into my warm bed and I closed my eyes. If I failed those tests, I’m going to get my ass beat. I do okay in those classes, so maybe I’ll be fine… but I’ve been worried about it all day. I slipped my thumb into my mouth and drifted off to sleep. I woke back up though when my hand was grabbed, and my thumb was yanked out of my mouth. My eyes shot open and I rolled over onto my side and I looked up at my dad with wide eyes. He is still holding onto my hand.

Taylor: “daddy, I’m tired” I whined. “can I nap? I’ll do chores and homework before bed, I promise”

Dan: “where are your band-aids Taylor?” he asked, ignoring my question. I looked at my hand, and I swallowed nervously…

Taylor: “I.. I don’t know”

Dan: “you don’t know?” he asked raising his eyebrow at me. “when you left for school today, I know you had band-aids on both of your thumbs, because I’m the one who put them there. Why did you take them off?”

Taylor: “I.. I-“

Dan: “did you take them off of your other hand? Let me see” he let go of my hand. I sighed and sat up and held my other hand up. I still have the band-aids on that hand.

Dan: “why did you take them off that hand?”

Taylor: “I don’t know…”

Dan: “that’s not an answer baby boy”

Taylor: “I don’t want a spanking…” I mumbled. he sighed.

Dan: “you know the rules.”

Taylor: “but that’s not fair!” I whined.

Dan: “why did you take them off?”

Taylor: “I had two really hard tests today that I didn’t study for, because I honestly forgot about them”

Dan: “how did you forget about them? have you not been paying attention?”

Taylor: “I don’t know dad, I just forgot… and so I was nervously like picking at the band-aids while trying to think through some of the questions, and by time I finished with those two classes the band-aids weren’t staying stuck, like they weren’t sticky anymore… so I had to take them off… it was an accident”

Dan: “well you were definitely sucking your thumb again, So clearly it hasn’t been long enough to help you break the habit, so the band-aids are staying for a few more weeks” I groaned and fell over back into my bed. I didn’t even do it in my sleep this time, I definitely remember putting my thumb in my mouth before falling asleep. I’m so stupid. “I’m going to give you a spanking. Then you are coming with me, because the car and the truck both need an oil change. We are going to do it”

Taylor: “are you serious?”

Dan: “yep, get up”

Taylor: “don’t want a spanking daaad”

Dan: “do you want me to take my belt off?”

Taylor: “no sir” I mumbled, getting up out of my bed… I get spanked like all the time, you think I would be used to it by now, but it still scares the heck out of me every single time. “is it gonna be a bad spankin daddy?” I asked nervously. He chuckled.

Dan: “every spanking is bad aint it?”

Taylor: “some are worse” He sighed.

Dan: “over my lap bud” he said as he sat on my bed.

Taylor: “but-“

Dan: “I’m serious about the belt Taylor, I will take it off” I whimpered and stepped closer to him, and then I nervously climbed over his lap. He patted my bottom once I was in place, probably to get my attention “I know you don’t like the band-aids, but we are doing this to help you, you know that right?”

Taylor: “you are doing it to be mean” He patted my butt a little harder this time.

Dan: “No we aren’t. You don’t need to be sucking your thumb, it ruins your teeth, and it’s not very sanitary. And I know for a fact that you don’t like it when people see you doing it” he is right about that, it’s so embarrassing. “you don’t want to suck your thumb anymore, now do ya?” I shook my head no. “then the band-aids stay on your thumbs until we say otherwise”

Taylor: “y-yes sir” He tipped me forward and he started landing really really hard smacks to my sit spots. “Ow! OW!” he landed a few more and then he lifted me up. I stumbled a little, in surprise. “t-that’s it?” he laughed.

Dan: “what? you want more?” I shook my head no. He stood up and he pulled me into a hug. I let out a breath of relief, I’m so glad he didn’t actually spank me. “go get your mother to put some band-aids on your thumb, and then meet me in the car, we need to go to the auto store” I nodded and pulled away and he left the room. I rubbed my butt a little, and then I went to the bathroom. My mom was sleeping, so I grabbed a few band aids and I went outside. My dad put them on, and we left and got the stuff we needed, and then we started working on our vehicles. I like working on the cars with dad, I don’t really know what I’m doing, but I like spending time with him, and learning my way around cars is kind of fun.

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(A few days later) Still Taylor’s POV:

I’ve been stressing out about those two tests all week, because I was almost positive that I failed them both, which would have sucked! But I did very well on both of them! As soon as I got home, I happily showed my momma, and she was so happy for me, she knew how worried I was about it. I haven’t got to show my dad yet, because he hasn’t been home, but I’m excited to show him.

Deb: “Taylor, go help your sister clean the kitchen”

Taylor: “but I already have a list of chores to do” I whined. She stopped what she was doing and raised her eyebrow at me.

Deb: “so does your sister, but she’s still doing what she was told” ugh. I rolled my eyes and went into the kitchen.

Taylor: “hi sissy”

Demi: “hi” she’s washing the dishes, so I went over and I tried to help her, but she shooed me away.

Taylor: “mom told me to help”

Demi: “you can’t wash the dishes with band aids on your hands, you baby” I couldn’t help but blush in embarrassment. I hate the band aids! “Take them off”

Taylor: “I’ll be right back” I mumbled, walking away. “momma?” I called

Deb: “Laundry room!” she called back. I went in there, and I held my hands out to her. she stopped what she was doing and looked at me confused.

Taylor: “sissy won’t let me help with the band-aids on my thumbs”

Deb: “why not?” I shrugged.

Taylor: “the dishes” she sighed and stepped closer to me, and she started pealing them off.

Deb: “bring me some new band aids when you are done with your chores” she said as she handed me the band-aids so I can throw them away.

Taylor: “can I k-keep them off? please? I don’t need them anymore”

Deb: “oh yes you do. your daddy told me about your little nap the other day”

Taylor: “UGH! Momm! I’m going to have to wear band-aids foreverr” I whined dramatically.

Deb: “oh hush! go clean” I pouted and went back to the kitchen and I threw the band-aids away. They have probably spent so much money on band-aids lately. I hate it. I took over rinsing and drying and putting the dishes away for Demi.

Taylor: “so how are you doing?” I asked awkwardly. I know she’s upset with like the whole family because our parents made her break up with her boyfriend. I can totally understand where she’s coming from, I would be really mad too. I’m so glad they made her breakup with him though, I don’t like him a all, never have, and she knows that, so she’s been ignoring me.

Demi: “fine”

Taylor: “how a-“

Demi: “can you just be quiet?”

Taylor: “rude, I’m just-“ she dried her hands off and then she walked over and turned the radio up. I rolled my eyes and we cleaned the rest of the kitchen up without talking. After that I finished up the rest of my chores, and then I grabbed the stupid band-aids and I brought them to my mom.

Deb: “did you get your chores done?” she asked as she patted her knee. I nodded and turned and sat down on her lap and I leaned back against her and she grabbed my hand and bandaged up both of my thumbs.

Taylor: “when is dad coming home?”

Deb: “I don’t know, last time I talked to him he was at Paul and Denise’s house”

Taylor: “can I go over there? Please?”

Deb: “no honey, he will probably be coming home soon, and it’s going to be dinner time soon”

Taylor: “but I wanna go see my brothers, I don’t care if it’s only for a minute”

Deb: “you saw them at school all week, silly”

Taylor: “it’s not the same”

Deb: “well I’m sure you will see them soon” I pouted and snuggled close to her and we watched tv for a while. “your dads on his way home, and he is bringing some pizza” she said showing me her text message. I smiled and snatched her phone from her. and I texted him back.

Taylor: “can you bring me back a snack too? please? -Taylor” mom laughed

Deb: “you don’t need a snack”

Taylor: “yess I do! we don’t have any treats in the house right now”

Deb: “we have plenty of snacks”

Taylor: “yeah, healthy snacks, I want candy”

Dan: “what kind of snack?” he texted back.

Taylor: “candy :D”

Dan: “I’ll see what I can find” I smiled and showed momma

Taylor: “thanks daddy” I texted back. and then I handed mom back her phone. She opened up the camera and she held it up and took a selfie of us.

Deb: “you are so cute baby boy” I turned a little in her lap to look at her

Taylor: “so are you mommy. Do you want me to get off your lap? I know I’m probably heavy”

Deb: “no, you are alright” I nodded, and I cuddled with her until the front door opened. I sat up and I smiled big when a curly hair kid came through it.

Taylor: “Nickyy!” I stood up and he ran over and jumped up into my arms. he is wearing the cutest blue cookie monster onesie I’ve ever seen. I gave him a kiss on his cheek, and he giggled and squeezed me into the tightest hug ever. “Mooomaa, you didn’t tell me they were coming” I said as Dad walked in with Kevin and Joe.

Deb: “because I wasn’t sure buddy”

Taylor: “aww! You guys have matching Jammiess?! You guys are so cute!” I said when I noticed the other boys wearing the same thing.

Nick: “Grandpa got the same one’s for you and sissy too”

Taylor: “awesome!”

Deb: “aw! That was nice of him! they look warm too, and really cute! Go put yours on and give Demi hers, I want a picture” I laughed and put Nicky down, and I grabbed the onesies and I took them upstairs, and I knocked on Demi’s door.

Demi: “come in!” I opened the door

Taylor: “hey, Dads home, he got pizza. Grandpa Jonas got us and the boys matching onesies, momma wants a picture” I said walking over to her. I held them up and I handed her the smaller one. She smirked.

Demi: “cookie monster!” she said happily, she used to loveeee sesame street when she was little. she hugged it. “They are so soft”

Taylor: “yeah, I’m excited. Put it on and come down” she nodded, and I went into my room and I changed. It’s so comfortable, like the most comfortable pajamas I’ve ever had. I went downstairs and I went into the kitchen and I hugged my dad from behind. he smiled and turned around and wrapped his arms around me, and he kissed the top of my head.

Dan: “Hi baby boy! did you have a good day today?”

Taylor: “yes, and I did all my chores”

Dan: “good. did you get your test scores back yet?” he asked making me look up at him. I knew he was going to ask that; he has been asking every day. I nodded.

Taylor: “yes, I did really good on both of them” I wiggled out of his arms and I grabbed the papers off of the counter and I handed them to him. he flipped through them and smiled at me.

Dan: “very good, I know you didn’t study for them. I’m so proud of you” I smiled, and he put the papers down and he hugged me again. “I’m glad I don’t have to spank your little butt again” I groaned and pulled away from him.

Taylor: “yeah me too! did you get me a snack?”

Dan: “we got some stuff for cookies that you guys can make later. I thought it was fitting with the outfits” I laughed and nodded

Taylor: “thank you daddy. Are the boys staying the night?” he nodded

Dan: “yep, they will probably stay the entire weekend”

Taylor: “yes! can drake come over?”

Dan: “maybe tomorrow? they weren’t home today” I nodded, and we got some food, and then we joined the family. After dinner my mom made us all sit on the couch together so that she could take pictures of us.

Kevin :”Can you send those to grandpa?”

Deb: “of course” she ended up posting them on social media too, which is slightly embarrassing, but oh well, the pictures are really cute, and the pajamas are cool. Our parents joined us, and we watched some movies that daddy rented for us. Which was fun. Joey got up off of my lap and he walked over and sat on my dad’s.

Joe: “can we make cookies yet? Cookie monster wants them” Dad chuckled and started tickling him. Joey giggled loudly, which made me laugh.

Dan: “Demi, Taylor, do you guys want to help them make cookies?” I nodded

Demi: “sure”

Deb: “don’t make a mess”

Dan: “and if you do, clean it up” he kissed Joey on the face, and then let him up, and I got up and went to the kitchen and started getting everything out. Demi and I let the boys do most of it, we just helped them when they needed it. and I put them in the oven and took them out. Joey tried to grab one, and Kevin smacked his hand.

Joe: “ow!”

Kevin: “don’t touch them, they are super-hot, and the pan is hot” Joey pouted

Joe: “I wasn’t going to touch the pan”

Demi: “be patient”

Joe: “I can’t be patient! I’m cookiieee monster! And It smells so good” he whined. I laughed and ruffled his hair. Demi rolled her eyes and she put all the cookies on a cooling thingy.

Taylor: “does anybody want milk?”

Nick: “I do”

Kevin: “I’ll get milk for everybody”

Taylor: “Joe, go ask my parents if they want some and ask if they want milk” I said as I pulled him away from the hot cookies. I patted his bottom to get him moving. I figured that would distract him for a minute.

Demi: “they smell so freaking good, I shouldn’t have one though”

Nick: “why not sissy?”

Demi: “because I’m trying to eat healthier” I frowned and shook my head

Taylor: “a cookie isn’t going to hurt you”

Demi: “shut up, nobody asked you”

Dan: “hey! demi, knock it off” he said as he walked in with Joey. Demi glared at me, and I glared back at her. she’s so grumpy all the time, and it makes me feel grumpy. We all got some cookies, and they are really good! the boys did a good job.

Joe took a second cookie and he shoved it into his face, making it all fall apart and crumbs go everywhere.

Joe: “NUM NUM NUM! COOOKIE MONSTERRR!!!” my dad laughed sooooo hard

Deb: “Joseph Adam!! Gross! Don’t do that! Daniel! Don’t laugh at that!” she said glaring at dad

Dan: “sorry babe, I can’t help it” Mom shook her head and she got a washcloth out, and she got it wet and then she walked over and tripped Joey’s head back and she wiped his face clean. Joey wrinkled his nose and tried to squirm away from her.

Deb: “clean up your mess mister”

Joe: “Can I have another cookie?”

Deb: “nope” Joe pouted.

Joe: “but I dropped most of it on the floor”

Deb: “you shouldn’t have wasted it like that”

Taylor: “I don’t want the rest of mine” I lied “you can have it” I said holding it out to him. Joey smiled and took it, and the glare my mom sent my way made me cringe. she didn’t yell at me for it though, so that’s good. and my daddy snuck me another cookie later.

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(A week later) STILL Taylor’s POV:

I’m sitting in History trying not to fall asleep, which is really difficult to do. My history teacher is so monotone and boring. Everyday I dread this class because of that. My phone beeped and Drake looked over at me. ugh. It beeped again and Mr. Neil crossed his arms and glared.

Mr. Neil: “who’s phone is that?” crap. It beeped again.

Drake: “Taylor…”

Taylor: “I’m sorry” I jumped up and I grabbed my backpack and I dug through it.

Mr. Neil: “Lautner! No phones!”

Taylor: “Sorry!” I said again. I finally grabbed my phone, and I went to shut it off, but it was texts from Nicky. I knew he wouldn’t text me during class unless it was important, because he knows that I would be upset with him for it. I quickly opened it.

Nick: “Matt’s here! first floor, bathroom! Help! -Nick”

Nick: “Tay! Hurry! Please -Nick”

Nick: “Tay! -Nick” another messaged popped up.

Nick: “Help -Nick” I gasped, and then left all my stuff there, and I quickly ran from the room, ignoring Mr. Neil and Drake’s questions. OH MY GOD! I ran as fast as I could through the halls, and downstairs. I looked at my phone and quickly called my dad. pick up! pick up! pick up! pick upppp!!! I thought in my head as I ran.

  (Phone Conversation)

Dan: “Taylor, what are you doing calling during-“

Taylor: “Daad! MATT’S HERE! HE HAS NICK! BATHROOM FIRST FLOOR! DAAD! WHAT DO I DO?!?” I yelled.

Dan: “c-alm d-“

Taylor: “the phones cutting out I can’t-“ the phone call ended and I groaned.

(End Of Phone Conversation)

  I threw the damn phone and I saw it break into pieces before I turned the corner. Damn it! I jumped over this girl who was sitting in the hallway, and I willed myself to run faster, and I finally got to the bathroom, and I barged in. Nick is on the floor, and Matt is on top of him, and Nick’s only in his underwear and nothing else. Oh hell no. I ran over there and jumped at Matt tackling him to the ground, and off of my baby brother.

Nick: “Jo-Joey was right.. he.. he’s here” Nick cried out.

Taylor: “are you hurt?” I said glancing over at him, he has tears pouring down his little face. he shook his head no. “put your clothes back on Nicky” I said gently, before focusing my attention back onto Matt. I made him hit his head pretty hard… Good.

Matt: “well, well, well, Taylor is it?”

Taylor: “you know exactly who I am, I told you that you are done hurting my family, I meant it” I said as I pulled my fist back, to punch him in the face, He laughed.

Matt: “I wouldn’t do that if I were, you might want to think really hard about getting off of me”

Taylor: “why would I do that?”

Matt: “feel that?” I looked at him confused, and he moved a little bit, and then I definitely felt it, he has a knife, and he is pressing it into my lower stomach… holy shit.

Taylor: “NICHOLAS! GET OUT! NOW!” I shouted.

Matt: “hold up, cutie. Don’t move”

Taylor: “NICK, GO!”

Matt: “If you leave, I’ll kill your brother” fuck.

Taylor: “NICHOLAS! GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE, RIGHT NOW!!!”

Nick: “I’M SCAREDD!”

Taylor: “GO!!! NOW!” Nick started sobbing loudly. Ughh. Damn it. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to get nick to listen to me. fuck! I quickly got up, getting off of Matt. and then I grabbed nick and I pulled him away too, as Matt stood up. I cringed at my blood already on him. and I turned Nick away from him, and I made him look at me. “Nicky, listen to me, please. he isn’t going to hurt me”

Matt: “yes I am” he said interrupting me.

Taylor: “no, he isn’t, he is going to hurt both of us, if you don’t go get help” Matt laughed.

Nick: “I I d-dd-don’t w-wanna le-leave y-you” he sobbed out. he is shaking uncontrollably, and I just want to hold him and tell him it’s going to be okay, but I can’t do that right now.

Taylor: “you don’t have a choice. He isn’t going to hurt me. get out of here, now!”

Matt: “oh I am going to hurt you Taylor, I’m going to bend you over, and have some fun with you, and then I’m going to-“

Taylor: “you are sick” Matt laughed and shrugged. “NICHOLAS JERRY JONAS!” I shouted, making him Jump. “GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THIS ROOM RIGHT NOW, OR I WILL SPANK YOU!” I said glaring at him, I don’t know what else to say to him to get him to leave. I don’t want him to get hurt. Nick whimpered and he hugged me tightly. Damnit. I tried to push him away, but he had a killer grip on me… I leaned down and whispered in his ear “Nicky… you are the only one who can help me. go call the police or he is going to kill me. be brave baby. go get help. Run as far away from here as possible. Now!” with that I shoved him away from me so hard that it forced him to let go, and then I pushed him again, towards the door. Nick hesitated for a second before running off. I took a deep breath. Thank God he’ll be safe.

Matt: “that was stupid”

Taylor: “shut up… what do you want Matt?”

Matt: “well, I wanted him”

Taylor: “that’s not evert going to happen”

Matt: “yes, it is. But for now, I guess I’ll deal with you. go over to the sink and bend over” he said smirking at me.

Taylor: “I’m not doing that”

Matt: “yes you are” he said taking a threatening step towards me. holding the knife up like the psychopath he is.

Taylor: “bite me” I spat out.

Matt: “with pleasure” he advanced towards me, and I stepped back until my back was pressed up against the sink. “turn around”

Taylor: “go to hell” before he could respond, Nick came back in.

Nick: “NO! STOP! Don’t hurt him! Please! y-you can hurt m-me instead”

Taylor: “NICK! NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! GET OUT!” he shook his head.

Nick: “he w-wants me, I-I’m not g-going to let him k-kill you tay”

Taylor: “Nick, please, go!” I begged, my eyes filling with tears. I don’t want anything to happen to him, he needs to get away.

Matt: “okay, I’m taking Nick with me, and you will never see me again if you stay put” he said pulling my attention away from my little brother.

Taylor: “you aren’t taking him. you’ll have to kill me first, before I’ll let you walk away with him”

Matt: “I’m impressed, what a good big brother, stupid, but good. I wouldn’t do the same for my brother”

Taylor: “yeah? Well that’s because you are a fucking monster.”

Matt: “I have to get out of here, because I’m sure you two have called the police. So I’m going to give you one more chance. Let me leave with Nick, or I’m shoving this knife into your heart” Nick screamed no, and I flinched as the Knife was pressed against my chest. “Make your decision!” he yelled, impatiently. I glared at him and then I spit at him. I hope that answers his question loud and clear. I heard Nick scream again, and he actually did stab me right in the chest. pain radiated from it and I stared at him in shock. He started talking to me, but I couldn’t hear him, both him and Nick seemed so far away all the sudden. He pulled the knife from my chest, and I lifted my hand up to feel where he stabbed me, because I’m kind of in disbelief. There’s blood everywhere, and I can hear loud thumping in my ears? Is that my pulse? I slid down to the floor, and Nick was on me right away, screaming and crying, but I couldn’t really understand what he was saying. I’m so dizzy now, and the room is turning grey. Holy shit.

Taylor: “I’m s-ss-sorry I couldn’t pr-protect y-you” I managed to get out. I hope he heard me, and understood that, my voice is slurring. The last thing I seen before I slipped into total darkness was Matt lifting Nick up off of me and carrying him over towards the exit. I’m going to die, and I’m never going to know if he is safe… I should have----

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Dan’s POV:

I am freaking the fuck out! As soon as the phone disconnected, I immediately called 911, and I quickly explained the situation to them, and they promised me that they would hurry. When I ran out of the house, I ran right into Paul really hard, I almost fell backwards but he caught me.

Dan: “the kids!” I said with wide eyes. He just looked at me confused. I grabbed his arm and pulled him over to his car, since his is behind mine, and I got in. “KEYS!” I said urgently. He jumped a little and then he pulled them out of his pocket, and I slammed the door shut and with shaky hands I started the car. Paul got into the passenger seat and closed his door, and I backed out and sped down the street

Paul: “oh my god! Put your seat belt on! And FOLLOW THE SPEED LIMIT!” he said sternly, as he put his own on.

Dan: “Taylor said that Matt is at the school!” I yelled, ignoring him.

Paul: “WHAT?!”

Dan: “the phone was cutting out, but I heard him say the main bathroom on the bottom floor, and I think he said he had nick” Paul gasped.

Paul: “no nonno! This can’t happen again!”

Dan: “we won’t let it”

Paul: “what if it’s too late?!”

Dan: “Taylor won’t let him hurt Nick” Paul took a deep breath and nodded.

Paul: “I got mad at Joe a few weeks ago, because I thought he was lying…”

Dan: “don’t blame yourself man, this isn’t your fault, you couldn’t have known”

Paul: “I should have listened to him” when we finally got there, I didn’t even shut off the car, we both just jumped out right away, right as Matt was walking outside, with Nick. Nick was sobbing, but what scared me the most was blood, there’s blood all over matt, and there’s a knife in his hand. Paul and I ran over there, and I grabbed the knife, and when he tried to pull away, it sliced open my hand. I didn’t let go though.

Dan: “THIS STOPS NOW!!” Paul yanked Nick out of his arms. and I could hear nick screaming Taylors name. I let go of the knife and He tried to hold it up to me, but the cops came around, and suddenly like 5 guns were pointed at us. I raised my hands and stepped away.

Cop: “LET GO OF THE KNIFE!! HANDS UP NOW!!!” the knife fell to the ground and all of them crowded in, and next thing I know he was laying on the ground with his hands cuffed behind his back. I just want to kick him in the freaking face. I stumbled away.

Matt: “WHATEVER! I ALREADY GOT MY REVENGE! TELL JOE, NEXT TIME HE SHOULD LISTEN TO ME!” He shouted.

Cop: “YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT!”

Paul: “Nicky! Baby? you are okay now. I’ve got you. you are safe”

Nick: “Tayyyyyloorrr! He Hurt Taylor!” Nick screamed. I froze… oh no… no no no nooo. “He died! HE DIED!” Nick sobbed.

Paul: “w-what… where… where is he??”

Nick: “ba-bathroom!” I took off running inside, it took me too freaking long to find the bathroom, but when I did, I almost passed out at the sight. My son, my baby boy is laying on the floor, blood all over him. his eyes are opened but he is just laying there lifeless. Oh my god. Oh my god! I ran over to him and I got down on my knees next to him. I’m scared to touch him.

Dan: “Taylor?” I leaned down close to him, to try to feel if he was breathing, and I tried to find a pulse. I’m shaking too bad, I can’t tell. “SOMEBODY HELP!” I yelled. I don’t wanna leave him, but I need to get help. I reluctantly left him, because I’m too scared to move him, and I ran back outside.

Cop: “sir, the ambulance is here, we are going to get your hand to stop bleeding”

Dan: “My son! Please… my baby is hurt. He is in the bathroom, he has been stabbed, in h-his chest… please…” I said unable to hold it together anymore. A bunch of people rushed over.

Paramedic: “take us to him” I rushed back into the school, and once we got to the bathroom door, they rushed inside. I just stood there shaking. Trying not to focus on all the blood everywhere. I felt an arm around me.

Paul: “D-Daniel… Dan, don’t look right now” he whispered. pulling me away from the door. I turned towards him, he is still tightly holding onto a sobbing Nicky. He pulled me into a tight hug.

Dan: “I c-ca.. I can’t tell if-… I couldn’t.. No pulse”

Paul: “i-its… I’m sorry”

Dan: “w-wwhaat am I going t-to te-tell Deb?”

Paul: “we… we don’t know a-anything yet”

Dan: “ch-chest.. he was stabbed in the chest” I said before starting to sob just as hard as nick. A few seconds later Paul stumbled back, I turned to look as a stretcher was pushed into the bathroom. Before they got him out of there, the halls started filling up with all the kids.

Paul: “can you please tell us if he is alive?” he asked as one of the paramedics walked back out.

Paramedic: “Yes, he is alone” I started sobbing even harder. My baby is alive, thank God he is alive. “Sir, you need to come with me, your hand is bleeding a lot, we need to stop the blood” I shook my head no.

Dan: “I’m n-not l-leaving m-my boy”

Paramedic: “we are taking him, please come with us, let us check your hand, and you can ride with him” I nodded.

Paul: “Daniel, let them h-help you. I’m going to get the kids, and then I’ll meet you at the hospital, okay?”

Dan: “c-call.. call her”

Paul: “Deb? Okay, I’ll call her” I nodded, and I tried to wipe my tears, but more just kept coming. A bunch of people walked out of the bathroom. Taylor’s on the stretcher, wrapped in a blanket, with oxygen on his face, and they are putting pressure to his chest. I sobbed. I can’t handle seeing him like this, but at least he is alive. That guy grabbed my arm and pulled me away from Paul, and we walked out of the school. I watched as they loaded Taylor up in the ambulance, and then they lifted me up too, because I’m kind of in the middle of a mental breakdown. And they had me sit on this bench thingy, on the side. The back of the ambulance filled with people, most of which were thankfully helping my baby. one guy is kneeling in front of me, trying to hold pressure onto my hand, to get it to stop bleeding. He kept asking me questions about Taylor, I tried my best to answer all of them, but I’m struggling to focus on him, because I’m so concerned for my child. 

Dan: ”he.. he is… is he alive still?” I asked squeezing his hand. I just need to hear it again.

Paramedic: “yes, he is alive, he is a fighter” I nodded.

Dan: “is he going to make it?”

Paramedic: “we are doing everything we can”

Dan: “h-how is he a-alive?”

Paramedic: “I don’t know. Maybe somebody upstairs wants him to be” I nodded.

Dan: “c-can he hear me?”

Paramedic: “I’m not sure… but you should talk to him” I nodded.

Dan: “T-Taylor… baby… stay strong okay? Daddy’s here. hold on for me… you can’t leave us, son” the guy smiled and patted my leg, and then he started taking my vitals. When we got to the hospital, I was unfortunately separated from Taylor. I wanted to stay with him, but they wouldn’t let me. I don’t even know where he is right now. But I know this is necessary, so they can save my kid. they had me wait in the emergency room waiting room for now. they said somebody would come for me for my hand soon. I don’t really give a fuck about my hand. I wish I could be with Taylor right now. I tried my best to keep pressure on my hand, and I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself down. after like 20 minutes I felt someone climb into my lap, and I shot my eyes open.

Demi: “daddy… is he okay??” I wrapped my arms around her.

Dan: “I hope so” the rest of the family walked over

Paul: “have you heard anything?” I shook my head no.

Denise: “we couldn’t get ahold of Deb, she wasn’t home, and she left her phone there”

Dan: “s-she’s at lunch with Emily”

Denise: “I’ll try to call her” she said before walking outside.

Drake: “what happened to him?” Drake asked confused.

Paul: “I haven’t told them yet...” I nodded. I can understand why. this is scary. Nick is still sobbing his heart out.

Dan: “c-can I see him?” Paul nodded and Demi got up, and Paul sat him in my lap. Nick immediately threw his arms around me.

Nick: “I’m s-sosorry!”

Dan: “shh, it’s not your fault”

Nick: “y-yes”

Dan: “Noo. Nicky l-listen to me. it’s not, okay?” he whimpered and buried his face into my neck. I held him close.

Paul: “here, let me hold that onto your hand” he said sitting next to me, and holding the bandages firmly against the palm of my hand. I winced.

Dan: “Paul, I’m fine”

Paul: “just let me help” I nodded, and I closed my eyes. I can’t tell if Nick is shaking harder, or if it’s me. Denise walked back in.

Dense: “Ken knows where Emily and Deb are, he is going to get them, and then they will be here”

Nurse: “Daniel Lautner?” he called. Paul immediately took Nick from my arms. and I stood up.

Dan: “is my son okay?”

Nurse: “I don’t know anything about him yet. you need stitches though, so please come with me” I nodded, and followed him out of the waiting room. they took my vitals again, and then they took me back to a room and I had to sit there for a while before they came and cleaned up my hand, gave me a few shots. It is a really deep cut. They stitched it up, and then they wrapped up my hand, and gave me care instructions, before they finally let me go back into the waiting room. Paul was the only one in there, he is sitting with his face buried in his hands.

Dan: “p-paul..” he wiped his tears and looked up “where’s everyone?”

Paul: “they took Taylor back into surgery, we don’t know much at all. But everyone else is on the surgery floor waiting now”

Dan: “I’m so scared”

Paul: “I know… me too”

Dan: “how much do the children know?”

Paul: “they know he was stabbed in the chest at school, but they don’t know by who yet… I.. I don’t know how to tell Joseph” I nodded. I’m worried about him finding out too. I know he is going to find out sooner or later, plus Nick saw everything that happened. Paul put his arm around me and he led me up to our family. walking into the waiting room and seeing how terrified all the kids were completely just broke my heart, because I don’t know how to comfort them, I’m scared too.

Denise: “Paul, he is inconsolable. He needs you” Paul frowned and walked over and he picked Nick up.

Paul: “Nicky, baby, you need to calm down, you are going to make yourself sick”

Nick: “t-taay.. I w-want t-taylorrr” he sobbed loudly.

Paul: “I know, I know baby” I can’t even imagine how scary that all must have been for Nick. He watched Matt try to kill his big brother, and then he got picked up and carried out. if Paul and I wouldn’t have been there… I don’t even want to think about it. Paul started pacing back and forth through the waiting room, rocking Nick in his arms. it reminds me of how we used to make Nick stop crying as a baby. I miss when all our children were babies, it was so much easier to keep them safe back then. I sat down and Demi walked over and climbed back onto my lap, I smiled sadly at her and wrapped my arms around her and I held her close.

Demi: “I w-w-was mean to h-him today daddy… wh-what if I never get to tell him sorry?” she whispered. I kissed the top of her head.

Dan: “when I was on m-my way here, I asked the paramedic if he was going to be okay, and they told me that he was a fighter. And he is right, our boy has always been a fighter” Demi nodded.

Demi: “what h-happened? Who w-would do this?”

Dan: “will talk to you about everything very soon baby girl… now’s not a good time” she nodded, and Emily, Ken, and Deb rushed in.

Deb: “have you guys heard anything yet??” Denise got up and hugged her.

Denise: “we just know that they are doing everything they can”

Deb: “He better pay for doing this to our son” she said clinching her fists.

Joe: “w-who… who did it?” Joe asked softly. He hasn’t said anything since he got here. I think he might know. “they don’t know yet?” Denise and I both shook our heads no. Ken and Emily walked over and sat by their children, to try to comfort them, and Deb let go of Denise and she came and sat next to Demi and I. Ugh… This whole thing is terrifying… I know the doctors and nurses are very busy helping everyone, but it’s so hard to just sit out here and wait, and not know anything. we don’t even know if he is alive still. I bit my lip and squeezed my eyes shut, and I started crying again. Which made Demi cry even harder. Deb grabbed my hand.

Deb: “I.. I’m sc-scared” I learned closer to her, and I put my head on her shoulder and I squeezed her hand.

Dan: “me too” I whispered… I’m not even sure how long we sat here. it felt like hours and hours. Nick Finally cried himself out and fell asleep, which is good, he has been crying for hours. I’m sure he is exhausted.

Doctor: “Lautner?” My eyes shot open

Paul: “that’s us” he walked over to us, and I moved Demi and stood up.

Dan: “is he… please tell me he is still alive” he nodded.

Doctor: “He is. What’s your relation to him?”

Dan: “I’m his father”

Doctor: “Okay, he is not doing very good. We did everything we could, we repaired a lot, we managed to stop the bleeding. He was stabbed just a few inches away from his heart, he is a lucky boy”

Deb: “is he going to be okay??”

Doctor: “I don’t know… we did everything we could. That being said, he lost a LOT of blood, he was already down but a lot before he got here, that’s why he went unconscious, and he hemorrhaged a few times during surgery, one of which, I’m surprised we were able to stop. It wasn’t good, and he is going to need multiple blood transfusions, his organs will begin shutting down and we will lose him if we don’t get him blood soon.”

Dan: “okay, what are you waiting for? Do that”

Doctor: “he has a very rare B negative blood type, so we struggling to find what he needs, we are having some delivered here, but that could be awhile, and he doesn’t have awhile”

Dan: “can we help? Um.. I… I don’t think I have that blood type… honey? What are you?” I asked looking back at Deb.

Deb: “I don’t know…”

Dan: “he would have the same blood type as his mother, wouldn’t he?” the doctor shook his head.

Doctor: “it’s possible, though very rare, parents often pass down different blood types. we can still check though”

 Emily: “Drake is B negative” she interrupted. I looked over at them.

Drake: “oh yeah, I totally am. Can I help?”

Doctor: “of course. we will need to do a directed donation, immediately. What’s your name?”

Drake: “Drake”

Doctor: “alright Drake, I’m going to have someone came and get you, they are going to poke you, and double check some things, and then if everything goes well, we can get some blood out of you for him” Drake nodded. and the doctor walked out.

Deb: “drake, thank you” Drake nodded.

Drake: “I guess we really are family huh? Taylor has the same blood as me” I smiled a little.

Dan: “yes, you are definitely family buddy” I walked over, and I gave him a hug. “I love you, thank you”

Drake: “I love you too”

Nurse: “Drake?” we pulled apart

Drake: “that’s me” she smiled at us.

Nurse: “follow me”

Drake: “Um… Dan, can you come with me?” I nodded.

Dan: “of course” we followed her back into this different section of the hospital. He honestly looks a little scared. She had him hop up on a bed and she started getting some stuff ready.

Nurse: “okay, we are going to draw a little blood, just to test for some stuff first”

Drake: “am I going to get poked twice?”

Nurse: “unfortunately yes, I wish we could do it all at once, I’m sorry” Drake nodded, and she started getting everything ready for him.

Nurse: “so do you play any sports at school or anything?” she asked, trying to distract him.

Drake: “no, I… I suck at sports.”

Dan: “He is really good at playing the guitar and singing though”

Nurse: “Oooh that’s awesome!! My son likes playing the guitar too” she said as she checked his arms, and then cleaned off a spot.

Drake: “ssoo… uh.. d-do you... do you like poking people?” he asked nervously. she laughed and nodded.

Nurse: “yeah, I do. I like helping people… you are going to feel a little pitch now” He nodded, and she stuck the needle in, and I cringed as she wiggled it around a little. “there you go” she said as blood started coming out into the tube. Drakes eyes widened when he saw it. I cupped his face with my good hand

Dan: “hey, look at me” he darted his eyes around until they met mine. “it’s okay, buddy. The worst part is over” he nodded. “You know, if Taylor was having to do this, he would probably be hiding under this bed, he doesn’t like needles” Drake giggled a little bit.

Nurse: “okay, all done” she said as she pulled the needle out. I smiled and kissed the top of his head.

Dan: “Good job buddy”

Nurse: “we are going to try to rush this with the labs, so you guys can sit tight in here, and I’ll be back as soon as we have the results”

Dan: “okay, thank you” she finished up and then she left the room. I had him move over, and we both laid on the bed.

Drake: “we were sitting in history class, and Taylor’s phone started beeping a bunch, Mr. Neil got mad, so Taylor grabbed his backpack and dug for it, I thought he was just going to shut it off, but he like dropped his backpack and took off out of the class. I grabbed his stuff, and next thing I know, the school was locked down, and then I was being pulled out of school, and then all of this” he said gesturing around us. “like what happened? Who did it?”

Dan: “Taylor called me, and he said that Matt was at the school, and he had Nick in the bathrooms” Drake gasped.

Drake: “oh no… was Nick hurt?”

Dan: “Nick’s been inconsolable, I don’t think Paul and Denise have been able to talk to him yet, but I don’t think he was hurt, I hope he wasn’t”

Drake: “but… but his shirt was inside out.” He said looking at me with wide eyes… my stomach dropped... I didn’t even realize that. I know Drake could feel me go tense beside him, because turned and wrapped his arms around me and laid his head on my chest. I took a deep shaky breath, and I started rubbing his back. we are going to have to talk to Nick… what if Nick was being sexually abused already when Taylor got to him? oh God, that makes me feel sick.

Dan: “we will talk to him about it” Drake nodded.

Drake: “why is Matt such a bad person? Why would he want to hurt them?”

Dan: “I don’t know…”

Drake: “Joey was right, he warned us that he saw Matt at the school a few days ago”

Dan: “I know… Joey doesn’t know… don’t tell him. he is already really scared about Taylor, we don’t want to tell him yet”

Drake: “I won’t tell him” I closed my eyes and let my mind drift back to Taylor. Man, today has been awful. I wish I could see him right now. I feel so helpless. “I’ve never had a friend that means as much to me as Taylor does… I need him to be okay” I pushed Drakes hair away from his forehead so I could kind of see his face and I frowned at the new tears on his face.

Dan: “I need him to be okay too” we laid in silence for a while, until the nurse came back with someone else.

Nurse: “okay, you are a match, everything’s good. we are taking a little bit more blood from you then we would from normal donors, but you’ll be fine, you might just be a little more tired than most for a few days” she said as she started laying everything out again. I grabbed his arm and turned it, so that it was in the right position for them to do it. they tied the thing around his upper arm and then they felt around, before choosing a spot and wiping it clean.

Dan: “Drake, close your eyes buddy, don’t look at it” I said softly. He nodded and his eyes closed. I can feel him trembling a little bit. I held him closer and tried to offer as much comfort as possible. I know this isn’t fun. But I’m so thankful he is able to do this for Taylor.

Nurse: “okay, are you ready?”

Drake: “yes ma’am” she put the needle in his arm, and he flinched a little bit

Dan: “it’s okay buddy, it’s almost over” he nodded, and they got him all set up. Drake relaxed in my arms when she was done messing with him, and I watched as his blood started going up the tube, and into the bag.

Nurse: “Drake, you might feel a little nauseous when we are done, and you may be a little lightheaded. That’s completely normal, especially with the amount of blood that the doctor wants us to take”

Dan: “it’s a safe amount though? correct?”

Nurse: “It’s more then I’ve ever taken from someone before, so he is probably not going to feel good, but Taylor is going to die without this. And Drake’s body will replenish the red blood cells he is donating within a few weeks, he will be fine, just tired”

Drake: “don’t worry Dan, I’m okay, I want to do this” He said softly. I sighed. I wish I could do this instead. It took quite awhile, I was talking to Drake, and he ended up passing out, like his eyes rolled back, and he fainted, which totally freaked me the heck out. the nurses both tried to reassure me that he was okay, but I don’t like this at all. I texted Ken, and he just came in.

Ken: “sorry, it took me a little bit to find you. how’s he doing?”

Nurse: “he is almost done.”

Ken: “is he okay?”

Nurse: “he passed out, but he will be okay, it happens all the time” Ken nodded.

Dan: “Have you heard anything about Taylor?”

Ken: “no, they came to get medical history and everything from Deb, but they didn’t have any new information. He is still fighting though” I nodded. and Ken sat down next to the bed. After a little bit they finally finished with the blood, and they pulled the needle from his arm and bandaged him up. I’m not sure how much blood they took from him, but it sure looked like a lot.

Nurse: “okay, when he wakes up, he probably isn’t going to feel very good, don’t let him get up, he should stay in bed for a little bit” we nodded and thanked her, and then they both left the room.

Dan: “Drake mentioned that Nick’s shirt was inside out…” I said looking over at Ken. he looked confused for a second, before his eyes went wide...

Ken: “you don’t think…”

Dan: “I don’t know. I really hope not… is he still asleep?”

Ken: “yeah, Joe wanted Paul, so when I left, Denise was holding Nick, but they were able to move him without him waking up.” I nodded. “how are you doing? I know all of this is very scary”

Dan: “I’m trying to stay calm, for the family, but I’m really scared”

Ken: “I’m scared too… but you know what, this is a great hospital, and he is in good hands, he made it through quite a crazy surgery, and he is still holding on. So I think he is stronger then we know, and he will be okay” I nodded and after a little bit Drake wiggled.

Dan: “Drake? are you with us buddy?” he groaned and sat up. I immediately pulled him back down. “the nurse said you can’t get up” he made a whiney sound, and he tried to get back up.

Ken: “Drake. Lay down” he said sternly.

Drake: “but I feel like I’m going to be sick” he whined.

Ken: “I’ll go getcha something, just stay put” he walked out of the room.

Dan: “I’m sorry you don’t feel good Drake, but thank so much for what you did for Taylor” I said running my fingers through his hair.

Drake: “wanted too” he mumbled, trying to get up again. I rolled my eyes and turned him towards me a little, and I slapped his bottom. He yelped. “ouch”

Dan: “your father and I both told you to no” he pouted and hid his face in my chest. I sighed and rubbed his back. He asked something, but it was muffled, and I couldn’t hear it. “what’s that, buddy?”

Drake: “how much blood did they take out?” he mumbled, louder.

Dan: “I’m not sure, it was a lot” Ken came back in with a puke bag thingy, and some napkins, and water.

Ken: “they are going to get you something for nausea”

Drake: “dadddy, Dan spanked my butt” he whined. I rolled my eyes.

Ken: “oh did he? I’m sure you deserved it” Drake groaned. And he started wiggling around way too much. I lifted him, and pulled him up, so that he was directly on top of me, and I wrapped my arms around him.

Dan: “you are staying put for a while nurses, daddy, and I’s orders”

Drake: “fine, whatever” he mumbled. about 20 minutes later, a guy came in with some medicine to help him feel better.

Nurse: “how are you feeling Drake?”

Drake: “very tired”

Nurse: “understandable. it’ll get better. Do you need anything?”

Drake: “I need to pee, but my overbearing fathers won’t let me get up” Ken and I both laughed. The Nurse chuckled.

Nurse: “well, we will help you” he lowered the railing to the bed, and he helped Drake slowly sit up, I sat up too.

Drake: “whoa...”

Ken/Dan: “are you okay?” we both asked.

Nurse: “are you feeling a little dizzy?” Drake nodded. “okay, just sit there for a second, get used to being up right” he nodded again. “I’m going to go get you a wheelchair, because the bathroom’s down the hall” drake went to argue but both Ken and I shut that down real quick. When he came back, they helped drake get up, and they put him in the chair, and then the nurse wheeled him out. I got up and stretched.

Ken: “I can stay here with Drake, I think you should go be with the family, they need you” I nodded.

Dan: “thank you for letting Drake do this”

Ken: “yeah of course, I hope it helps Taylor” I nodded. I really hope it does too. I gave Ken a hug, and then I walked back to that waiting room.

Dan: “Paul? Where is everyone?” Paul’s eyes shut open. Joseph is in his lap sleeping, and Nick is sleeping in Kevin’s lap, and everyone else is gone.

Paul: “Dan… how’s Drake?”

Dan: “he is kind of dizzy, he will be okay though” Paul nodded.

Paul: “the girls were an anxious mess sitting here waiting, Denise and Emily took Deb and the girls to get some food for everyone” I nodded.

Dan: “Kevin, how are you doing buddy?” I asked walking over and running my fingers though his hair.

Kevin: “I wanna see Taylor”

Dan: “I know, I want to see him too.” I said as I sat next to him.

Kevin: “I wish we could summon and angel or something, to help heal him” I chuckled and nodded

Dan: “me too Kev”

Kevin: “we all prayed for him”

Dan: “that’s very good. it’s going to be okay” I said, even though I’m not quite so sure. Kevin nodded. “Paul… um, Drake pointed out Nicky’s shirt” I said softly. Paul looked over at him confused.

Paul: “whats wrong wit- Damn it!”

Kevin: “daddy? what’s wrong?”

Paul: “wake him up”

Dan: “maybe you should let him sleep”

Paul: “if he needs medical attention I need to know, right now” I nodded.

Dan: “Nicky” I lifted him up and out of Kevin’s arms. “Wake up sleepy head” Nick woke up and rubbed his eyes. “Hi baby, we need to talk to you, can you look at me, please?” he moved his hands out of his face and he looked up at me with his big brown eyes.

Nick: “is Taylor o-okay?”

Dan: “he’s hanging in there. Hey, so um…” I hesitated to say more. I don’t want to upset him… we need to know though. “Nicky, Did Matt hurt you?”

Kevin: “MATT?!”

Paul: “SHH! I don’t want you to wake up Joey” Paul said as he reached over and smacked Kev’s thigh. Kevin jumped and rubbed his thigh.

Kevin: “it was matt”

Paul: “yes”

Dan: “Nicky, look at me baby” he looked back up at me with tears in his eyes this time. “Did he hurt you?” he shook his head no. “Nick, I need you to tell me the truth”

Paul: “Why is your shirt inside out Nick?”

Nick: “He.. He was going to.. he tried too” Nick bit his lip.

Dan: “you can tell us, Nicky. What did he do to you?” Nick whimpered and through his arms around me, and he hugged me tightly, and he laid his head on my shoulder. I rubbed his back.

Paul: “tell us everything baby boy” Paul said softly.

Nick: “I was walking to class, and Matt grabbed my arm and started pulling me into the opposite direction, I was so scared that I didn’t even try to g-get away. He took me to that bathroom, and told me he was going to enjoy taking me, like he took J-Joe…” I shook my head, and Paul clinched his fist. “I got away from him and I locked myself into the stall and I texted Taylor, until my leg was grabbed, and I was dragged under the door. Matt took my clothes off, all of them except my underwear, and then he got on top of me, and I couldn’t get him off. and he kissed me a lot and touched me everywhere. It was so scary… Then t-taylor came in. He tackled Matt to the floor, and he told me to put my clothes back on. But my hands were shaky, and I had a hard time d-doing it. and then Taylor gasped, and that’s when I saw the knife, he hurt Taylor’s tummy with it, and then Taylor yelled at me to get out. but Matt told me not to move, and then they both were yelling at me to listen them. then Matt said that if I left, he would kill Taylor… I-I didn’t know what to do. I told Taylor that I didn’t want to leave him. but he told me I didn’t have a choice. and then he told Taylor he was going to bend him over a-and… and he said… he..” Nick is really struggling to tell us about it. I feel bad making him go over all this again. He is going to have to tell the police all of this again. “anyway, Taylor yelled at me and told me if I didn’t leave, he was going to spank me, but I didn’t listen to him, b-because I didn’t want Matt to hurt him… So I hugged Taylor, and I tried not to let go when he pushed me away. Taylor told me that I was the only one who could help him, and I needed to leave and call the police… and then he shoved me away, and I called 911, and they told me they were already on the way, so I went back inside, and I tried to save Taylor. I thought if I let Matt hurt me, then he wouldn’t kill him, but then Taylor… he saved me, and… and now he is hurt, really hurt. And it’s my fault.”

Paul: “Nicky, it’s not your fault”

Nick: “if I never would have texted him” I pushed him away, so that I could see his face.

Dan: “Nick, what happened to Taylor is awful… But we are praying for him, and he is going to push through it. If Matt would have taken you? you could be dead right now and none of us would have even known where you went. You were in danger, and you did the only thing you knew to do. this isn’t your fault. Matt’s the ONLY one responsible for this, and he will rot in prison for it. you understand?” Nick nodded. “I don’t want to hear you say it was your fault again, because that’s not true. If you say it again, I’ll put you over my knee, okay?” Nick whimpered and reached his arms towards me, wanting to be close again. I let him; he hid his face in my shoulder. I sighed. it was hard hearing that… but I’m so glad that Matt didn’t get the chance to Rape Nick, or Taylor. I really hope the rest of Matt’s life is miserable hell for everything he has done to Joe and this family.

Paul: “I don’t think we should tell Joseph about this, any of it. I don’t want him to know that it was Matt who stabbed Taylor”

Dan: “he is going to find out eventually? Won’t he?”

Paul: “not if I can help it… he has PTSD from what happened, I think this will set him back, big time”

Kevin: “Daddy… he is going to ask; he will want to know what happened”

Paul: “I know, but… I don’t want him to know”

Dan: “if you don’t want to tell him, we will try our best to make sure he doesn’t fine out”

Paul: “what do you think we should do?”

Dan: “I think that he has been through enough, and not telling him is probably the right decision” He nodded. “Nicky?” I asked patting his back

Nick: “hm?”

Dan: “were you listening to us?” he nodded.

Nick: “not supposeta tell Joey” he mumbled. I kissed the top of his head.

Paul: “try to go back to sleep baby boy, you need some rest”

Nick: “I want to see Taylor”

Dan: “I know, me too, but we can’t see him yet” Nick started to cry again, so I stood up with him and I started walking around the room with him like Paul was doing earlier, because I really want him to go back to sleep. He needs it.

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Hours and hours later. (still Dan’s POV)

Taylor was in recovery for hourss! And they did give him the blood transfusions with Drakes blood, he needed monitored during that, and it went okay, thank god. And then they had to do another emergency surgery on him, they came and told us that he made it out of surgery, and now he is in recovery again. Our poor boys been through so much... We’ve been waiting all night, and we still haven’t got to see him at all… I haven’t seen my baby since they took us out of the ambulance and separated us. Nobody wanted to leave, so we all stayed, and my whole family slept in the waiting room. I tried to sleep, Paul even made me lay down on the blankets the hospital let us all use, but I just can’t sleep. I laid down with them though mostly because Paul wouldn’t let me pace around anymore, but also because I wanted to cuddle with Demi, and Deb. I know it’s uncomfortable, and hard to sleep on the hospital waiting room floor, but I’m so glad that my family stayed here with us. Even Ken and Emily. I am so thankful for all of them. the family we have is so special. I hope they let us see Taylor in the morning.

Joe: “mommy?” Joe whispered. I sat up

Dan: “Joey? What’s up buddy?”

Joe: “am I allowed to go find a bathroom by myself?”

Dan: “nope, I’ll come with you” I stood up and I helped Joe get out of his dad’s grip.

Joe: “but Kevin went by himself” he whined through a yawn. I chuckled and pulled him up, and I patted his bottom to get him moving.

Dan: “Kevin’s bigger than you, and Kevin doesn’t wonder off like you do.”

Joe: “I don’t wonder off”

Dan: “oh yes you do. do you remember the amusement park, and when we went camping?”

Joe: “those were an accident” I smirked and put my arm around his shoulder as we walked down the hall.

Dan: “mhmm. no going off on your own, losing you is the last thing we need”

Joe: “okay, I won’t”

Dan: “good”

Joe: “is Taylor doing better?”

Dan: “I hope so… he had a couple surgeries. I don’t really know anything still”

Joe: “did you guys get to see him?”

Dan: “not yet. don’t worry bud, I would have woken you up” he nodded. we turned the corner and I opened the bathroom door and gestured for him to go inside. And I leaned up against the wall and waited for him to come out. I really want to go try to ask how Taylor’s doing, but we’ve been bothering the hospital staff all night, so we agreed to leave them alone for a while. It’s hard though, because I just want to know how he is doing. A few minute later Joey came out and we started walking back.

Joe: “is it almost breakfast time?”

Dan: “it’s only like 3am buddy”

Joe: “ugh… can I have a snack?”

Dan: “you don’t need a snack; you need to go back to sleep”

Joe: “but all I ate all day was one piece of toast for breakfast, and I’m hungry” Joe did fall asleep early and he didn’t eat dinner with everyone else, neither did nick.

Dan: “you didn’t eat lunch at school?”

Joe: “my daddy came and got us before Lunchtime” I hadn’t realized it was so early. we’ve been here for a long time, and we still don’t know anything.

Dan: “I don’t think the cafeteria is open this late, buddy” he frowned and nodded… I can’t see Taylor; I can’t make him better. I feel so helpless… but what I can do is get Joseph something to eat, and maybe that will help distract me from my worry just a little bit. “how about we go get some keys, and then we can go get you something to eat”

Joe: “really?? thank youuu!” I smiled at him, and we walked back to the waiting room. I think I need to wake Paul up, because if they wake up and Joseph isn’t there with them, I know it’ll freak them the hell out, especially with what happened with Matt. Paul would kill me if I scared them like that. I held my finger up to my mouth, signaling to Joseph to stay quiet. He nodded and I walked over to where Paul is sleeping, and I squatted down next to him, and I shook him a little. He sucked in a deep breath and rolled over onto his back.

Dan: “Hey... Paul?” I whispered. he blinked his eyes opened and then he looked up at me.

Paul: “Daniel, what’s wrong? Is Taylor-”

Dan: “no, no... it’s okay. I haven’t heard anything about Taylor… Can I have your keys?” he narrowed his eyes at me.

Paul: “excuse me?”

Dan: “I need your keys, we brought your car, remember?” he sat up.

Paul: “Daniel, you aren’t leaving, you-“

Dan: “I just want to go take Joey to get something to eat, I’m okay, I just can’t sleep… we will be right be right back. please Paul? I need to clear my head”

Paul: “Joseph doesn’t need… what time is it?”

Dan: “it’s like a little after 3am… Joey is hungry, all he had was toast yesterday for breakfast”

Paul: “oh... where is he?”

Dan: “Joseph, come here” Joey walked over, and he sat on the blanket in front of his dad.

Joe: “hi daddy”

Paul: “hey baby, are you sure you can’t go back to sleep for a few hours?”

Joe: “I’m hungry” he mumbled, with a pout on his face. Paul sighed and pulled him into a hug.

Paul: “Okay. I’m sorry buddy, we had a late dinner last night, and I wanted to let you and Nicky sleep”

Joe; “it’s okay daddy”

Paul: “Dan... why don’t you stay here and try to get some rest; I’ll take him to go get something to eat”

Dan: “no” he raised his eyebrow at me.

Paul: “Daniel…”

Dan: “please let me… I.. I’m scared and I’m losing my mind waiting around. I need to get out of here for a minute. I need a distraction because I can’t do anything here but be scared”

Paul: “have you even slept? Are you going to be able to drive safely? I don’t like this Daniel” I sighed.

Dan: “I’m good… you know you I’ll bring the baby boy back safely. I promise I’m fine”

Paul: “you aren’t fine, and I’m coming with you. help me up” He said reaching his hand up. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his hand and pulled him up. I should have known that he wouldn’t let me leave without him.

Deb: “Dan?” she asked sleepily. I went over to her, and I kneeled down and gently tucked her hair behind her ear. “is everything okay?”

Dan: “yes. still haven’t heard anything about our boy… go back to sleep beautiful”

Deb: “why are you awake? Come lay down with me”

Dan: “Joseph is hungry, Paul and I are going to go get him something to eat… I need to get out and clear my head” she nodded in understanding.

Deb: “I want you right here as soon as you come back.” she said sternly, patting the floor right next to her. I smirked and leaned down and gave her a kiss

Dan: “please call me if you hear anything? I’ll be back soon”

Deb: “I will. I love you”

Dan: “I love you too” I got back up, and Paul grabbed Joseph’s hand, and he checked for his keys before we left. It took us a long time to find our way back through the hospital to where the emergency room is, because Paul’s car is parked by there.

Paul: “what do you want to eat Joey?”

Joe: “Ice cream”

Paul/Dan: “No” we both said at the same time.

Joe: “no fun” he mumbled as we walked outside. It’s much colder outside then it was earlier. Joey Shivered… Poor kid is just wearing a T-shirt.

Dan: “come here kiddo” I said unzipping my hoodie. he let go of Paul’s hand, and I took my hoodie off and wrapped it around him.

Joe: “thank you” I nodded and wrapped my arm around him, and we followed Paul to his car and we got in.

Paul: “we should stop by our houses and get chargers, and some warmer clothes” I nodded.

Dan: “Yeah, my phone is dead… Damnit!” I exclaimed. Paul looked over at me with a glare. We try not to swear in front of the kids. I sighed and buckled my seatbelt. “I forgot to call my dad and Matthew”

Paul: “oh yeah… I called my dad, I didn’t remember to call yours”

Dan: “he is going to be mad that we didn’t”

Paul: “your dad and Matthew are both probably sleeping, and we don’t know anything yet… so you should call them later”

Dan: “alright, but if my dad freaks about me waiting so long to call, I’m blaming you” Paul chuckled and started the car and backed out. Joey giggled loudly from the backseat. I grinned. “what are you laughing at back there, little one?”

Joe: “I’m not little… ANNDD I’m laughing because you guys sound like Kevin and I do sometimes”

Dan: “well, your dad is my big brother Joey” I said looking back at him. he tilted his head to the side.

Joe: “does that mean you are my uncle kind of?”

Dan: “I guess you could say so”

Joe: “but I always thought you were like my second Daddy” I couldn’t help but to smile at that.

Dan: “well, your daddy and I technically aren’t related, we were best friends, so I can be anything to you that you wanna be”

Joe: “I like you being my second daddy better”

Dan: “me too Joey” I said reaching back and patting his leg.

Paul: “well, technically he is your second Father Joey, He and Deb are your god parents… so if anything bad ever happened to your mother and I, they would take care of you”

Joe: “do you like being our second daddy, god parent thing?”

Dan: “of course I do. I love you boys just as much as I love my own babies, you know that, don’t you?” he smiled and nodded.

Paul: “what do you want to eat Joey?”

Joe: “can I have a bagel?”

Paul: “sure baby boy, we have bagels at home” I turned the heat up even warmer, it really is cold out.

Joe: “d-do you think Taylor is gonna be sad that we left him?”

Paul: “don’t worry about that Joey, Taylor’s sleeping, and we will only be gone for just a little bit”

Joe: “I hope the sleepy head wakes up soon. I miss him”

Dan: “I hope he wakes up soon too” We arrived at Paul’s house like 10 minutes later, and I took a quick shower and borrowed some of Paul’s warmer clothes while Joey ate his little middle of the night snack. “Hey Paul, can I use your phone charger?”

Paul: “of course. I think it’s in my room, by the nightstand”

Dan: “okay thanks” I went into their bedroom, and I unplugged it, and I brought it into the dining room, and I plugged my phone in, and then sat next to Joe. he finished his bagel and now he is eating some candy. “does your daddy know you have that?” he froze… “Joseph?” I asked, sternly. He put the candy down and he looked at me with sad guilty eyes.

Joe: “h-he.. he said I could…” I raised my eyebrow at him.

Dan: “are you sure about that?” I asked as I crossed my arms and glared at him. I know that there’s no freaking way that Paul would ever let him eat candy at 3:30 in the morning. I know my brother better then that…

Joe: “he s-said I could take it with us, and share with everybody else later”

Dan: “mhm. That’s what I thought” I said as I snatched the bag of candy away from him. He pouted. “if you are still hungry, have an apple or something”

Joe: “can I have some strawberries?”

Dan: “if you have some, go for it” He nodded, and he got up. but I grabbed his arm before he could get far. “don’t lie to me again, or I’ll be taken my belt to your bare backside… do you hear me kid?” he pouted and nodded. when I let go of his arm, he wrapped his arms around my neck and smooshed his face up against the side of mine. I chuckled and hugged him back.

Joe: “I’m so sorry… I don’t know why I… I just wanted candy. I’m sorry” he climbed into my lap and kissed the side of my face.

Dan: “what’s wrong Joey? Are you just being a little cuddle bug?” I don’t mind the cuddles at all. I love them. I just wanna make sure he is okay.

Joe: “I j-just… I know you are sad, about Taylor, and… and I… I shouldn’t be being naughty… I’m very sorry” I sighed.

Dan: “it’s okay Joey… I’m not upset with you”

Joe: “well, I’m sorry anyway… thank you for not spanking me”

Dan: “just this once baby boy. don’t tell your father about this though”

Paul: “don’t tell me about what?” Joey let go of me and jumped out of my lap.

Joe: “n-nothing daddy!” he said quickly. too quickly. I rolled my eyes and smirked. Joey is not very good at keeping secrets at all. “I’m going to go get some strawberries” he quickly left the room.

Paul: “what was that all about?” I shrugged.

Dan: “nothing”

Paul: “mhmm” he said as he sat down. “how are you doing Daniel?”

Dan: “I just wanna see him…” he nodded.

Paul: “I know… I’m sorry. you’ll see Taylor soon”

Dan: “I better, or I swear I’m going to lose my mind” Paul grabbed a couple more chargers, and some blankets and hoodies and jackets and stuff, and then we drove back to the hospital. Everyone was still sound asleep in the waiting room. Paul and Joe stayed up and watched Tv. I laid back down where Deb wanted me, and I actually did end up falling asleep.

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(Later) Still Dan’s POV:

Taylor ended up having ANOTHER surgery early this morning because he started hemorrhaging again. They were able to stop the bleeding again, thankfully. But he lost a lot of blood again… His hemoglobin is only at a 5, which is actually a little higher than it was when we got here, because of Drakes help, but it’s still dangerously low… it should be like a 16 or higher… and Drake can’t donate anymore blood. They are shipping more blood here for him, so it’s a waiting game right now. He is in the ICU, getting the best care possible. They promised me that we could see him soon, as long as the bleeding doesn’t start again. Paul walked over and sat next to me, and he handed me his phone, because right now Nick and Joe are watching a movie on mine. I looked at Paul confused.

Paul: “you need to call your dad, and your little brother…”

Dan: “but-“

Paul: “Daniel… they need to know”

Dan: “Matthew probably won’t even answer”

Paul: “then I’ll go get him and spank him, and then drag his sore little ass over here” I laughed. I have no doubts that Paul would do that. “He loves Taylor, if he doesn’t answer, leave a message, he will call back”

Dan: “can you call Matthew please? I’ll call my dad… I j- I just don’t think I can handle Matthew ignoring me right now” Paul nodded, and he took his phone from me and he called him, and left a message quickly explaining what happened. And then he handed his phone back to me. I sighed and went through his contacts and found my dad’s number, and then I held my phone up to my ear.

(Phone Conversation)

Scott: “Hello Paul! Is my little boy behaving himself?” I rolled my eyes.

Dan: “little boy dad? I’m old” he laughed, and Paul smirked.

Scott: “Hi baby. I tried calling you yesterday”

Dan: “oh you did? I… dad, something terrible has happened”

Scott: “son, what is it?”

Dan: “Taylor… he is alive, but it isn’t good, he has been stabbed and-“

Scott: “that’s what I was calling about, on the news yesterday I saw that there was a stabbing at the kids school and I wanted to make sure all our kids were okay… it w-was Taylor?” he said in a shocked voice.

Dan: “yes, he was stabbed just a little bit in his belly, but he was stabbed deeply in his chest” my dad gasped.

Scott: “oh no”

Dan: “he has been in and out of surgery all night, and this morning, it’s a miracle that he is alive… but he is, our boy is strong”

Scott: “I’m going to stop and get some gas, and then I’ll be on my way baby boy” he said softly. I instantly teared up.

Dan: “I’m scared daddy” I whispered, not wanting any of the kids to hear me. Paul heard though, and he wrapped his arm around me.

Scott: “I know son, I’m scared too, but it’s going to be okay, I’m going to be praying the whole way there”

Dan: “thanks dad... drive safely, please”

Scott: “yes, I will. Call me immediately if anything changes, I’ll pull over”

Dan: “yes sir… call us when you get here, someone will come down and meet you outside” Paul’s phone started beeping, so I pulled his phone away from my ear to look “Dad, Matthew’s calling, I gotta go”

Scott: “okay, I love you”

Dan: “I love you too daddy”

  I switched over to Matthews call.

Dan: “Hello?”

Matthew: “Danny, Taylor was stabbed? What the hell happened?” I took a deep breath.

Dan: “yeah, he was. Right in the chest… he is in the ICU, we don’t know too much, but he lost a lot of blood, he is unconscious, and he is not doing so well”

Matthew: “Oh my gosh… who did this to him?”

Dan: “I can’t say right now, buddy”

Matthew: “what? why not?”

Dan: “because I don’t want to scare the kids” more specifically Joseph. All the other kids know now.

Matthew: “was it the guy who hurt Joseph?”

Dan: “yes.”

Matthew: “UGH! Seriously?! What the hell? I fucking hate him, I hope he rots in prison forever”

Dan: “me too”

Matthew: “is Taylor going to be alright?”

Dan: “I really hope so… I’ll let you know if anything changes”

Matthew: “okay, I’m going to come there, I don’t really know where I am though, so it might take me awhile”

Dan: “what do you mean you don’t know where you are?”

Matthew: “I.. I was at a party last night, and this isn’t the house I remember being at, and none of my friends are here, so..” he said awkwardly.

Dan: “Matthew Joseph Lautner…” I said in a disappointed tone

Matthew: “don’t full name me Danny”

Dan: “if you keep doing this crap, you are going to get yourself hurt”

Matthew: “don’t be dramatic”

Dan: “Ugh! You are so-“ Paul patted my leg, and shook his head no. Matthew and I have done nothing but argue for a long time… Today’s not the day. “never mind… just.. be careful”

Matthew: “I’ll be there as soon as I can. Bye”

Dan: “bye” I hung up the phone

(End of phone calls)

  A couple hours later, I ended up falling asleep, and I woke up to a nudge to my side. I jumped, and my eyes flew open. The doctors in here talking to everyone. I quickly stood up and went over to where everyone was standing.

Doctor: “not much has changed, we haven’t got anymore blood for him yet, but the last surgery was successful, and all the bleeding has stopped, which is a very good thing. We have him in a room, ready for visitors. He isn’t awake, but I believe that being around people who care about you is probably the best medicine. Usually in intensive care we only allow 1 person to go in and see him, but since all of you have been here all night, and I can tell you all care very much, I’m going to let you all go in.” I let out a breath of relief. I want to see him so bad. “Go to the desk, and they will let you back. we already made an exception for you all”

Deb: “thank you soo much!” he smiled and nodded.

Doctor: “I have a boy his age at home too, and if I went through what you all have been through… well, I would want the same courtesy.” I thanked him too, and then we all gathered up our stuff, and we went to the desk and they let us back. they told us where to go, and when we walked in, Deb and Nick both started sobbing. I walked over to his bed, and I gently ran my fingers through his hair. He is so pale, I’ve never seen him look like this, even his lips have no color. it must be from all the blood loss. He is hooked up to lots of monitors, and he has a bunch of bandages visible on his chest.

Dan: “Taylor” I whispered. I know he probably can’t hear me. but I wanted to say it anyway.

Joe: “Daddy… w-why does he look like that?” I heard Joey ask.

Paul: “because he is… sick” Paul said, for lack of better words.

Nick: “up! up! Dan” He said tugging on my arm.

Denise: “Nicholas”

Dan: “it’s okay” I put my hands under his arms and lifted him up and onto my hip, and once I had him in place, I tried to wipe away his tears.

Nick: “I’m s-sorry” he cried, holding onto me tight.

Dan: “hush. it’s not your fault Nicky” He whimpered and cuddled close. A nurse came in, so I stepped back from Taylor’s bed to let her get to him.

Nurse: “we are working on bringing some chairs in here for you guys. we are getting the big ones, so you’ll be able to share“

Denise: “thank you so much” she smiled and nodded, and she took all his vitals, and she hooked something up to his IV. And then she left. Deb calmed down enough to be able to focus better on Taylor. she held his hand.

Deb: “t-they left his band aids on his thumbs” I smiled sadly…

Dan: “he doesn’t need those at the moment” she nodded, and she took them off of his thumb, and then she walked around the bed and removed them from his other hand. “if he was awake, he would be really happy about losing the band-aids” she nodded, and then some people came in with like 6 chairs, they are like large two people chairs. We lined them up around the outside of the room, out of the way.

Nick: “C-can I lay next to him? please?”

Denise: “No nick, he had surgeries, he needs to-“

Dan: “um..” I said interrupting her... “giving what h-happened… I.. I think he needs to be close to him, there’s room for him on this side”

Paul: “I don’t think that’s a good idea, Dan”

Dan: “Paul… Nick seen this happen to him… he is so upset that he is shaking uncontrollably… he needs Taylor… it’s okay” Paul nodded. “Nicky… look at me” he reluctantly pulled away and looked up at me. “if I let you lay by him, do you promise to be very very careful? He has very bad incisions on his chest, and probably his belly, I don’t know… and he has all this stuff hooked up to him, so you need to be careful, so squirm around, just stay still” he nodded, and I kissed his forehead, and then I carefully laid him down next to Taylor. Nick didn’t move much, he just held onto Taylor’s hand.

Joe: “How long is Taylor gonna sleep?”

Denise: ”until his body is well rested and he wants to wake up“

Nick: “but Tay likes to sleep, that could take daaays” he whined.

Joe: ”can’t you just tell him you’re gonna spank him… that’s what you usually do when he won’t wake up” I chuckled. I wish that would work this time.

Deb: “that’s not gonna work this time baby, He was hurt really bad, so he needs to sleep until his body heals up some. Kind of like when you get sick, and you have to stay in bed until you get better” I sighed and I sat next to Drake in one of the chairs, and I grabbed Joseph’s waist and pulled him back and sat him on my knee. I think when Matt went to their school, his goal was to find Joseph, and take him. Who knows where he would have taken him, and what he would have done to him... Matt is going to prison for sure, He has attempted murder, and kidnapping to go along with his rape charges now… He will be locked away forever and I can’t wait to see them hall him off to prison. I wrapped my arms around Joseph and kissed the top of his head. it makes me so fucking angry that he was hurt like he was. It’s not fair. I wish we could go back to before it happened, and protect him from this, because he will never be the same, and I hate this. Joey turned in my lap, and he looked at me.

Joe: “are you okay?” I made myself smile, and I nodded. and he leaned in closer, and he hugged me. even though Taylor’s severely hurt, I’m so glad that Joey is safe with us.

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Paul’s POV:

I got a call from Daniels dad, so I stepped out of the room to take it.

(Phone Conversation)

Paul: “hello?”

Scott: “Hey, I tried to call Daniel, but my kid ain’t answering... of course” I chuckled.

Paul: “Yeah, he is a little preoccupied because they let us back to see Taylor finally. And I think his phone is on silent, I didn’t hear it, and I was sitting right next to him”

Scott: “I’m glad they are letting the family in now. Matthew and I are here. we don’t know where to go”

Paul: “oh really? Matthews with you?” I said surprised. Matthew hasn’t been around for awhile.

Scott: “yes, he had me pick him up… we are parked by the emergency room doors”

Paul: “you know what... that’s quite a long walk. I don’t want you having to go that far, so I’ll come down and meet up with you. stay there”

Scott: “okay, thank you Paul”

Paul: “no problem”

(End of phone conversation)

  I went back into the room

Paul: “your father, and your brother are here, I’m going to go get them” I said to Dan.

Dan: “I.. I’ll come with you” He stood up and he sat Joseph in Drakes lap, and then he followed me out, and we were both kind of quiet as we walked through the hospital. I know that Dan is thinking about stuff, and I didn’t want to interrupt that. sometimes you don’t need to say anything, you just need to be there for someone. We reached the emergency room section of the hospital and then we went outside, and we both shivered at the cold air once it hit us.

Dan: “they are over there” He mumbled, walking down the driveway. I noticed that Scott was walking towards us. We both picked up the pace and met up with him. when we reached him, Scott pulled Daniel into a big tight hug.

Dan: “Thanks for coming daddy”

Scott: “Of course Daniel. I love you”

Dan: “I love you too daddy” I smiled. I love when Daniel calls him that, I think it’s the cutest thing in the world. He is very much a grown up old man… but he reminds me so much of what he was like when we were both so much younger whenever his dad is around, and I love it. I wish Scott was here more, and I know Daniel wishes that too. I left them alone, and I walked over to his car. Matthew got out.

Matthew: “you can sit up front” he said as he opened the back door.

Paul: “hold up” I said grabbing his arm. “Come here kid” He sighed and let me pull him into a hug. “I’ve missed you”

Matthew: “I’ve missed you too, all of you” when he pulled away, and turned to get in the car, I smacked his bottom hard. he yelped.

Matthew: “HEY! rude!”

Paul: “YOU need to stop being rude to your dad, and your big brother” I said sternly. He huffed.

Matthew: “they… YOU all need to stop treating me like a little kid” he said before sitting in the car and slamming the door. I sighed. I got into the car, and a few minutes later Scott and Daniel got in.

Dan: “Hey Matthew” he said softly.

Matthew: “Hi Danny.” He said awkwardly. “I’m sorry about what happened to Taylor” Dan nodded.

Dan: “Thank you for coming” we went to the other parking lot, and then we went upstairs to Taylors room. Nurses are in here checking on him. Kevin gasped

Kevin: “Uncle Matt!!!” he said surprised.

Matt: “Hey Kevy, come here you” Kevin smiled and got up, and He walked over and hugged him. I walked over to the bed to check on Taylor.

Paul: “do you need me to move him?” I asked the nurse, referring to Nick. He is asleep again. She shook her head

Nurse: “no, he is okay, I’m just drawing some blood.”

Paul: “I thought Taylor didn’t have any to spare” she nodded.

Nurse: “yeah, it isn’t ideal. But we need to keep checking a bunch of things, to make sure he is okay” I nodded. when I turned around, Matthew had Joe and Kevin sitting on his lap. I chuckled. they’ve missed their Uncle Matthew a lot. Drake walked over he gripped the side of the bed, looking down at Taylor.

Paul: “how are you doing Drake?”

Drake: “better than him” he mumbled. I nodded. “I can’t wait until he wakes up and gets past this. I don’t want to go to school without him, and neither does Selena and Demi.”

Paul: “my boys don’t want to either… are you feeling better Drake? I know they took quite a bit of blood”

Drake: “yeah, I’m alright. I felt a little dizzy for awhile, but after I ate and relaxed for a little while, I felt better” I nodded.

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(A few weeks later) Dan’s POV:

Right now I’m the only one at the hospital with Taylor, because the kids are at school, and Paul needs to work, My dad had to go back home, Matthew left last week because of classes, and Deb needed to get some stuff done at home. I know Deb, Paul, Denise and the kids will be back later though, and Probably Ken and Emily and the kids too. I don’t mind being here by myself with him though, it gives me time to think. Not much has changed with Taylor, except he isn’t in the ICU anymore. He is still unconscious though, which really freaks me out. He had several blood transfusions and stuff, and so he doesn’t look as pale anymore. I got up and I pulled my chair closer to his bed, and then I sat down and grabbed his hand.

Dan: “so the doctors have told me that you probably couldn’t hear anything, but the kids still talk to you every day, it’s really sweet, so I hope you can hear it… I hope you can hear me too. I miss you so damn much buddy… We have talked every single day of your little life, so not being able to talk to you, and hear your voice is really hard. the doctors aren’t very optimistic about you making it through this, but we aren’t listening to any of that… you are a tough kid, and you can make it through this” I sighed and closed my eyes and ducked my head. I felt his hand move, his thumb totally ran softly over my hand. My eyes shot open “Taylor?! Are you… Baby? are you awake? Can you hear me?... can you move your thumb again baby boy?” I asked hopeful. “Taylor...” a nurse walked in, so she could take his vitals and stuff. “He moved his hand” I said looking at her with wide eyes.

Nurse: “it’s completely normal for there to be twitches and-“

Dan: “no… he moved his thumb across my hand… I know it was him” she checked him over and then she shrugged.

Nurse: “I’m not sure what you felt, he is still asleep, I’m sorry sir”

Dan: “I’m sorry… I just… I thought he was awake”

Nurse: “it’s okay, I know you want him to wake up, but… if he does, it’s just going to take time… I.. I wouldn’t get your hopes up” Jeez.. that’s mean. she finished doing everything she needed to do, and then she left. I looked at Taylor and I frowned.

Dan: “Taylor, I know that was you… I’m here baby boy, right here” I whispered as my eyes filled with tears. “I don’t want to lose you…” A few more hours passed, and Taylor made no other movements, which really breaks my heart. “Taylor… please wake up… I love you so much, and I need you to wake up” I let out a sob and put my head down on top our hands, and I cried into the mattress. When all the kids are here, I try not to cry, because I don’t want to upset them, or scare them… I feel like I need to be strong for everybody. But when I’m here by myself with him, I feel like I can let my walls down, and cry, because I am scared.

Taylor: “d-da-“ I heard just above a whisper. I stopped myself from sobbing, held my breath and froze… is my brain playing tricks on me? my eyes shot open and I sat up and I looked at him through blurry tear-filled eyes. He hasn’t moved, his eyes are still closed. Ugh. I let out a louder sob.

Dan: “T-Tay… b-baby, can you hear me? please wake up” I begged. his eyes started fluttering open and I gasped, and I jumped up. “TAYLOR!” His eyes searched the room a little bit, and then they found me. “oh my god, Taylor, you are awake!” he made a confused face.

Taylor: “n-n”

Dan: “talk to me baby, what is it? are you in pain? Oh my god, you are awake! I love you so much” I leaned down and kissed his face, and I couldn’t help but to sob harder, out of relief.

Taylor: “ni-nick” he whispered.

Dan: “he is safe, he is okay, he wasn’t hurt… we got him”

Taylor: “safe?”

Dan: “yes, you are all safe. I promise”

Taylor: “d-daddy” he whispered.

Dan: “I’m here, right here baby”

Taylor: “do-don’t cry” he said before closing his eyes. I took a deep shaky breath, to try to calm down.

Dan: “I’m just so relieved to hear your voice Taylor… I was so scared I wouldn’t e-ever hear it again”

Taylor: “wheressa nick?” he slurred, sleepily. I can tell by his voice that he is very out of it, and tired.

Dan: “he… I’ll get him here” I said kissing him on his face again. I can’t believe he is awake. I knew I felt his hand earlier! With shaky hands I found the call button next to his bed, to alert the nurses.

Nurse: “what do you need?” someone said over the speaker.

Dan: “my son, h-he is awake”

Nurse: “that’s amazing!!! I’ll call his doctor, we will be in a second” I put the call button down and I refocused my attention back on Taylor, he looks asleep, which made me start to panic, I don’t wake him to fall back to sleep, and have the nurses not believe me, that lady didn’t believe me when I told her that his hand moved.

Dan: “TAYLOR?!” His eyes shot open, and he jumped, and then he whimpered, and tears filled his eyes. I gasped “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you” his lip trembled, and he squeezed his eyes shut tightly, “I’m so sorry” I said again, feeling horrible.

Taylor: “h-hug” he whined.

Dan: “I.. I’m scared to touch you baby, I don’t want to hurt you”

Taylor: “h-hugg daddy” I bit my lip, and I leaned over him, and I gave him a gentle hug, trying not to put any weight on him, or touch his chest at all.

Dan: “I missed you Taylor” before he could respond, the door opened, and the room flooded with nurses. I pulled away and they asked me to step out. “b-but…”

Nurse: “just for a few minutes?”

Dan: “Taylor… I’ll be right back? okay baby?” I called out, as they kind of pushed me out of the room. I took a deep shaky breath. I need to get nick here… I need to get all of them here. I tried to call Deb, but she didn’t answer, so she’s probably driving here. so I called Paul, and he answered on the first ring.

(Phone Conversation)

Paul: “hello?”

Dan: “he is.. he-he is awake”

Paul: “what?”

Dan: “he woke up, he talked to me! oh my gosh my babies awake” Paul gasped. “He wants Nick.. please get nick”

Paul: “I’ll go get the kids from school right now, and then we will be there”

Dan: “Paul… I can’t believe he is awake!”

Paul: “I’m so relieved to hear that! he is going to be okay! I gotta go Daniel, I’ll be there soon”

Dan: “okay”

(end of phone conversation)

I paced back and forth in the hallway nervously. Taylor’s doctor went in his room. I sighed and continued pacing. I wish they would have let me stay in there with him. like 20 minutes later I was grabbed and pulled into Paul’s arms.

Paul: “Hey Daniel, we’re here” I took a deep breath and hugged him tightly. “I called your dad, and your brother, and told them he was awake, and we got ahold of Deb she’s getting Demi, and then she will be on her way”

Dan: “th-thank you”

Paul: “are you okay?”

Dan: “j-just I w-want to be in there with him” I felt Paul nod, and little arms wrapped around us. I looked down and smiled at Nick, I reached down and picked him up. “Taylor asked for you”

Nick: “I wanna seeee him!” he whined, bouncing a little in my arms impatiently

Dan: “as soon as they let us in” a few minutes later the door opened and a lot of them walked out, and the doctor walked over to us.

Doctor: “He is awake! That’s incredible! I’m really happy for all of you”

Paul: “how is he doing?”

Doctor: “he is stable, I don’t know what’s changed, but he seems to be doing well. his wounds are healing good, I’m impressed with how well he is healing, if he keeps going at this rate, he should be going home before to long”

Dan: “that’s awesome! I can’t wait to bring him home! When he woke up, he was in a lot of pain when he moved, I’m worried about him”

Doctor: “we upped his pain medicine already, he should start feeling better soon. We want to get him up and moving later, but for now we are going to let the pain medicine start working” I nodded.

Dan: “can we go in there and see him now?” the doctor nodded.

Doctor: “he is kind of confused, and disoriented. He wants to see all of you, but for now, I don’t want to overwhelm him, so I ask that only two visitors go in there at a time, just for today” we nodded. I’m a little disappointed, because I know that we all want to be in there with him, but we will do whatever is best for him. the doctor left us, and the rest of the nurses came out of the room.

Dan: “he wants Nick, y-you should take him in there first” I said to Paul. He shook his head no.

Paul: “I think you should go back in with Nicky”

Dan: “I’ve already seen him”

Paul: “Daniel, we will all get to see him. but you are like freaking out… you need to be in there with him right now” he said in a no argument kind of tone. I nodded, and I gave him another hug. “we will be in the waiting room… Nicholas, look at me” I pulled back again and looked at Nick, he turned his head to look at his dad “I want you to behave, and be very careful. Taylor has owwies, and I don’t want you to hurt him. okay?”

Nick: “I’ll be good daddy, I promise” Paul smiled and nodded, and then he grabbed Joseph’s hand, and Kevin followed them down the hall. I sighed

Dan: “ready Nicky?” he nodded, and we went back into the room. Taylor’s bed is sitting up a little bit, and he is biting his lip, and squeezing his eyes shut, he still looks like he is in a lot of pain, and I feel horrible.

Nick: “T-Tayylor?” he said quietly as we walked over to the bed. Taylor’s eyes opened and he looked over at us.

Taylor: “n-nicky” he whispered. “you are safe”

Nick: “because of you… you saved me tay… I’m sorry you got hurt”

Taylor: “it’s not your f-fault.. y-you should have listened to me though”

Nick: “I’m sorry... I was s-scared” Taylor coughed, which made him whimper, and then start to cry, which made Nick start to cry too.

Dan: “are you okay Taylor?”

Taylor: “yes, my… my chest hurts”

Dan: “I’m sorry baby, I wish I could make it better”

Taylor: “w-what happened? Where... I thought… he... he stabbed me” he asked, confused.

Dan: “he did stab you, right in the chest, and in the belly… that’s why your chest hurts, you had a few surgeries that night, your all stitched up”

Taylor: “w-what happened to Matt? how did y-you… how is nick okay?”

Dan: “we got to the school, and a bunch of police came, they arrested Matt. he has attempted murder, and kid napping charges on top of the charges he already has for hurting Joey. He is going to prison for a very long time”

Taylor: “g-good.”

Nick: “we aren’t supposed to t-tell Joey” I nodded.

Dan: “Joey doesn’t know that Matt was at the school, we aren’t telling him, because we don’t want to scare him”

Taylor: “I th-think that’s a good idea” He said before closing his eyes again.

Nick: “tayy.. I missed you” Taylor smiled a little bit, and then he opened his eyes and he tried to reach up to him, but he was in too much pain. I carefully sat Nick on the bed beside him.

Taylor: “I missed you too… so happy you are okay.. hug?” Nick looked up at me. and then he shook his head no.

Nick: “I don’t wanna hurt you”

Taylor: “you won’t hurt me”

Nick: “I’m scared”

Dan: “lay down nick, you can cuddle next to him” Nick nodded and slowly laid down next to him, and he laid his head on Taylor’s shoulder. Taylor slowly reached up and he placed his hand on the other side of Nick’s head, and he closed his eyes.

Taylor: “I thought he got you, I.. I was so scared” he whispered. I never thought about how traumatic that must have been for Taylor, to pass out, and the last thing he saw was Matt and Nick. I leaned down and kissed Nick’s forehead, and then his.

Dan: “you gave us a pretty bad scare Taylor”

Nick: “you wouldn’t wake up Tayy… everyday we kept hoping you w-would wake up and, you d-didn’t. it was scary” Taylor looked at me with a confused look on his face.

Taylor: “what? I.. I was asleep?” he asked me. I nodded.

Dan: “you’ve been unconscious for weeks baby… we seriously almost lost you”

Taylor: “I always was a heavy sleeper” he joked, tiredly. Which made me smile. My babies finally back. The whole family took turns seeing Taylor all day today, he slept a little, which Nick was NOT okay with. Nick cried the whole time he was asleep. We kept promising him that he was just taking a nap, and that he would wake up, but Nick wasn’t hearing any of it, which I can understand, this whole thing has been so hard on him. right now Deb and I are in here, and the nurse just took his catheter out, because they want him up, and walking around. Taylor Screamed his head off when they pulled it out of his penis, which made me cringe, it looked really freaking uncomfortable. Right Now Taylor is sitting up on the edge of his bed, and he is leaning up against my chest, because he is a little dizzy, and because he is in pain. The nurse is being really patient with him.

Deb: “are you okay Taylor?” she asked running her fingers up and down his back. he has a hospital dress on, which means his little bottom is on display. Which I think he is too out of it to even realize, otherwise he would not be okay with a room full of people seeing his tushy.

Taylor: “hurts” he mumbled.

Nurse: “the first time getting up out of bed is always the worst, but you made it through the hardest part, now all you have to do is stand up on your feets” Taylor took a shaky breath, before trying to stand.

Dan: “I gotcha baby boy, you are doing so good”

Taylor: “I feel like I can’t stand straight... my legs are shaky and my chest burns”

Dan: “just take your time Taylor, it’ll get easier”

Nurse: “would it be easier if we got you a walker to hold onto?” he shook his head no.

Taylor: “wanna hold onto my dad” he mumbled, stubbornly. I chuckled.

Dan: “try to take some steps” He nodded, and took some slow, shaky steps. I made sure to secure him and hold him tight. But he still did most of the work on his own, and I’m proud of him for that. The nurse placed a pad on the chair, and I led him over to it, and helped lower him onto it, and then I pulled away. he looks so uncomfortable.

Nurse: “are you okay sitting there for a little bit? then you can try walking again later” he nodded, and she brought the call button over to him, before leaving the room.

Deb: “are you doing okay?”

Taylor: “ugh… momma, it hurts so bad” he whined.

Deb: “I’m sorry sweetie… it’ll get better”

Taylor: “I want to go home”

Deb: “you’ll be out of here before you know it”

Taylor: “that catheter thingy hurt so bad… it still kinda burns”

Dan: “do you think you have to pee?” he shook his head no.

Taylor: “is it supposed to burn?”

Dan: “I don’t know buddy; it was a pretty big tube up there… it’s probably going to feel weird for a little bit”

Taylor: “why the heck did you let them put that up there?” he said glaring at us.

Deb: “we didn’t, that’s just what happens when you aren’t awake to be able to go pee”

Taylor: “did I go poop?”

Dan: “um…  you were back in diapers kiddo, didn’t you notice it? they pulled your gown up, spread your legs, untaped it, cleaned you up, took it off and everything before they took the catheter out. you were squirming around a lot, so I thought you-“

Taylor: “EWW! Daaaaad!” he exclaimed. “that is so embarressssingg! Stop talking about it!” he whined. “I think I’m still out of it, all I noticed was… pain… those were girlsss!” his face turned a bright shade of pink and reached up and covered his face.

Deb: “it’s okay Taylor, it’s their job, they deal with that kind of stuff everyday”

Taylor: “doesn’t make it any less embarrassing” I pulled his hands away from his face, and he looked up at me with a pout on his face. I don’t even care that he is being whiney right now, I’m so glad he is awake, and talking to us.

Dan: “I shouldn’t have told you, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. it’s okay though buddy, they see people naked all day, they don’t care.” He cringed. “but I guess that’s what you get for almost getting yourself killed and scaring the shit out of all of us” he scrunched up his nose

Taylor: “not my fault” he mumbled. I sighed and kissed the top of his head.

Drake’s POV:

It’s been the worst week of my life! My dads been drinking a lot, especially when Selena isn’t here… it gets real bad when she isn’t here, and she went back home today, and dad started drinking right when he got back, and I’m so scared. When I tried to go into the kitchen to get something to eat, he threw a glass bottle at me and told me not to hold the fridge open. So I ran back to my room. It’s been a couple hours since then, and I’m so hungry now, but I’m too scared to leave my room. My mom and step dad keep calling me, but I’ve been ignoring them since Sunday, because I know that if I talk to them, they will probably be able to tell that I’m not okay, and I’ll probably break down and beg them to help me, and tell them everything, and I know that would be a really bad idea… I can’t do that. I’ve almost told Taylor a few times, because he keeps on asking me about the bruises and stuff… he will not let it go, and it’s really hard to lie to him. It was much worse today, and I didn’t want him to freak out. so I kept my head down in class, and I avoided them all day, I didn’t even eat lunch with them, I hid, all day. It’s not that I don’t want to see them. I really do want to see them! it’s just... nobody can know about this.

(First Text Conversation)

Ken: “Drake… why aren’t you answering us?? I miss you! I want to talk to you…” I bit my lip. I’ve been ignoring their texts too. “Are you okay?” when I still didn’t respond he called again. When I didn’t answer he texted me a sad face “I’m worried about you… please say something?” I really don’t want them to worry…

Drake: “sorry dad, I’m okay, no worries – GuitarBoy” he immediately called me again. I rolled my eyes and let it go to voicemail again.

Ken: “why aren’t you answering your phone?”

Drake: “I’m busy with dad – GuitarBoy” I lied.

Ken: “we’ve been calling for days…”

Drake: “sorry… but ur the one who told me to spend time with him – GuitarBoy”

Ken: “I want to talk to you”

Drake: “can you just txt me? I can’t – GuitarBoy”

Ken: “okay… who’s bullying you at school?” ugh… my dad told me that my mom called him and told him that I’m being beat up at school. I do get bullied a little bit on the bus, but those kids aren’t touching me.

Drake: “just some stupid kids. I’m okay though – GuitarBoy”

Ken: “did your dad talk to the school about it yet?”

Drake: “I’m not sure – GuitarBoy”

Ken: “really?? I’ll call the school! What are the kid’s names?”

Drake: “it’s fine dad. I just want to move on – GuitarBoy”

Ken: “Drake! please give me their names? I don’t want anyone to hurt you, I can help if you let me” I teared up. I wish I could tell him the truth.

Drake: “I love you daddy, but I don’t want to cause more problems, so I can’t tell you – GuitarBoy”

Ken: “it won’t cause more problems! I’ll help, I promise! And I love you too” another text from Taylor popped up onto my screen.

Drake: “I’ve gotta go daddy, Taylor’s texting me – GuitarBoy”

Ken: “Okay… Call me before bed, please?”

Drake: “K – GuitarBoy” I texted back, even though I know I’m not going to call him.

(Second Text Conversation)

Taylor: “Hey, what happened to you today? – tAyLoR”

Drake: “hey sorry about missing lunch, I needed to study – GuitarBoy” I lied.

Taylor: “well, not just lunch, you were acting really weird all day… you okay? – tAyLoR”

Drake: “yes, I’m okay – GuitarBoy” another lie…

Taylor: “I don’t think you are okay… honestly – tAyLoR”

Drake: “I’m just kind of missing home – GuitarBoy”

Taylor: “it’s more than that… isn’t it? – tAyLoR”

Drake: “kind of… but I can’t really talk about it? – GuitarBoy”

Taylor: “I know Kevin told you not to tell me who’s bullying you, but… you should just tell me, I’ll make sure they never touch you again – tAyLoR”

Drake: “thank you for wanting to help, but I can handle it – GuitarBoy” we started talking about school, and this girl he likes, and Demi, and her new boyfriend who Taylor really doesn’t like. We talked for awhile.

Taylor: “My moms making me go to bed, so I have to go – tAyLoR”

Drake: “okay, goodnight – GuitarBoy”

Taylor: “goodnight(: – tAyLoR”

(End Of Text Conversations)

I laid in bed for a while, trying to ignore my hunger, but I am so hungry that I can’t sleep… so I got out of bed, and walked over and I quietly opened the door, and I tiptoed out to the kitchen, trying not to disturb my dad. He was walking out of the bathroom at the same time though, so he caught me.

David: “what are you doing?” he slurred.

Drake: “u-um… I.. can I h-have a s-snack? I’m h-hungry”

David: “why you stuttering? You are seventeen years old! Why are you talking like a fucking baby?” at least I’m not slurring like a drunk, I thought.

Drake: “I d-don’t know, sorry”

David: “Go get your ass in bed” He said walking past me.

Drake: “yes sir…” I quickly went back into my room and shut and locked my door. I guess I’m not eating today… I pouted and changed into pajamas and then climbed back into bed.

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Taylor’s POV:

Drake has been avoiding me all morning again, He won’t even look at me in class… I know he is going to avoid coming to lunch again, so right now I’m waiting at his locker, I’m hoping he will stop here, so that I can talk him into coming to sit with us. I had to wait for a little bit before I finally saw him, when he noticed me leaning up against his locker, he stopped walking. I sighed and jogged over to him.

Taylor: “dang dude… your face” I said surprised. His face looks way worse than it did on Monday. “look at me, please?” he reluctantly looked up at me, I couldn’t help but to cringe, his face is so beat up, it looks like it hurts a lot… I felt myself start to get angry. I know I haven’t known him long, but I feel sort of protective of him. “I’ll come pick you up every single day, so that those bus jerks can’t do anything… text me your dads address” he shook his head no.

Drake: “you don’t need to do that” I rolled my eyes.

Taylor: “It’s not a big deal Drake, I like driving, and I like hanging out with you”

Drake: “I like hanging out with you too, but… I don’t think my dad will let you… b-because I’m grounded“

Taylor: “don’t you ride the bus? I can be at the bus stop and wait for you, he doesn’t even need to know…”

Drake: “I don’t want a ride okay?!” he snapped… which surprised me, and also kind of hurt a little. I think he saw the hurt on my face though because he immediately apologized.

Taylor: “I just wanna help Drake… why won’t you let me?”

Drake: “because you can’t help” he said looking down.

Taylor: “I can help though!”

Drake: “just leave me alone…” he whispered “please?” I frowned and it got quiet in between us. I don’t even know what to say. “I can handle this on my own” he added, I nodded.

Taylor: “okay, I will leave you alone, but you don’t have to go through this alone… you know that right? I will be there for you if you ever need me, for anything” I said lamely. He nodded

Drake: “thank you Taylor” he said giving me a hug. I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him in a tight hug, and he yelped. My eyes went wide, and I pulled away from him.

Taylor: “Oh my god… Drake!? are you hurt that bad? you need to go see the nurse!” he shook his head no.

Drake: “no! I’m okay”

Taylor: “did I hurt you?”

Drake: “I’m fine” I groaned. He is so stubborn! Why won’t he just let me help?? If he was one of my brothers or something, I would make them let me help them… I don’t know how to help Drake when he won’t let me. “I’m okay Taylor… I’m okay” he said hugging me again. This time I was more careful, and he practically melted into my arms. he is having a rough time… I wish I could make it better.

Taylor: “can you come eat lunch with us today?” he nodded.

Drake: “I’m really hungry” we pulled apart, and he put some stuff in his locker and then we quickly went to the lunchroom and we got some food.

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Drake’s POV:

When I got home from school my dad dropped me off, and then he left, I have no idea where he went, But I was so glad that he left! while he was gone I got a bunch of food, and some bottles of water and I took it all to my room, hoping that maybe I can try to hide out in my room for the rest of the day. my mom called me several times, and when I didn’t answer she texted me and told me that when I get home, I’m going to be in trouble for ignoring them. ugh. I texted her back ‘sorry momma, doing my homework’ and then I ignored my phone, and didn’t read anymore texts. I just hung out in my room, and did my homework, read a little, and wrote two new songs, and I spent a long time strumming my guitar softly.

David: “DRAKEE!!!” He yelled “GET YOUR ASS IN HEREE!” He screamed. I jumped, spilling my water on my note book. I quickly wiped the water off, and then I jumped up and hurried out of my room. My dads sitting in the Livingroom, with a big bottle of whiskey in his hand.

Drake: “Hey dad, what’s up?”

David: “you wanna drink boy?” he slurred, holding the bottle out too me. I shook my head no.

Drake: “no thanks dad”

David: “more for me” he said shrugging and taking a big drink. “you know what… you are the reason I live in this shithole”

Drake: “me? why?”

David: “because all my fucking money goes to your mother. We have joint 50/50 custody, but I still have to pay child support because she married a jobless loser”

Drake: “dad has been-“ he picked up the remote to the TV and he chucked it at me. “Ken! Ken I mean!” I said picking up the remote and putting it back for him. “he lost his job because the company went out of business… but he has been looking for a new job” I know I should just keep my mouth shut… but I love my step dad and I feel like somebody should stick up for him.

David: “He doesn’t have a job because he is a lazy shit… just like you”

Drake: “dad… you spend more money on alcohol than you do on us, and he may be lazy but at least he doesn’t…..” the look on his face made me stop talking.. shit. “sorry daaad” I quickly tried to run to my room, knowing that I messed up, and spoke too much, but he got to me before I could lock the door, and he punched me right in the face, hard! I fell to the floor, and I felt like I was going to pass out. he is kicking me hard, and he has his boots on.  “AHH! Daddy! Stooooop! I’m sorrrry!” I cried. My phone started to ring, and he glared at me for a second and then he stepped over me and he grabbed my phone.

David: “hm… it says Daddy is calling” he said glaring at me. he answered it on speaker phone, and I tried to crawl away, but he stormed over and stepped on me, so that my body crashed into the floor, and I was unable to move because of the weight of his boot on my back.

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Ken’s POV: I’m at Paul’s house, and Dan is here, and he told me that Taylor told him that Drake was in worse condition today then he was in yesterday, and I found out that Drake has problems with bullies when he rides the bus, but I know for a fact that he doesn’t get on the bus when he is staying with David, because David goes to work early, and the bus stop is right outside of our house. so Drake doesn’t get on the bus, and he hasn’t been on the bus all week, so something is not adding up. Drake’s ignoring us too, which is really frustrating.

  (Phone Conversation)

David: “Hello?” he said in an angry, slurred weird voice… so for a second, I thought I called the wrong person, so I pulled my phone back to look to make sure it’s drake I called, and it is.

Ken: “Um… hello?”

David: “what do you want?”

Ken: “is Drake there? I need to speak to him”

David: “He is obviously here! what? do you think I can’t take care of my kid?? What the hell do you want?” I glanced over at Dan and Paul, my face full of worry, and I put it on speaker phone.

Ken: “no, that’s not what I was saying at all… Emily and I have both tried to call him several times, and he won’t answer our calls… I know that he is getting beat up at school, and I’m really worried, so can I please speak to him and tell him goodnight?”

Drake: “don’t worry daddy, I’m okay” I heard Drake say in the background, he sounds like he is crying, which worried me even more.

Ken: “Drake? what’s going on buddy?”

Drake: “Nuahh-nothing” he sobbed out. that got Paul and Dan’s attention, he sounds like he is really upset.

Ken: “baby boy… tell me what’s wrong? Please?” I begged. I heard a loud thump, and then what sounded like a smack, I heard drake cough, and then another loud smack sound. I clenched my fist.

David: “you better shut the fuck up kid” he slurred.

Ken: “David, are you drunk?”

David: “it’s none of your fucking business!!!” he yelled. I heard Drake begging him to stop in the background. “I TOLD YOU TO SHUT YOUR MOUTH!!!” He screamed followed by a loud bang, and then loud cries.

Ken: “Oh my god! David! What are you doing to him?! LET ME TALK TO HIM!” I yelled

David: “I said it’s none of your fucking business”

Ken: “if you are drinking while my kid is there, and you are hurting him, then I think it is my business!”

David: ”HE IS NOT YOUR FUCKING KID!!!! IF YOU CALL ONE MORE TIME, I’LL GET YOU FOR HARASSMENT!!!” he screamed, hanging up on me…

(End of conversation)

  My eyes went wide…

Ken: “I… I think…. I.. is he the one hurting my kid?” I said looking at Paul and Dan with tears in my eyes.

Paul: “it sounded like it…” I ran towards the door, but Dan’s arms went around my waist, holding me back.

Ken: “I gotta go GET HIM!” I said struggling to try to get away

Dan: “we will! But we need to call the police! What if he has a weapon??”

Paul: “he is right, we need help! What’s his address?”

Ken: “I don’t have time for that! I don’t fucking care!” I shouted, shoving dan away from me.

Paul: “we can go right now, but we need to call the police” I ignored him, and I stormed outside, and I opened my car door and I was about to get in when Paul caught up to me and grabbed my arm.

Ken: “Paul, let me go! I need to go save my son! I’m going to fucking kill David if he is hurting my kid!”

Paul: “Listen… it isn’t going to go well if we storm into his home without knowing what he is capable of… if he has a weapon, he could hurt you, or hurt Drake worse… dan’s calling right now”

Ken: “I’ll hurt him before he can” I said yanking my arm out of his grip. Paul smacked my ass hard like 3 times. My hands flew back to block him, and I stared at him in shock.

Paul: “Kenneth…. This is serious! do you want him to kill your kid?” I shook my head no. “we are calling the police so that if he is hurting your child, he will go to jail… storming over there and beating him up is not going to do anything but put you in jail yourself. Not to mention, what if he has a gun or something, and you storm in there? The police are going to help” I reluctantly nodded my head. Paul let go of me, and Dan handled me his phone

Dan: “they need the address” I nodded again, and with a very shaky hand, I held the phone up to my ear and told them the address. Paul took my keys, and he got into the front seat of my car, so Dan and I got in and Paul drove towards David’s house, while I talked on the phone and gave them the details they needed. Then I hung up and handed Dan back his phone.

Ken: “I can’t believe that you spanked me”

Paul: “you were freaking out, you wouldn’t listen”

Ken: “but I’m not a kid”

Dan: “it still worked though”

Paul: “you are still really young Ken”

Ken: “No I’m not!” I said crossing my arms and glaring out the window.

Dan: “well, when you do that you look like a kid” I rolled my eyes.

Ken: “I’m 27”

Dan: “I’m 48”

Paul: “I’m going to be 50, so trust us, you are very young still”

Ken: “I didn’t realize that you guys were so old”

Paul: “I’m sorry I did that, I needed you to listen… I’ve spanked Dan before, and he is much older than you are”

Dan: “did you really just tell him that?”

Paul: “sure did” Dan sighed.

Dan: “It’s true, don’t feel… embarrassed… it’s… it wasn’t personal, that’s just the quickest way you can get someone to listen…” I nodded.

Ken: “I feel sick to my stomach… I hope my baby is okay” I said looking down and tearing up. I feel so helpless right now, I can tell that Paul’s speeding, trying to get there as fast as possible, but it still doesn’t feel like it’s quick enough…

Paul: “we will be there soon” he said reaching back and rubbing my knee, to try to offer as much comfort as he could.

Ken: “I’m so scared… he begged me all weekend last weekend to come and get him, and I told him no… what if this has been happening this whole time? I feel like the worst dad in the world, I didn’t know… I should have known”

Dan: “he was hiding it Ken, there’s no way you could have known”

Paul: “it’s not your fault… you know now, and you going to help him now… don’t blame yourself” I started crying, and I cried all the way there. We pulled up right when four police cars did.

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Drake’s POV:

My dad is PISSSED! I tried to get away from him so many times, but I can’t.

David: ”what did I tell you about calling him daddy? HE IS NOT YOUR DAD!!” He shouted, punching me in the face, his hand is gripping the back of my head, so I was unable to fall to the floor and cover my face, like I usually to do. He glared at me

David: “I wish you wouldn’t have ever been born! You ruined my fucking life!”

Drake: “I-I’m s-so so-sorry!” he punched me again, and this time he let me fall to the floor, and then he grabbed my guitar and he picked it up and I begged him not to break it, because my guitar is the only thing I have that I really care about. He walked over to me with it and then he raised it up and he smashed it into my head, and my guitar snapped. I screamed out in pain, and in heartbreak…. He knows how much that guitar means to me! he then took it and he hit me with it again and again until it was in pieces.

Drake: “d-d-daaaddy i-it h-hurts! S-stopppp p-pleaseee!” I begged.

David: “SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!” he said picking me up and throwing me across the room, my head hit this table thingy, which made me black out for a minute, when I woke back up, he was punching me again, and kicking me, and I realized that I can hardly breathe. Maybe he will kill me tonight…. he might as well, he won’t let me see my family, and he took everything else from me. I hate him! I hate him so much! He picked me up and threw me again, onto the floor, I saw him walking towards me again, but before he got to me, everything went black again.

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Ken’s POV:

The door was unlocked, so a bunch of cops ran in, and we were told to wait outside, but I couldn’t wait, I need to see my baby. I took a deep shaky breath, and then I bolted inside before Dan or Paul could reach me, they ran in after me, but we all three stopped in our tracks… the cops are on top of David, arresting him, and Drake is laying on the floor unconscious. I looked back at David as they pulled him up, and I want to beat the shit out of him! I balled my hands into fists, and I stepped forward. Dan and Paul both grabbed my arms, holding me back.

Dan: “they got him, he isn’t worth it, focus on your son… he needs you right now” I nodded. he is right. I took deep shaky breaths.

David: “KEN! I’ll get out, and then you ain’t seeing my kids EVER again! You lazy jobless son of a bitch”

Ken: “you might have made them, but they aren’t your kids anymore! I love them more then you ever have… They are MY kids now, and you will rot in prison, and you will NEVER see MY KIDS again! I’ll make sure of it”

David: “Fuck you!” They dragged him out of the house, and Paul and Dan let go of me, and I ran over to drake and I got down on the floor next to him.

Ken: “oh my gosh… drake?” I leaned over him and carefully put my ear on his chest

Dan: “is he breathing?”

Ken: “yes, he is breathing” I said in my shaky voice. “I’m scared to touch him”

Paul: “don’t touch him, the ambulance will be here in a minute, I heard the cops requesting one” I nodded. and come cops came back in and they started asking questions about drake and David, and the situation. Paul took over talking to him, because I’m too upset to be able to explain anything.

Drake: “h-hurts! Stop!” he cried out. everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at us.

Ken: “drake… baby! it’s me” he blinked his eyes open and he looked at me

Drake: “d-daddy?”

Ken: “yes, it’s me, you are safe now”

Drake: “b-breathe… I can’t breathe” he whispered.

Ken: “baby, I’m so sorry… an ambulance is coming, they are going to help you, it’s going to be okay”

Drake: “my guitar” he whimpered.

Ken: “we will get that, and all your stuff, don’t worry” tears ran down his face.

Drake: “h-he broke it”

Ken: “I’m so sorry baby, we will go get you a new one, you can pick out whatever one you want” I said gently running my fingers through his hair, blood got on my hand though… which made me

Drake: “it-it wo-won’t be the same, I-I lo-loved that guitar”

Ken: “it won’t be the same, but maybe it will be better” I turned to the other people in the room. “he has a head injury… his head is bleeding” I said showing them my hand.

Cop: “okay, the medics are on their way. they will be here in a minute. Drake? stay awake, okay?” I looked back down to Drake, and his eyes were definitely drooping.

Ken: “stay awake baby boy”

Drake: “where is he?” he asked confused

Ken: “he is outside, he got arrested, so he is going to jail” Drake nodded. Paul walked over and he squatted down next to me.

Paul: “does your head hurt?”

Drake: “my chest, my… it hurts, everything hurts” he started sobbing really hard again, and the pain is written all over his face.

Ken: “oh my gosh… this is ALL my fault, I’m such a bad dad! I knew something was weird! I always thought it was weird that he hated being here so much! I should have known! I should have-“

Drake: “d-daadddy, s-stop”

Dan: “Ken, it’s going to be okay… it’s not your fault.” Drake tried to sit up

Paul: “drake, stay put buddy… you need to stay put until they get here” he said gently placing his hand on Drakes shoulder. Drake let out another sob.

Drake: “d-daddy, h-hug!”

Ken: “I’m scared to touch you…” I said honestly.

Drake: “hug… p-please?” I nodded, and I leaned over him and hugged him as gently as possible. He whimpered and wrapped his arms around me. “I missed y-you” I kissed his cheek.

Ken: “I missed you too, so much”

Drake: “am I s-still grounded?” I chuckled and shook my head no. “am I s-still i-in trouble for sa-saying what I did ab-about him?”

Ken: “no, you aren’t in trouble at all” the medics came in, and me and Paul got up and stepped away from him. they checked him over, and then got him on a hospital stretcher… which was really sad, because he cried out soo much in pain. We followed them out to the ambulance and Drake called for me. “I’m right here baby”

Drake: “come with me? I’m scared”

 (A few weeks later)

Dan’s POV:

The kids have been really good lately, neither of them has been spanked in a few weeks, and I’m really proud of them. Demi and Jeremiah are now official… which I’m not too excited about. Taylor hates it too. Jeremiah has been over a few times, and I don’t know if I’m just over protective of my baby girl, but I don’t really like him, He acts kind of conceited… but Demi likes him, so I’m trying my best to try to be supportive and nice to the kid. Taylor on the other hand, he hates him, and I can tell. We are eating dinner together as a family right now, and Demi has been talking about Jeremiah the whole time, about how amazing and cute he is, and Taylor isn’t having it. he keeps on making comments about how Jeremiah is much less perfect then Demi thinks he is.

Demi: “Taylor! why do you have to be so fucking rude!?” she finally snapped. Deb and I both gasped…

Taylor: “sissy… you can’t say that” he said softly… Demi looked over at us and she bit her lip. She knows she’s in big trouble now.

Dan: “Demetria Renee Lautner! you aren’t allowed to say that word, you know better!”

Demi: “but Taylor-“

Dan: “Taylor didn’t swear! You did!”

Deb: “Taylor, if you keep making rude comments about Jeremiah, then you will be grounded!”

Taylor: “okay, sorry mom…” He said looking down.

Dan: “go up to your rooms… both of you!” I said sternly. They both got up from the table and they ran upstairs. I sighed “I was just thinking about how proud of them I was, because of how well they have behaved over the last couple weeks” I said shaking my head.

Deb: “Taylor has been really disrespectful towards Jeremiah… I don’t agree with her choice of words, but he has been being rude”

Dan: “I’ll talk to him about it” she nodded, and I helped her clean up the table and put leftovers away, and then I went upstairs to Demi’s room. She’s sitting on her bed pouting.

Demi: “I’m really sorry” she said looking at me with her big sad eyes. I sighed and I walked over to her bed, and I sat down next to her. “please don’t spank me daddy” she whispered.

Dan: “I know you are sorry Demi, but no one in this family uses words like that… I don’t swear, and I don’t expect you to either”

Demi: “but it just slipped out! I didn’t mean to say that, but Taylor has been so rude whenever I bring Jeremiah up, and it’s so annoying”

Dan: “I will talk to him about that… but that still doesn’t give you any excuse to say that word”

Demi: “it’s his fault though!” she whined. I shook my head no.

Dan: “Taylor didn’t force you to talk like that, you did that on your own… I’m not going to let you blame him. YOU swore, and YOU are going to get a spanking for it” she looked at me with her big tear-filled brown eyes that completely broke my heart. It’s so much harder for me to discipline her then it is for me to discipline Taylor, which probably isn’t fair to either of them, but I can’t help it! I don’t know if it’s because she’s my youngest baby, or if it’s because she’s the only girl. A tear ran down her face, and I had to take a deep breath. “over my knee baby girl” I said as I patted my knee. She shook her head no. “right now” I said more sternly. She pouted, and reluctantly stood up, and put herself face down over my knees. I pulled her close, and then I flipped her skirt up, but I left her panties on, and I started spanking her hard with my hand. It didn’t take her very long at all to start crying and begging me to stop.

Demi: “OWWIE! Daddddyy… I’m so so sorryyyy!!!! I’ll Never say that word again!! I promiseee!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! “OWWW!” she cried out. I bit my lip… her cries make me want to cry too. I pushed through though, and I finished her punishment. By time I was done, she was laying over my lap limp and sobbing. I lowered her skirt back over her bottom, and then I pulled her up into my arms. she cuddled close and cried her eyes out into my chest. “Da-Daaaddy, it h-hurts!” she whined, looking up at me. tears are streaming down her face, and her lip is trembling... ugh, I hate this part, I hate seeing my kids cry after a punishment. I know it’s necessary, and they need discipline, but it’s so hard to do.

Dan: “I know it does... no more swearing though, okay?” she nodded.

Demi: “I’m s-sorry”

Dan: “your forgiven, it’s over now baby girl” she leaned back into my chest. I sighed and ran my fingers through her hair. She tried so hard to calm down, but after awhile she just cried herself to sleep. “Baby girl… you still have homework to do tonight” normally I would let her sleep, but it’s too late for a nap, and wayy too early to go to sleep. she blinked her eyes open.

Demi: “w-what’d you say?” she mumbled.

Dan: “you can’t go to sleep yet, because it’s too early, and you have homework” she pouted

Demi: “I don’t w-want to”

Dan: “I know, but you can get ready for bed after you finish your homework” she nodded. I planned on taking her cellphone away, but now I feel to bad to do it, so I let her keep it. “I need to go talk to Taylor, but I love you so much”

Demi: “I love you t-too daddy” she whispered, before standing up from my lap. she pouted and rubbed her bottom. “c-can I do my homework downstairs with momma?” she asked softly. I smiled and nodded.

Dan: “of course” I stood up and I hugged her, and then I left her room and went into Taylors. He is sitting on his bed doing his homework, and he has his headphones on and turned all the way up, I can hear the music he is listening to. I sighed and walked over and grabbed his headphones and pulled them off his head. He jumped and his notebook fell on the floor.

Taylor: “Oh my gosh! Daaad! Don’t do that!” I chuckled and picked his notebook up and I handed it to him. “You scared me so bad”

Dan: “you shouldn’t have been listening to music so loud, you are going to hurt your ears” he rolled his eyes.

Taylor: “I didn’t want to hear demi” he mumbled. I nodded. I wouldn’t have wanted to hear her either. He shut his music off. “Am I in trouble dad?” he asked softly. I sighed and sat on his bed next to him.

Dan: “I don’t want you to continue to make rude comments towards Jeremiah. It’s unnecessary and your mother and I are tired of it, and it upsets Demi.”

Taylor: “Dad… he is annoying”

Dan: “you are being annoying Taylor… Demi doesn’t say anything mean about Kayla, does she?”

Taylor: “I’m not dating Kayla” I raised my eyebrow at him.

Dan: “you’ve been talking to her a whole lot Taylor”

Taylor: “so? We aren’t dating… yet”

Dan: “well it doesn’t matter, Demi has never said anything negative about her or any girl you’ve ever liked… and I know you like Kayla, don’t even try to deny it”

Taylor: “yeah but Jeremiah is-“ I shook my head, and he stopped talking, which was smart on his part.

Dan: “stop it… Demi likes him, and we need to be supportive” he looked down.

Taylor: “you don’t like him either dad”

Dan: “um... I don’t mind him” he looked back at me with a ‘yeah right’ look.

Taylor: “I heard you and mom arguing about him yesterday… you straight up told her that you hated him”

Dan: “you shouldn’t be listening to our private conversations”

Taylor: “I wasn’t trying dad, I accidently overheard you guys… you weren’t being quiet” Ugh! hopefully Demi didn’t hear that… I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair… it’s never fun to have your kids call you out on the same things you are trying to get them to stop doing.

“how come you can hate him, but I can’t?” I knew that question was coming.

Dan: “your right… I shouldn’t hate him. I have no reason to. I shouldn’t have said that about him, I barely know him at all, which is the problem for me, because obviously I’m really protective of you and your sister… I feel like this has happened really fast, and I wasn’t prepared for her to start dating already, but it’s happening, so I’m going to try my best to TRY to be more supportive, and to TRY to give him a chance, and I want you to try too…”

Taylor: “but dad” he whined.

Dan: “I’m serious Taylor… you are upsetting your mother and your sister, and it needs to stop”

Taylor: “he is rude though, Demi deserves better”

Dan: “you have been rude too buddy, I don’t know how you expect him not to be”

Taylor: “he was rude first”

Dan: “I doubt that” Taylor looked down, mumbling something that I couldn’t hear. “what was that?” I asked rubbing his back.

Taylor: “nothing” I sighed

Dan: “I know you don’t like him, but you need to start keeping your opinion to yourself” he looked at me

Taylor: “I don’t want too… he-“

Dan: “well you are going to” I said cutting him off “because if I hear about you saying one more rude comment towards Jeremiah, then I’m pulling you over my knee for a nice and long spanking, am I making myself clear?” I said sternly. He blushed a little bit and nodded,

Taylor: “yes sir…”

Dan: ”Just keep your thoughts about him to yourself… please”

Taylor: “are you going to do the same?” he asked, with a little bit of attitude in his voice. I nodded

Dan: “Yes, I am. Now go apologize to Demi”

Taylor: “do I have too?”

Dan: “Yes, you do”

Taylor: “Ughhh! So annoying” he whined, standing up and walking past me, I grabbed his arm and I smacked his bottom hard. He gasped “ow! daaad!”

Dan: “do we need to have a discussion about your attitude while we are in here son?” he quickly shook his head no. “then knock it off” I said sternly. He nodded.

Taylor: “sorry dad” he said softly. I stood up and pulled him into a hug.

Dan: “I love how protective you are of your baby sister, you are a good brother, but sometimes your words can be hurtful, I just need you to tone it down” he nodded

Taylor: “I’ll just try to think about how much I hate him in my head instead” I chuckled and pulled away from him.

Dan: “go apologize to your sister, you little brat” he laughed and nodded, and then he left the room.

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Taylor’s POV:

I went into my sister’s room, but she wasn’t in there, so I went downstairs and found her in the living room.

Taylor: “hey Demi…” I mumbled awkwardly. she looked up from her homework at me with a little pout on her face.

Demi: “hey…” I walked over and sat next to her on the couch.

Taylor: “I um… I’m sorry I’ve been being a jerk lately… I just don’t want to see you get hurt, but… you know him better than I do”

Demi: “I don’t understand why you hate him so much”

Taylor: “I don’t know Sissy… I honestly just think you could do so much better then him”

Demi: “better then him? why do you think that? he is the most popular guy in school”

Taylor: “he is also the meanest”

Dan: “Taylor” he said sternly. I turned my head and looked at him, he is standing at the bottom of the stairs glaring at me.

Taylor: “yes daddy?” I asked innocently. 

Dan: “I think we need to head back upstairs for a longer discussion... kid” he said crossing his arms and walking over to us. I pouted and shook my head no. “I told you to keep your negative thoughts about him to yourself, did I not make myself clear?” he asked sternly, towering over me. I shivered at the voice he was using, and I sunk down into my seat.

Demi: “it’s okay daddy, he apologized to me, and I’m the one who asked him why he doesn’t like Jeremiah, he was just answering my question” dad sighed and nodded, and I let out a breath of relief. I’m surprised Demi stuck up for me, she usually is all about getting me in trouble when she can. “Taylor, the only reason you think Jeremiah is mean, is because he knows you don’t like him, so why would he be nice to you?” I bit my lip and looked up at dad, I’m scared to say anything now.

Dan: “you can talk to her about it, if she brings it up, just try to be respectful, please”

Taylor: “yes sir” I mumbled before looking at Demi. She looks so sad. “he bullies Joe and Nick…”

Dan: “he does?” I nodded and dad sat down on the other side of demi. He is protective of the Jonas boys too, so I knew he wouldn’t be too happy about hearing that. “is that true Demi?” Demi nodded. she can’t even deny it, Jeremiah is really mean to them.

Taylor: “he is so mean to them… I can handle him being mean to me, I don’t care. but I’m not okay with him being mean to any of you.”

Demi: “I’ll talk to him about it… I’m sure it’s just because he thinks you all hate him”

Dan: “honey, you need to tell him that your brothers are apart of your life, and that’s just something he needs to accept, and respect… if he continues to be mean to those kids, I’m going to have some words for him” demi nodded.

Demi: “I’ll talk to him… but dad, they need to accept and respect that Jeremiah is a part of my life now too” she said gesturing over to me.

Dan: “you are right baby girl. Taylor… are you hearing this?”

Taylor: “yes sir… I’ll try to be better” Dad smiled and nodded, and he stood up, and then he kissed both of our foreheads and then he left the room. Demi pushed her notebooks aside, and then she leaned into me and wrapped her arms around me.

Demi: “Can you sleep in my room tonight?” I smiled and nodded.

Taylor: “of course sissy” I said pulling her closer. Demi doesn’t want me very often, she used too, but not lately. I miss her a lot… “I love you Demi” I said softly.

Demi: “I love you too” we cuddled together and watched tv, until mom came in and made us finish our homework and do our chores. I didn’t have as much to do as Demi, so I went upstairs and I got ready for bed, and then I went into her room and I laid down, I was about to fall asleep when I felt her climb into bed.

Taylor: “goodnight sissy”

Demi: “goodnight” she mumbled, pulling the blankets up over us and snuggling close. We both fell asleep really quickly. The next day someone on my mom’s side of the family that Demi and I never met was having some major health issues, so my parents had to get on a plane so that they could go see them. mom and dad were in such a rush this morning that they didn’t even tell us where they are going, or how long they will be gone, they just told us to go over to Paul and Denise’s house afterschool, and they told us to behave, and they were gone before Demi and I even left for school, we had to lock up the house. As soon as we got home from school, I found Paul in the kitchen, he was washing dishes.

Paul: “hey Taylor, did you have a good day at school?”

Taylor: “It was alright. Have you heard from mom and dad yet?”

Paul: “yeah, your dad called me a little bit ago, but they were getting ready to get on another plane”

Taylor: “where are they going?”

Paul: “somewhere in Florida... I think. they didn’t give me many details yet”

Taylor: “did they tell you how long they would be gone for?”

Paul: “he said it would probably be a week or so” he said grabbing a pan off the stove and putting it into the sink. I pouted. “why? what’s wrong?”

Taylor: “I went to bed early, and I forgot to hug them last night” I know it’s only a week, and that sounds super childish, but I love my parents soo much! I’m going to miss them.

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Nick’s POV:

I think I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, I’ve been really grumpy all day, everything is annoying me and right now Joe, Kev, and Tay are outside playing basketball, my dad’s sleeping because he had a headache, and mommy and demi are working on scrapbooks. I don’t want to do any of those things.

Denise: “Nicholas, if you are going to sit there pouting, you might as well get your homework done” I rolled my eyes.

Nick: “No” she stopped what she was doing and looked at me

Denise: “excuse me?”

Nick: “it’s Friday! I have the WHOLE weekend to get it done” I whined

Demi: “Nicky, we always have to do our homework after school”

Nick: “I don’t wanna” Mom sighed.

Denise: ”Honey, I don’t know what we’re doing this weekend, and I know you have more homework then the other kids do, so please do as you are told”

Nick: “No mom, I’m not doing it right now! I can do it later”

Denise: “I want you to do it now!” she said glaring at me, I glared right back at her

Nick: “No, I don’t have too” her mouth dropped open, shocked by my disobedience. I don’t get what the big deal is.

Paul: ”NICHOLAS JERRY JONAS!“ he yelled, Demi and I both jumped. I turned around in my chair and looked at my dad with wide eyes. He grabbed a chair and he sat down on it. “Come here Nicholas” he said sternly. Mom sighed and her and Demi got up and left the room, probably not wanting to witness my punishment. I didn’t move… which made dad look even more annoyed with me. I am in big trouble… I bit my lip. The back door opened, and the boys walked in.

Joe: “Hey Daddy, feeling any better?” Joe asked, not realizing what was going on. Dad didn’t answer him though, he kept his eyes on me.

Paul: “Nicholas Jerry Jonas… did you hear me?”

Nick: ”yes“ I said quietly, in an innocent little voice.

Paul: “THEN GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE!” he yelled. Taylor, Joe and Kevin all got wide eyes and they looked at me, then at my dad, they just realized that I’m in trouble too. “NOW!” he snapped.

Nick: “d-daddy, I’m sorry!” I whined, I don’t want to be in trouble!! “I’ll go do my homework right now!” I quickly got up and I ran towards the stairs, but I stopped in my tracks when I heard my father yell.

Paul: ”NICHOLAS JERRY JONAS… IF YOU DON’T COME HERE RIGHT NOW.. I’M GONNA USE MY BELT ON YOU!“ he threatened. I gasped, and my eyes went wide… I’ve never got the belt before, Joey hasn’t even got it yet, just Taylor, Demi and Kevy have. I slowly turned around, and I glanced over at the boys, they all still had wide eyes, I gave them a ‘help me’ look, and they all just looked down, even I know that they can’t help me out of this one… I looked at my dad, and he looks so mad…

Nick: “d-daddy” I said in a small voice, tearing up. “I don’t wanna spankinggg” I cried.

Paul: “Get over here, now” he said in a low dangerous tone…

Nick: “but I’m sorry!!”

Paul: “One…” he said holding up one finger… I whimpered, and I couldn’t get my legs to move, I’m too scared! I don’t want a spanking. he is really mad! He is going to spank me hard! “Two” he said glaring at me, and holding up another finger “You are getting the belt if I get to three boy!” he warned. I am FROZEN! He is really going to use the belt on me?? before my dad could get to three, Kevin ran over and he picked me up and he threw me over his shoulder, and he took me across the room, and he sat me on my feet directly in front of our dad. “Kevin” dad said sternly. He doesn’t like it when any of us interfere with punishments.

Kevin: “what? You said he had to get to you before you said three, you never said how” Kevin said innocently. Dad chuckled and shook his head and then he reached around and smacked Kevin’s bottom, Kevin pouted and rubbed.

Paul: “you three can go upstairs and do your homework, Nicholas will be up in a few to join you” they nodded, and Kevin hugged me, because he can tell I’m really scared, and then they went upstairs, and dad refocused his attention on me.

Paul: “why are you being so naughty? You know you aren’t allowed to talk to your mother like that! and you do NOT get to tell her no! I can’t believe you were talking to her like that! that’s not acceptable, and I’m very disappointed”

Nick: “I’m s-sorrry”

Paul: “I’m sure you are, or at least you will be, but that’s not what I asked you, I asked you why you are acting like that?” I looked down.

Nick: “I d-don’t know d-daddy”

Paul: “well that behavior stops right now! I don’t ever want to hear you speak to your mother like that again.” The next thing I know, my pants and underwear were down around my ankles, and dad was pulling me over his knee.

Nick: “nooo daddy!”

Paul: “I don’t want to hear it Nicholas, you earned yourself a spanking! you are lucky I don’t use my belt!”

Nick: “c-can I say sorry t-to mo-mommy first?” I said as I struggled to try to get off his lap.

Paul: “Nope” he said as he landed the first smack, and it made me yelp. He is spanking me so much harder then he usually does. Owwie! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I whimpered and tried to wiggle away, but he held me in place, and he started spanking my thighs and sit spot.

Nick: “OWW! OW! DAAAAADDDY STOPP!” I begged

Paul: “stop wiggling around!” SMACK! “you were very naughty, and you aren’t getting off my lap until I’m done” he said sternly, as he brought down more hard smacks.

Nick: “b-but it H-HURTSS DADDDY!” I cried out, grabbing his leg. I heard him sigh.

Paul: “mmhm, it’s supposed to hurt baby boy” SMACK SMACK SMACK!! Oww! It hurts so bad already! I let out a sob, and I squeezed my eyes shut.

Nick: “OW! Ow! I’m so-AH! I’m s-sorrrry! Oww! D-daadddy p-please st-stoop, OW! I- I won’t b-be naughty a-anymore!” SMACK SMACK SMACK! I started sobbing really hard. I shouldn’t have talked to mommy like that! I don’t know what I was thinking! She probably hates me now! my daddy tipped me forward and he started focusing all his smacks on the most painful parts of my bottom and thighs, and all the sudden I felt really really sick. I gasped and I reached back, and I grabbed daddy’s shirt and I started kicking really hard “DAAD! S-SICK! SICK!” I cried out. He immediately stopped spanking me

Paul: “Nicky?” he asked softly, confused. I wiggled my way off of his lap, and surprisingly he let me go, once I got off his lap, I kicked my jeans and boxers the rest of the way off, because I didn’t have time to pull them up. “Nicky? what’s going on? What’s wrong?” I tried to answer him, but I couldn’t, I was crying too hard. he reached for me, to try to comfort me, but I took off running towards the bathroom, but before I could get there, I started throwing up in my hands. Once I reached the bathroom, I ran in and I threw myself onto the floor in front of the toilet, and I continued throwing up into it. a few seconds later I felt someone rubbing my back. I’m sobbing and throwing up, and it’s making me feel like I can’t breathe. “Nicky baby… please calm down” he said rubbing little circles in my back. I probably look like a mess right now with puke all over my hands, and tears and snot and throw up all over my face, leaning over the toilet with a bright red bottom. “shh sh baby, you are okay... it’s going to be okay baby boy” I let out a loud sob and I went to try to wipe my face, and move my hair out of my eyes, but my dad grabbed my wrist. “don’t touch anything else baby boy, your hands are messy” he said softly. I sobbed and I started puking again. I’m trying so hard to catch my breath and calm down, but it’s so hard to do when I’m throwing up too. my dad stayed by my side the whole time, telling me I was okay, and humming, and rubbing my back. eventually I calmed down, and I was laying on the ground, half leaning over the toilet, completely exhausted. Before I could fall asleep though, daddy moved away from me, I tried to reach for him, but he dodged my gross hand, and he turned on the shower, once the temperature was just right, he pulled me up, and he pulled my t-shirt up and over my head, and he took my socks off. “get in baby, I’m going to go get your toothbrush, and some jammies”

Nick: “I.. I’m so-sorry! I- I didn’t me-mean too.. y-you ca-can fin-finish s-spanking m-me da-daddy” he shook his head no.

Paul: “it’s okay, I was almost done anyway, it’s all over, you are forgiven baby boy, now get in the shower and get cleaned, so that I can hold you” I nodded, and I stepped into the shower. Daddy quickly left the room. I whimpered and tried my best to clean myself. My whole body is shaky, and I feel so weak! and my bottom is burning, and the hot water is making it so much worse. Daddy came back and he placed my clothes on the counter, and my toothbrush, and then he came over, and he soaped up a wash cloth, and he cleaned my face for me. I made a grossed-out face and tried to pull away. he chuckled. “you used to make the same face when you were a baby, and we tried to wash your face” he said as his other hand went to the back of my head, to hold me in place so he could finish washing my face, and while I was rinsing all the soap off, he started making sure my hands were clean.

Nick: “I c-can do it”

Paul: “okay, do it” he said handing me the wash cloth. I grabbed it, and he rinsed the soap off of his hands, and then he shut the shower curtain, so water would stop going all over the place. I slowly cleaned my body and washed my hair. And dad reached his hand into the shower and he held my tooth brush in front of my face. And I was so relieved to be able to finally get the yucky taste out of my mouth. I brushed my teeth while daddy cleaned up the floor and the toilet, where my hands touched. I handed him back my tooth brush when I was all done, and then I rinsed off the soap from my whole body, and then I shut the water and I peeked out at him from behind the curtain. He was standing there holding a towel for me. he smiled at me, and I got out and jumped into his arms. He wrapped the towel around me, and he picked me up and kissed my head. he is holding me with his arm locked together under my butt to support my weight, which hurts a lot.

Nick: “ouchhy, daddy” I whined, wiggling around.

Paul: “what?”

Nick: “my bottom” I whimpered, trying to get down. he sighed and put me down and then he helped me dry off. I started crying again when he dried my butt off. it hurts so much! I hate getting spankings.

Paul: “Nicky, don’t cry baby… I don’t want you to make yourself sick again” he said pulling me close and hugging me. I buried my face into his chest, and I took deep breaths to try to stop myself from breaking down into sobs again.

Nick: “I d-don’t f-feel good”

Paul: “I know, I’m sorry baby… lets get you dressed” I nodded, and he pulled away and he helped me get dressed, and then he carried me upstairs to my room. He laid me down in bed, and I immediately rolled over onto my tummy, which kind of made me feel sick again. “I can’t tell if you feel warm or not” he said feeling my forehead. “do you think you got sick from crying too hard? Or do you think you are sick?”

Nick: “I t-think I’m s-sick, I still feel y-yucky, and… my tummy feels p-pukey” I tried to explain. He frowned and nodded. “I’m going to go t-tell m-mommy s-sorry” I said trying to get up.

Paul: ”oh no you don’t“ he said gently pushing me back down onto the bed. I pouted and looked at him with my big sad puppy dog eyes. He sighed and ran his hands through my hair. “you are staying in that bed for the rest of the night little boy”

Nick: “but daddy I-“

Paul: “no buts, unless you want to find your butt back over my knee.” He said softly patting my bottom. I whimpered and reached back to rub. It hurtss so bad! “I’ll go get mommy for you” I nodded, and he covered me up with my blankie, and then he left the room. I groaned and buried my face into my pillow. I don’t wanna be sick, and I don’t want my butt to hurt anymore. I heard someone come into my room, and I thought it was mommy, so I looked up, but it was Joey instead.

Joe: “Nickky! Guess what?”

Nick: “w-what?” he frowned when he saw my teary eyes.

Joe: “we get to go bowling tonight, Taylor’s taking us, and Samantha is going to be there!” he said walking over and poking me in my side, trying to cheer me up. I kind of have a crush on her, and he knows it, even though I always deny it. I squirmed away from him, and his tickly fingers.

Nick: “m-mommy and d-daddy wo-won’t let me go” Joey sat next to me on the side of my bed.

Joe: “maybe they will, I know daddy spanked you already, because we kind of heard you… it sounded like a pretty bad spanking so maybe he will feel bad and think you been punished enough and let you come? we don’t get to go bowling very much… By the way, you need to be more careful, you almost got the belt today! You are the baby of the family! You can’t get the belt before I do! It doesn’t work that way”

Nick: “hopefully n-neither of us will ever get the b-belt, daddy spanks so hard with just his hand, and so does mommy” he nodded

Joe: “yeah they do… I think I will get the belt soon, I’m so scared of it though”

Nick: “why d-do you think that? did you do s-something naughty?” he shook his head no.

Joe: “no, but I have a lot of ‘next time’ threats about getting the belt, like last time I got a spanking for being disrespectful to mommy, dad told me that if it happens again, he is going to use the belt on me.”

Nick: “he said t-that when you got r-really bad grades l-last time too” Joey nodded.

Joe: “yeah, I… I’m scared of the belt, Taylor and Kevin hate it” I nodded

Nick: “I’m s-scared of it too” mom and dad walked into the room, and mom rushed over and pulled me up and into her arms.

Joe: “can Nicky come bowling with us? Please? He is really sorry” Joey asked.

Paul: “No, he is sick, he threw up twice” Joey gasped, and he jumped off of my bed, quickly getting away from me.

Joe: ”ewwie!!” he tried to run from the room, but dad grabbed him by the back of his pants.

Paul: ”hold up Joseph…“ he said pulling him back

Joe: “daaaad! Let me go!”

Paul: “are you feeling okay? You look kind of pale”

Joe: “I’m fine” he said trying to pull away. dad rolled his eyes and felt Joey’s forehead, Joey tried to pull away, but dad turned him and swatted his butt, and then he went back to feeling his forehead “daddddy” joey whined. “I don’t wanna be sick, I don’t want Nicky germs” he said pouting

Paul: “well, I’m sorry Joey, but it looks like you already caught Nicky germs” Joe shook his head.

Joe: “Nicky…” he whined “I drank your orange juice this morning, why didn’t you tell me you were sick?”

Nick: “I d-didn’t know Joey… I’m sorry”

Joe: “daddy, I feel fine” dad gave him a ‘yeah right’ look. “you aren’t going to let me go bowling… are you?” he said pouting. Dad shook his head no.

Paul: “sorry bud, no bowling for you too tonight. bed!” he said turning joey and smacking his bottom again to get him moving. Joey made a whiney sound, and then he ran over and got into his bed.

Joe: “it’s not fair! We never get to go bowling with our friends!” he said pouting.

Paul: “you can go when you are better” I looked up at mommy, and she smiled at me.

Nick: “I’m really s-sorry that I was s-so naughty, I didn’t mean it” she kissed my cheek.

Denise: “Next time, instead of speaking to me like that, and disobeying me, you need to just tell me that you don’t feel good”

Nick: “I w-will, I’m sorry”

Denise: “it’s okay baby, you are forgiven now” Kevin walked into my room

Kevin: “mommy…” he mumbled coming over and sitting on my bed next to her.

Denise: “yes?”

Kevin: “I don’t feel good” Mom sighed.

Denise: “all of you? really?”

Paul: “what’s the matter Kevy?” he asked walking over to us. Kevin whimpered and leaned into him. Dad frowned and leaned down and kissed the top of his head.

Kevin: “really bad headache” he mumbled. “my tummy feels pukey too”

Paul: “I’m sorry buddy”

Joe: “daddy, you had a really bad headache today too, you got us sick!” he whined.

Paul: “you might be right”

Denise: “do you feel sick Paul?”

Paul: “a little bit…” mom gave him a mean look

Denise: “why didn’t you say anything??”

Paul: “I didn’t know honey, I thought I was just feeling nauseous from the migraine I have”

Denise: “well you made our babies sick”

Paul: “I’m guessing they probably made me sick, they probably caught a bug from school”

Joe: “nuh uh daddy, you were sick first. So this is your fault”

Paul: “well… you going to take care of all of us Denise?” he said smiling at my mom. she rolled her eyes.

Denise: “I’m going to take care of our children… you are on your own babe” dad fake pouted and mom laughed. “alright, maybe I’ll take care of you a little bit” she said winking at him.

Nick: “mommy? Can yo-you stay with me?”

Denise: “I need to go talk to Taylor and Demi, and then I’ll come back up, okay baby?” she said kissing my forehead. I nodded and she got up. and she swatted Kevin and Daddy’s butts softly, to shoo them out of the room. Me and Joey laughed. as soon as they left the room Joey got up out of bed

Joe: “I want to go bowling! I don’t want to be sick… it’s not fair!... I didn’t complain like you and Kevy did, he just knew”

Nick: “b-but you don’t feel good, do you?”

Joe: “I’m…. okay”

Nick: “really? b-because I don’t feel good at all” he frowned and walked over and climbed into my bed with me.

Joe: “I’m so sorry you don’t feel good, and I’m sorry you got a spanking”

Nick: “it h-hurts a lot… but I didn’t have to do my homework, so I won” I said smiling and cuddling close to him. he laughed

Joe: “you are a little brat face Nicky. And it sounded like it hurt, we all felt so bad for you”

Nick: “I hate spankings”

Joe: “me too… how old do you think we have to be to not get anymore spankings?”

Denise: “you boys will never be too old to go over our knee if you don’t behave” Joe and I both jumped, because we thought we were by ourselves.

Joe: “but mommy, that’s not fair”

Denise: “Yes it is. Back in your bed Joey” Joey groaned and got out of my bed and he went back to his.

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Taylor’s POV:

It’s been three days since mom and dad left, and Demi and I have been hanging out with friends and stuff a lot, because Paul, Kevin, Joe, and Nick were really sick, they were miserable, but they But Kevin told me that they all seem to be feeling a lot better today finally. I feel crappy now though. I know I’m getting sick, right after I ate breakfast today, I immediately regretted it, because I’ve felt like I was going to throw up ever since. I haven’t told anyone though, I’ve just been trying to ignore it because I HATE being sick, and I hate staying in bed, it’s so boring! Demi and I just got back from school. Paul is sitting at the dining room table filling out some bill stuff. I pulled a chair out and I tossed my backpack onto the table before sitting down. I sighed and unzipped it and pulled my note book out.

Paul: “homework?”

Taylor: “unfortunately… are you doing okay?” I said looking up at him. he smiled and nodded.

Paul: “I’m doing okay, I still have a slight headache, but it’s no where near as bad as it was over the last few days”

Taylor: “I’m glad you are starting to feel better. Where are the boys?”

Paul: “they were getting a little stir crazy, so Denise took them for a walk, so they could get some fresh air”

Taylor: “are they feeling better?”

Paul: “yes… how are you feeling buddy? You look a little warn out” ugh… why can he always tell? He knew Joe was sick just by looking at him too! that’s so annoying!

Taylor: “I’m feeling fine” I lied “I’m just not wanting to do my homework” I said smirking at him. he raised his eyebrow at me… and I sunk down in my seat a little bit. I always feel so guilty when I lie. I opened my notebook, so that I would have a reason to look away from him.

Paul: “okay, well let me know if you need any help” he said going back work. Thank goodness! I thought for sure that he was going to question me further. I pulled out some more of my stuff and I got to work. The boys came home, and they joined me, and they started working on all there homework too.

Joe: “momm, I need help” he whined

Paul: “how about you ask her nicely Joey” I glanced over at Joe and he pouted.

Joe: “Mommy, can you please help me with my homework?” he asked softly. She smiled and nodded, and she pulled up a chair and sat next to him. Joe always struggles a little bit with his homework, he is a very smart kid, I think he just doesn’t like to pay attention… which I can’t blame him, schools boring. After I finished my homework, I went upstairs and I took a shower, mostly just to have an excuse to get away from Paul. He has been kind of watching me ever since I got home, and I think it’s because he can tell I’m not feeling well. I took a long time in the shower, and then I went and got pajamas out of Kevin’s room to put on and then I went back downstairs, and I started watching cartoons with Nicky. I was fine until I started smelling dinner cooking, and then I really started feeling like I was going to puke. I groaned.

Nick: “what’s wrong Taylor?”

Taylor: “nothing” I mumbled. he nodded and cuddled into my side. I smiled and wrapped my arm around him. I managed to eat dinner and avoid Paul and Denise for most of the day, and I went to bed early. I woke up twice in the middle of the night to throw up, and Demi caught me the second time.

Demi: “Ew… you are sick too?”

Taylor: “no I’m fine” I mumbled, flushing the toilet and washing my hands.

Demi: “so you are throwing up for no reason then?” I grabbed my toothbrush, ignoring her. “at least you don’t have to go to school tomorrow”

Taylor: “I’m going”

Demi: “I doubt they will let you”

Taylor: “don’t tell them please?”

Demi: “why?”

Taylor: “because I said so” she rolled her eyes. And I started brushing my teeth.

Demi: “Taylor… if you are sick, you need to rest”

Taylor: “I’ll be fine… please just leave me alone sissy” I said turning to look at her with my sad eyes. She sighed and walked away. I finished brushing my teeth, and then I went back to bed. I tossed and turned for awhile before I was able to fall back to sleep. I woke up with a cold hand on my forehead I blinked my eyes opened and looked up at Paul confused.

Paul: “how are you feeling buddy?” he said removing his hand.

Taylor: “I feel fine… what time is it?”

Paul: “it’s like 9:30” my eyes went wide. I’m sooo late for school. I jumped up out of bed so quick that I lost my balance “whoa Taylor!” he said grabbing me before I could fall.

Taylor: “why didn’t you wake me up?? I’m so late!”

Paul: “I didn’t wake you up because you aren’t going today”

Taylor: “Paul! Whyy?” I whined.

Paul: “because you are sick”

Taylor: “No I’m not”

Paul: “Yes you are, Demi told me you were throwing up last night” UGH DEMI!

Taylor: “she’s lying”

Paul: “no she’s not, you are.” He said glaring at me. “I thought you were sick yesterday, but I wasn’t sure…”

Taylor: “I’m fine. I don’t want to be sick”

Paul: “nobody wants to be sick Taylor” he said pulling me into a hug. I pouted and leaned into him and closed my eyes. I feel like crap. “you are so warm, I think you have a fever”

Taylor: “It’s just from being in the blankets for so long”

Paul: “I don’t think so kid. Why don’t you lay back down”

Taylor: “don’t wanna” I mumbled. he sighed

Paul: “stop being so stubborn” he said turning me and smacking my bottom.

Taylor: “ow!” I whined.

Paul: “that didn’t hurt… but if you don’t get in that bed, I’ll make it hurt”

Taylor: “you are mean” I mumbled, climbing back into bed. he walked over and rubbed my back

Paul: “if you are anywhere near as sick as we were, you are going to need your rest buddy… I need go get the thermometer, because you are burning up. is there anything else I can get for you? are you hungry?”

Taylor: “No” I mumbled. he nodded and left the room. Usually I would be really happy to get to skip school, but not when I was sick! I absolutely HATE staying home sick. It’s boring, and our parents think we need to suddenly be confined to our freaking beds. I hate every second of it… although right now I am still pretty sleepy, so the bed seems really nice. Paul came back in with a cup of water, some medicine, and a thermometer. He placed the cup and the medicine down, and then he came over to me.

Paul: “sit up Taylor”

Taylor: “no”

Paul: “please? I need to take your temperature, then you need to take that, it’ll be easier if you sit up… or at least turn your head”

Taylor: “fuck you” I mumbled quietly. I knew he heard me, because he landed a really hard smack on my bottom that made me jump.

Paul: “open your mouth!” he said irritated. I decided not to listen, and I glared at him instead. I don’t know why I’m trying to get myself into trouble right now. I guess it doesn’t really matter, because I know he is going to spank me for saying that word, and I really just feel like being a brat right now, I guess. “you won’t let me use this one? Fine” he said turning and storming out of the room.

Taylor: “UGH!” I buried my face back into my pillow, and when that didn’t make me feel better, I grabbed the pillow and I threw it across the room. And then I kicked the blankets off of the bed, and then I just laid there annoyed for a few minutes until he came back.

Paul: “aren’t you too old to be throwing fits?” he said grabbing my pillows and blankets off the floor and placing them on the other end of the bed. I rolled my eyes and I ignored him until he started tugging on my pajama pants… I gasped and grabbed my pants to try to hold them up. “since you want to act like a baby, I’m taking your temperature like one” I looked at him confused, and that’s when I saw a jar of Vaseline in his hand, and a different kind of thermometer in his hand. I quickly rolled over, which caused a new wave a nausea to hit me… I looked at him with wide eyes and shook my head no. “turn around”

Taylor: “No! I’ll let you check it the other way!”

Paul: “Too late, I’m checking it this way now, it’s probably more accurate anyway”

Taylor: “Paul… no, please?”

Paul: “turn your butt around, now” he said sternly.

Taylor: “I don’t want that in my butt!” I whined, my face turning red in embarrassment.

Paul: “you should have listened then” he tried to get me to turn around, but I kicked at him. he shook his head and he opened the jar of Vaseline and then he put some of it on the thermometer. And I just watched him with wide eyes as he put it down on top of the jar on the end table. and then he grabbed me, and I tried really hard to get away, but he pulled my pajama pants and my boxers down, and then he grabbed my ankles and he pushed them up all the way, so that my legs were up by my chest, and my feet were up in the air and my butt and everything was super exposed, so it looked like he was about to put a diaper on me.

Taylor: “nooo! Let me go!” this is SUCH an embarrassing position to be forced into! EVEERYTHING IS SHOWING! I tried so hard to get away, but Paul was holding me tight and I couldn’t. So I reached in between my legs to try to cover my penis AND my butthole. But Paul got both of my ankles in just one of his hands and then he smacked my hand hard. And then he started spanking me really hard. “OWWW! OW! OWW! PAULLL! Stoopp! OWW!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Oh my gosh! I did NOT expect my morning to go this way! not only is this super humiliating, because of all my privates on full display, but it also hurts a lot! This is by far the worst position I have ever been spanked in! SMACK SMACK SMACK!! “I’m so sorry! I’ll listenn now! I promiseee” he kept spanking me until my butt was bright red, and I was crying.

Paul: “You know better then to use that kind of language! And I don’t care if you are sick or not, you will do what I tell you to do!” he said landing one last hard smack onto my butt.

Taylor: “y-yes s-sirr” I cried out. he reached over and he grabbed the thermometer and then he pushed my ankles even more over my head.

Paul: “try to relax” he said softly

Taylor: “pleasee don’t t-taake it t-that w-way” I begged. he ignored me though, and soon I felt the wetness from the Vaseline on my hole, and I squeezed my eyes closed as he pushed it in. it didn’t hurt or anything, it just felt very weird, and I don’t like it at all. I made a whiney sound and wiggled a little.

Paul: “Taylor, stay still!”

Taylor: “h-how longg d-does it take”

Paul: “a couple minutes… the other one would have been faster”

Taylor: “I d-don’t likee i-it!”

Paul: “well if you would have listened, you wouldn’t have to do it this way” I laid there crying and trying to stay as still as possible, which wasn’t easy until he was done. He finally slid it out, which felt just as weird as it felt when he put it in, and then he let go of my legs, and I yelped when my butt touched the bed. he sighed

Paul: “you have a very high temperature, just as I expected” I pouted and got up out of bed and I pulled my boxers and pajama pants back up, and he pulled me into a hug. “I’m sorry you got sick”

Taylor: “I h-hate being s-siick”

Paul: “I know… you’ll be okay, just lots of rest”

Taylor: “I don’t wanna” he kissed my head.

Paul: “that’s too bad” I bit my lip and buried my face into his chest. He let me hug him for a few minutes, but eventually I pulled away

Taylor: “I’m… I gotta…” I clamped my hands over my mouth, and I ran from the room, and I made it into the bathroom just in time to puke into the toilet. Ugh. I have a sore bottom, I’m so embarrassed, and on top of that I’m so sick! After I was done, I stood up and flushed the toilet, and I brushed my teeth again, before going back to the guest room. Paul wasn’t there anymore, but he came in a few minutes later and he had me take some medicine.

Taylor: “c-can I go back to bed?” he nodded.

Paul: “yes, I want you to rest as much as you can. When you wake up, I’ll make you something to eat” I nodded, and I grabbed the pillow and I climbed into bed. Paul tried to cover me up, but I immediately kicked off the blanket.

Taylor: “it’s hot” I mumbled. he rolled his eyes and leaned down and kissed my head.

Paul: “I love you, I’m sorry I had to spank you”

Taylor: “I l-love you too, I’m s-sorry I was b-being a brat”

Joe’s POV:

I was sound asleep, when I felt someone shaking me really hard. My eyes shot open and I got really freaked out, because of the new surroundings.

Nick: “Joeeyy” he whined, loudly.

Joe: “nick?” I asked confused

Nick: “wake up!” he said shaking me harder. I groaned and tried to push him away.

Joe: “go away”

Nick: “but I need youu” he whined. I sat up and I reached around to try to find my phone.

Joe: “what time is it??”

Nick: “I don’t know…. Night time” I rolled my eyes and my fingers bumped into one of our phones, so I grabbed it and picked it up, it’s an iPhone, so it’s Taylor's. I pushed the home button and the screen lit up, practically blinding me.

Joe: “ugh! Nicky! It’s 3am, go back to sleep!” I said dropping his phone and laying back down.

Nick: “JOEEEY!”

Joe: “Shhh! You are going to wake everybody up. Stop it!”

Nick: “but Joey…” he whispered. “I got to go potty”

Joe: “you’ve got to be kidding me… go then!” I said irritated.

Nick: “I need you to come with me!”

Joe: “No!”

Nick: “Joeeey, please?? I’m really scared!” he whined.

Joe: “why did you wake me up?”

Nick: “because sissy yelled at me, and Kevin and Taylor wouldn’t wake up”

Joe: “well, I won’t wake up either” I said rolling over and cuddling back into my pillows and blankets. Nick let out a little sob, that made me feel bad. I sighed and sat back up. “Nick, can you hold it? I’m so tired”

Nick: “Nooo, I can’t! It hurts”

Joe: “okay fine, lets just go outside, you can pee on a bush or a tree or something, and then we can go back to sleep”

Nick: “I don’t have to go that kind of potty…” he mumbled. ughhh!

Joe: “really? Who wakes up to go poop at 3am?”

Nick: “Me! please walk with me? I’m so scared, I can’t walk there in the dark by myself”

Joe: “can’t you just… take a flashlight with you?”

Nick: “I can’t! I’m too scared…. You would feel so bad if I got ate by a bear! Please come with me?”

Joe: “there aren’t any bears here, Nicky” he whimpered and wiggled around. I sighed and got up and I grabbed a flashlight, and I unzipped the tent. “alright, come on nick” I mumbled. I probably wouldn’t want to walk to the bathrooms by myself either, I think I would wake someone else up too, so I guess I can’t blame him. I’m just so sleepy. We climbed out of the tent, and Nicky handed me my shoes. “thanks” I mumbled, slipping them on. I zipped the tent back up, and then I turned the flashlight on, and we started walking down the road, towards the bathrooms.

Nick: “it’s so scary out here, even with you”

Joe: “yeah, it is kind of creepy…. I’m sorry I was so grumpy”

Nick: “it’s okay, I’m sorry I woke you up, but… thank you for coming with me”

Joe: “just, try to go to the bathroom BEFORE we go to bed from now on”

Nick: “I will”

Joe: “do you think we are supposed to walk to the bathrooms by ourselves?”

Nick: “Taylor did earlier”

Joe: “yeah but… Taylor’s older then we are”

Nick: “our parents didn’t tell us not too…”

Joe: “they didn’t tell us we could either” Nick stopped walking,

Nick: “should we go back?”

Joe: “I thought you had to go?”

Nick: “I have to go, but I don’t want to get in trouble…”

Joe: “well, we are almost there, so lets just go” he nodded, and we walked the rest of the way there. Nick went in and went to the bathroom. And I sat on the bench outside. I am so sleepy. I shined the flashlight around, and I spotted a raccoon trying to get into this dumpster. When I shined a light at it, it looked at me, and it scared me, so I ran inside the bathroom. I quickly decided that I’m not waiting outside by myself. I can’t believe I tried to tell Nicky to walk here by himself, this is scary. “niiiick, hurry up, I’m sleepy”

Nick: “I’m almost done” he called back. I rolled my eyes. And I heard some guy laugh, which made me back up into the wall with wide eyes, because I thought we were alone. Nick was really quick after that. He quickly washed his hands and we ran away from the bathrooms. The guy in there was probably harmless, but it’s like the middle of the night, and we are alone, so it scared us a lot. Once we got far enough from the bathrooms we slowed down and started walking.

Joe: “I totally thought we were alone in there”

Nick: “Me too! when that guy laughed, it made me jump”

Joe: “lets wake Taylor up next time”

Nick: “Taylor doesn’t wake up”

Joe: “then let’s wake up daddy, or Dan” he nodded. And grabbed my hand. He is shaking a little bit. “why are you shaking? Are you okay?”

Nick: “I just… I’m scared. the trees look scary, even with the flashlight”

Joe: “we will be back at the campsite in just a minute, and will be safe in bed”

Nick: “when we get back can I go to mom and dad’s tent? It’s dark and I want to be with them” I nodded.

Joe: “yes, I’m sorry we don’t have a night light… I know it scares you a lot”

Nick: “I feel stupid for being so scared of the dark” I couldn’t help but to yawn. I’m so sleepy.

Joe: “don’t feel stupid Nicky, I’m scared of stuff too” I mumbled.

Nick: “how much longer? I feel like we been walking for a long time”

Joe: “it’s probably because we are so tired, so it feels like a long time” he nodded, and we kept walking for a little bit. nothing looks familiar… did we run the wrong way when we ran out of the bathrooms? I swallowed a lump in my throat… oh no. “um… do you remember what the number was, on our campsite?”

Nick: “what number?” I shined the light on the driveway of this random campsite

Joe: “see, the ground says a different number on all of them”

Nick: “I don’t know… I didn’t know we had a number” he said nervously. I stopped walking and I looked around confused.

Joe: “does anything look familiar to you?”

Nick: “n-no” he said biting his lip.

Joe: “lets just keep walking, we will recognize our campsite” he nodded, and we started walking faster. We definitely should have been there by now. After awhile I stopped again “I think we should try to walk back… maybe we passed it. if we can’t find it, we can walk back to the bathrooms”

Nick: “Joe… we are l-lost” he said tearing up.

Joe: “it’s okay Nicky, we will find it” we turned around and we walked back to a bathroom, but it was a different bathroom! The bathroom by our campsite is like brown brick, and this bathroom is white. “what the heck…” I said running my fingers through my hair. I don’t understand how this happened. We walked back and forth from the bathroom all day today, how did I get us lost? Nicky whimpered. “I’m sorry Nicky… I.. am so confused, I don’t know what happened”

Nick: “we need to go back the other way!” he said tugging on my hand.

Joe: “I think we need to stay put… we-“ he shook his head no.

Nick: “we got to find our family! We can’t stay here!” he whined. I nodded and I let him pull me back into the direction we came from. “do you have your phone??” he asked after a little bit.

Joe: “I don’t think so” I said letting go of his hand, so I could check. It was in my pocket though! I let out a breath of relief.

Joe: “Yes! I have it!” I opened it up and I groaned... “it’s going to die… it’s 4:30am, we’ve been walking for so long”

Nick: “Text someone!!” I nodded and I went into my messages, and I clicked on moms, because hers is the first one that came up. ‘Mom! we walked to bathroom, we are really lost! Phone dying! Help!’ I typed quickly, as soon as I pressed send though, my phone screen went black… so I’m not even sure if it through or not. Ugh… I put my phone back into my pocket and Nick grabbed my hand again. This is the worst night ever! We walked for a while, and then the flashlight started blinking “why is-“ Suddenly it went off, and we were surrounded by complete darkness, and Nick screamed his head off. I reached up and covered his mouth.

Joe: “Nick! Stop! You are going to wake people!” he stopped screaming, but he started sobbing and he hugged onto me tightly. “it’s going to be okay, I’m not going to let anything happen to you” he is shaking so bad, I feel so helpless! He is terrified right now. And I’m scared too… I can’t believe I got us lost. “w-we need to keep walking, okay?” he nodded, but he kept holding onto me for dear life as we walked. Eventually his sobbing quieted down, as his eyes adjusted more to the darkness. “Man, it’s getting foggy, I can barely even see tents or anything anymore”

Nick: ”I’m flipping sc-scared and you aren’t h-helping! I want m-my daddy!” he cried out. I frowned and hugged him.

Joe: ”I’m sorry Nicky… I didn’t mean to make you more scared…” I don’t know how to help him. we are so freaking lost, and I feel like we are just walking in circles, I don’t know what to do. “do you want a piggy back ride?” he nodded, so I helped him get up on my back. He wrapped his arms and legs around me, and I held onto him, and I leaned forward a little bit, so he wouldn’t fall off. “just hold me tight, and close your eyes and pretend it’s not dark outside, okay?” I felt him nod, and he buried his face in his arms. and I continued walking. Nick cried and whimpered for a little bit, but eventually he cried himself to sleep, which I am really thankful for, because I feel so bad seeing him so scared. I walked for what seemed like hours, and It started getting too hard, my legs, and feet, and my back hurt really bad, and my arms are cramping, from trying to hold Nick up in such a weird position, I was about to just sit down on the ground, but I saw a playground ahead. My legs are kind of shaking… but I pushed myself to keep walking, and when I got to the playground, and I climbed up onto the playset thingy, and it took me a few minutes to get Nick off of me, without like dropping him or something. It’s still so dark, I don’t want him to wake up yet. I sat down, and I put Nick in my lap, and he started squirming around. “go back to sleep Nicky” I whispered, wrapping my arms around him. he turned in my lap a little bit and he cuddled closer. Thankfully he did fall back to sleep. My body is aching, so I’m so glad to not be walking anymore. But I’m really sad that we are so lost. I’m so tired, but I’m too scared to fall asleep. So I stayed awake, and eventually I watched the sunrise. I wonder if our family even knows we are gone yet?

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Denise POV:

I woke up, when I felt the bed move. I’m not used to sleeping on an air mattress. I heard a big thump, and the air-mattress almost tipped.

Paul: “ugh”

Denise: “what are you doing?”

Paul: “I was just trying to roll over” he mumbled, standing up. I reached over and grabbed my phone, to check the time. 8:02am. I have a text message from Joseph, so I clicked on it and my eyes widened and I jumped up.

Denise: “Paul! Joseph is lost! Oh my god!”

Paul: “huh? What do you mean? how?” I threw my phone at him, so he could read the message, and then I quickly got out of my tent, and ran over to the kids tent, and I almost broke it, trying to see inside. My heart dropped when I saw that Joey and Nicky weren’t in there. Paul got out of our tent and he knew when he saw my face that they weren’t here. “we will find them honey, I promise” he said softly. I nodded, and we woke everyone up, and then we started searching for them. we tried to call, but the phones dead, it didn’t even ring through, it went straight to voicemail. We ended up splitting up and looking EVERYWHERE, and we have the campground security looking for them too. the longer it took, the worse my panic attack got. Paul kept on trying to reassure me that we would find them, and that they would be okay, but nothing he is saying is helping me. the only thing that will make this better is having my babies safe in my arms.

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Joe’s POV:

Nick: ”we slept in the park!!?“ Nick yelled, I was dozing off a little bit, so it made me jump.

Joe: ”Dang it! Nicholas! You scared me… again” he sat up and looked around.

Nick: “what if we would have got kidnapped or something? Why did you let us sleep in the park?”

Joe: “I fell asleep a couple of times for just a minute, but I tried really hard to stay awake… I’m sorry Nicky, I couldn’t walk anymore” I said looking down. He leaned into me again.

Nick: “thank you for carrying me, I’m sorry I got us lost”

Joe: “you didn’t get us lost, I did…”

Nick: “do you think we are in trouble?”

Joe: “I hope not… it’s already been a horrible night… we should probably start looking again” he nodded and got up off of me, and he helped me stand up, because my back hurts. We both went down the slide and then Nick grabbed my hand, and we started walking again. “Are you still scared Nicky?” I asked looking at him. he usually only holds my hand if he is scared.

Nick: “I just want mom and dad” I nodded

Joe: “I want them too” I said tearing up. I tried all night to be brave for Nick, but I’m tired, and my body hurts, and I just want to be held now. I tried to blink the tears away, but Nick noticed anyway, and he started crying too.

Nick: “we will find them Joey, it’ll be easier now that we can see”

Joe: “I can’t believe how big this campground is…”

Nick: “Maybe we can find someone nice, that will let us use their phone”

Joe: “that’s a good idea nick! I hope-“ before I could finish, Nick let go of my hand and he started running… “Nicholas!” I yelled, chasing after him, I caught up to him and I grabbed his arm, making him stop.

Nick: “its KEVVYY!” he yelled, pulling his arm out my grip. I looked around, and I saw Kevin, Taylor and Demi running towards us. I gasped and I started running towards them as fast as I could. Nick got to them before I could, because I am so sore. I ran into Taylors arms, he lifted me up and squeezed me so tight.

Taylor: “I’m so glad you boys are safe” he whispered. putting me back on the ground. I closed my eyes and hugged him tightly. I don’t want to let go. I’m so glad that they found us.

Kevin: “I’m going to text our parents”

Demi: “we’ve been looking for you two all morning! We’ve been worried sick!” I heard a smack sound.

Nick: “Owwie! Sissy!” I squeezed my eyes shut, because I knew I was next. SMACK! Ugh that was a really hard smack, that wasn’t Demi, that was Taylor for sure! I whimpered and hugged Taylor even tighter.

Taylor: “DO NOT TAKE OFF LIKE THAT AGAIN!” He said sternly, pushing me back to glare at me. “You two scared all of us so bad! Don’t you dare do that again!”

Joe: “I.. we got s-scared and we ran the w-wrong way” Taylor sighed, and he pulled me close again.

Taylor: “what scared you?”

Joe: “there was a guy in the bathroom” I felt Taylor tense a little

Taylor: “did he hurt you?” he said pushing me back so he could see my face again. I shook my head no

Joe: “we just didn’t know he was in there, so it scared us”

Taylor: “no more going by yourselves, especially at night” he said sternly. I nodded. I don’t want this to happen again. Kevin pulled me away from Taylor and he hugged me, and then Demi hugged me. I can tell that they are just as relieved about finding us, and we are about finding them.

Kevin: “are you okay Nicky?” Kevin asked, picking him up. Nicks still crying.

Joe: “He had a really tough night because our flashlight died…” Kevin frowned. Everyone knows how terrified Nicky is of the dark. “He w-was shaking all night”

Demi: “aww, Nicky” she said rubbing his back. “I’m sorry you had such a rough night”

Nick: “are we in trouble?”

Kevin: “uh… I’m not sure… mom and dad were pretty upset”

Joe: “like mad?”

Demi: “more like… worried”

Joe: ”how far are we from our campsite?“

Taylor: ”it’s really far, You guys were walking the wrong way”

Joe: “ugh.. my feet are tired, and so are my eyes”

Taylor: “come here Joey” I walked over to him and he picked me up, and he crossed his arms underneath my butt, to support my weight. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his Neck. And then they started walking.

Nick: “Joey carried me all night, because I was scared”

Taylor: “thank you for doing that Joey” he whispered into my ear.

Joe: “welcome” I mumbled, closing my eyes. “my back hurtss” I whined, wiggling a little bit. he moved one of his arms out from under me, and he started rubbing my back, which ended up putting me right to sleep. I woke up much later, when I heard some cries, I looked around confused. Dan is sitting on the picnic table bench, and he has Nicky laying over his lap and he is spanking him.

Paul: “good afternoon, sleepy head” he said when he felt me wiggle around. I looked up at him and he smiled at me. I’m sitting in his lap. I pouted

Joe: “daddy… am I going to get a spanking?” he shook his head no.

Paul: “no, you aren’t in trouble”

Joe: “why is Nicky?”

Paul: “he is in trouble because he was talking back to Dan”

Joe: “you aren’t mad that we got lost?”

Paul: “I’m just glad they found you. but you aren’t allowed to do that again, if you do that again, I’ll find you and I’ll spank you so hard you won’t be able to sit for the rest of the time we are here. got it?” he said sternly. I shivered and nodded.

Joe: “I won’t daddy”

Paul: “Good, because you and Nick scared us pretty bad”

Joe: “I’m sorry daddy, we scared ourselves too” he laughed and kissed the top of my head.

Paul: “are you hungry?”

Joe: “I’m just sleepy”

Paul: “you can go back to sleep if you want, for a little bit. do you want to go lay down in your tent?” I shook my head no.

Joe: “I wanna stay with you”

Paul: “I want you to stay with me too, I love you baby boy”

Joe: “I love you too daddy” I said falling back into his chest and closing my eyes. I love my dad so much. I felt someone climb on me, so I opened my eyes, and Nick cuddled close to me. he is still crying a little bit, from the spanking he just got. I wrapped my arms around him.

Nick: ”th-thank you for b-being there to hold me l-last night when I was sca-scared..“

Joe: ”that’s what big brothers are for Nicky... I love you“

Nick: ”love you t-too”

Denise: “aw, honey, now all you need is Kevin, and you would have all our babies in your lap” I moved over as far as I could with Nicky on my lap, and I waved Kevin over here, he smiled and walked over, and he sat on dad’s other knee. “AWW! That’s soo cute! Let me go get my phone! I need a picture of this.” Me and Kevin looked at each other and we rolled our eyes.

Dan: “that’s quite a knee full you have there, Paul” daddy laughed and nodded.

Kevin: “are we too heavy dad?”

Paul: “nope… but we all might be too heavy for this chair” I giggled at the thought of the chair collapsing and us all falling. That would be really funny! Mommy came over and she took our picture.

Deb: “you need to get in that picture Denise” she said grabbing mom’s phone from her. Mom came back and stood behind us and we got our picture taken again. Surprisingly, we all fell asleep like that, including daddy.

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(meanwhile) Demi’s POV:

I’ve been talking to mom and Denise about Jeremiah for the past like hour. I’ve been hiding my crush on Jeremiah for soo long, and now that everybody knows, I can’t stop talking about it!

Denise: “what are you going to wear on your first date? I know you’ve already been planning it” I giggled and nodded.

Demi: “I have like 3 different outfits picked out! I took pictures of them, wanna see?”

Denise: “YES!” she came over and sat next to me, and I grabbed my phone and I went through my pictures and I found them. I had my friend take pictures of me in a ton of outfits, and we narrowed it down to 3 that I liked, and felt cute in. I showed them to her, and mom walked over and leaned over the back of my chair, so she could see too. “you look so cute in all of these. but if you want to wear the skirt in the first picture, I think you need to wear some leggings with it”

Deb: “yeah, I agree, that skirt is a tiny bit too short”

Demi: “ughh… no, it’s not! I wear it all the time and neither of you have ever told me that it was too short… you are just being over protective”

Dan: “let me see” he said walking over to us.

Demi: “No! daddy! You are just going to agree with them! even if it’s not too short” dad rolled his eyes and he took my phone from me and as soon as he saw my outfit, he shook his head no. I knew it.

Dan: “you are not wearing this. Not out of the house, and definitely not out on a date”

Demi: “but I seriously wear it all the time, and-“

Dan: “not anymore baby girl” I rolled my eyes.

Demi: “you start liking a boy and all the sudden your parents think your clothes shrink… that’s dumb” I said crossing my arms.

Deb: “we haven’t even given you permission to go yet, so I would watch the attitude if I were you little lady” ugh it’s not fair… Taylor doesn’t have to worry about our parent’s not letting him wear what he wants. Denise showed dad the other two pictures, and he was okay with those outfits. But it’s still annoying… I liked that skirt a lot. They gave me back my phone, and I just sat there pouting as mom and Denise talked about outfits they got in trouble for when they were my age. My phone beeped and I looked down and smiled. It’s Jeremiah.

 Jeremiah: “hey cutie”

Demi: “Hi! :)”

Jeremiah: “what are you doing?”

Demi: “my parents are being annoying about my clothes”

Jeremiah: “why?”

Demi: “I have this skirt that I wear all the time, and they suddenly think it’s too short! It’s so annoying”

Jeremiah: “do you have a pic? I want to see” I bit my lip and looked around at my family, nobody was paying attention to me, so I sent him the picture of me in the skirt. “it’s not too short! You look hot” I blushed and smiled.

Demi: “thank you”

 Denise woke Paul and their kids up, and then we ate lunch, and then we all got ready to go to the beach, because we haven’t got to go yet.

Paul: ”Kevin, Nick, you two need to put sunscreen on... You two get sunburned so easily”

Denise: “Joseph you too, you don’t burn as easy, but I still want you to put some on”

Joe: “okay mommy” Taylor and I don’t get sunburned, we just tan. But the Jonas boys get sunburned really bad.

Kevin: ”I don’t need any, I don’t burn that bad!” I rolled my eyes.

Demi: “that’s not true Kevin, you do burn really bad”

Kevin: “no I don’t”

Demi: “Mhm… of course you don’t” I said sarcastically.

Paul: “Put some on Kevin. I don’t want to hear you complaining about a sunburn later” Kevin rolled his eyes.

Denise: “the sunscreens in our tent, go get it on” they nodded.

Paul: ”do you guys want to take the van?”

Taylor: “I saw a trail that leads to the beach, can we walk?”

Paul: “I don’t think Joey will be too thrilled about more walking today, after the night he had”

Taylor: “I can carry him!”

Deb: “we don’t even know how long of a walk it is honey”

Taylor: “come on guys! it’ll be cool”

Demi: “I don’t mind walking”

Paul: “Dan? Do you want to walk?” Dad shrugged

Dan: “we can always turn back if it’s too far” Paul nodded. And the boys came back, and Nick handed the sunscreen to me

Nick: “can you help me put it on my face and back sissy?” he asked me, because I’m the only one sitting here doing nothing. I nodded and I took the bottle from him.

Demi: “sit” I said patting my lap. he smiled and he turned around and sat on my lap, and I poured some sunscreen in my hand and I put it on his back. He jumped.

Nick: “colddd” he whined.

Demi: “sit still” I said rubbing it in, and putting it on his shoulders, and the back of his neck. And then I had him turn around and I carefully put it on his face. Joey also had me help him, but Kevin wouldn’t let me, he claimed to be fine.

Dan: “okay, lets go” I got up and I slipped my flip flops on. And I grabbed a towel.

Taylor: “Joey, you want a piggy back ride? We are walking” he nodded, and Paul picked him up and put him up on Taylor’s back. And then we started walking. The trail was across from the bathroom that we use, and it was really cool, we saw the most breathtaking view that we had to stop at. We all got our pictures taken in front of it because it was amazing. I’m glad we decided to walk.

Dan: “we need to take some more of these trails tomorrow” he said as we continued walking through it. it took us about 20 minutes to get through the trail that lead us right to the beach. I’m so excited! I’m going to get so tan for my first day of school! And for my first date! I laid my towel down, and I laid down on it.

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Taylor’s POV:

My brothers and I took our shoes and shirts off, and then we raced to the water, and Kevin Nick and I ran in, but Joey stopped when his feet reached the water.

Kevin: ”COME ON JOEY!! The Waters Great!!“

Joe: ”it’s way too cold!” I laughed started running towards him, he shrieked and turned around and he started running towards our parents. I chased him. He jumped over Demi, and he hid behind my mom.

Demi: “EW! Joe! you kicked sand on me!”

Joe: “sorry sissy!” I walked around Demi.

Taylor: “Joeyyy, come here”

Joe: “No!” he said ducking behind my mom. Mom laughed and moved, and I went to grab him, but he started running again. He didn’t make it very far though, because I caught him and he fell into the sand, and I tripped on him, and I ended up falling too. Joey laughed at me. I picked him up and threw him over my shoulder and then I started running towards the water. Joey screamed again. “Put mee down!!!” he whined. I laughed

Taylor: “I will in just a second”

Joe: “noo put me down in the sand!”

Taylor: “Nopee!” I said happily, running out deep enough so that I can throw him without him getting hurt. “you better plug your nose! You are going in!”

Joe: “Taylor! You are mean!” I laughed and threw him in. he shrieked while he was in the air. He made a big splash, and when he came up, he was shivering. “Brrr! It’s so cold!”

Kevin: “I’m already used to it, it’s not bad”

Joe: “SISSY! Come swim!”

Demi: “later!” she yelled back.

Taylor: “she wants to get all tan”

Joe: “sissy will get tan anyway, she doesn’t need to lay there, that’s boring”

Taylor: “girls like to lay in the sun”

Joe: “girls are weird” I laughed and nodded. Our dads and my mom got in the water. Denise laid on the beach with Demi. We played for HOURS! Eventually Denise and Demi joined us. It was so much fun! Our parents hardly ever swim with us at home, so it was fun to be able to play with them. they got out before we did, none of us kids wanted to leave.

Dan: “Kids! time to go!” he called, from on the beach. We reluctantly made are way back to the sand. And Denise handed us our towels.

Nick: “can we come back tomorrow?”

Denise: “yeah, will definitely be coming back lots this week sweetie” he smiled, and we started walking back. Joe was okay with walking this time.

Denise: “Kevin, baby… you got sunburned”

Paul: “yeah, really bad! Did you miss spots? You didn’t let Demi help”

Kevin: “uhm… I didn’t want to wear it…” he said biting his lip.

Paul: “you didn’t put any on??” Kevin shook his head no. “Kevin Paul Jonas! I told you to put it on!”

Kevin: “but dadd! It’s annoying, and it burns my eyes when I swim”

Denise: “well honey, now the sun burned your whole upper body.”

Kevin: “I don’t feel it, it’s okay”

Denise: “oh you will be feeling it...” she said shaking her head. Kevin’s skin is definitely red, especially his face and the top of his shoulders, and his chest. I didn’t notice it until Denise pointed it out.

Joe: “you look like a lobster!” Paul smacked Kevin’s bottom.

Kevin: “daddy!” he whined, hiding his face embarrassed, because there’s a bunch of other people here.

Paul: “I can’t believe you didn’t put sunscreen on! You know how bad you burn when you don’t... I better not hear complaining all week” Kevin pouted, and we walked back to the campsite. We all decided to take showers, and then we came back and made dinner, and we ate. Joe insisted on helping build the fire again, so he got to do that. Right now, I’m laying on the ground in the grass, and I’m playing on Demi’s phone, because she’s not paying attention, and I’m bored. I was just stalking a girl I likes Facebook, until a text message from Jeremiah popped up. Ew. I hate him. I clicked on it. and I scrolled up and started reading some of their conversation. I sat up and glared at Demi, even though she’s not even looking at me.

Taylor: “Demetria Lautner!” her eyes widened, and she looked at me confused. as did everyone else.

Demi: “what??”

Taylor: “you sent Jeremiah that picture?”

Demi: “why do you have my phone!?”

Dan: “what picture?”

Taylor: “she sent him that picture of her wearing that skirt… and he told her it was hot”

Deb: “Demetria! We told you that that skirt wasn’t appropriate!”

Demi: “there’s nothing wrong with it!” Dad stood up and he grabbed Demi’s arm and he pulled her up. Demi knows where this is heading… “Daddy!” she whined, trying to pull away from him “it’s not fair! Taylor should be getting a spanking for playing on my phone!”

Taylor: “You play on my phone all the time!” dad pulled her over to the van, and he made her get in, and then he climbed in after her, and he slammed the door behind them. I kind of feel bad for getting her in trouble. But at the same time, I don’t. she shouldn’t be wearing stuff like that. About 25 minutes later, they came out and Demi was crying really hard.

Dan: “go get it” he said sternly. She walked over to me

Demi: “d-do yo-you have m-my phone?” I nodded, and I handed it to her. she took it over to my dad, who had moved over to sit by the fire. She handed it to him.

Dan: “you aren’t getting this back for two weeks” he said putting it in his pocket.

Demi: “but daddy, I need it!”

Dan: “would you like to go back over my knee?” she shook his head no. “then drop it, you are grounded” she ran over to our mom and she sat in her lap and cried in her arms. Demi is going to be so mad at me until she gets her phone back. she was pretty mopey for the rest of the night. But I had phone with the boys, we played baseball, until it got dark, and then we sat around the campfire and listened to music and hungout with the family. I walked to the bathroom with Demi, and it was kind of awkward because she wouldn’t talk to me all the way there.

Taylor: “come on Demi… stop being like this” I said as we were walking back. she glared at me

Demi: “I hate you”

Taylor: “well, I love you”

Demi: “what’s wrong with that skirt!? I wore that skirt like a week ago, and none of you cared! Now that I have a boy that’s interested in me, suddenly it’s inappropriate? That’s so unfair”

Taylor: “Demi, that shirt is inappropriate! And when you wore it last time, I told you that!”

Demi: “Mom and dad didn’t!”

Taylor: “they probably didn’t notice it sissy… I’m sure they probably would have said something about it if they did” she rolled her eyes. “you don’t need to try to be sexy to make some guy like you… you are beautiful the way you are”

Demi: “but-“

Taylor: “no buts, you aren’t grown up Demi, you don’t get to dress like it” I said sternly.

Demi: “girls at school dress like that, he is going to want to be with them”

Taylor: “well then he is an asshole and you shouldn’t be with him”

Demi: “he isn’t an asshole Taylor”

Taylor: “then the way you dress shouldn’t matter to him” she didn’t have anything to say to that. “I love you Demi, I’m sorry I got you in trouble… but please don’t ignore me and be mad for the rest of the trip, we’ve been having so much fun, and we’ve been getting along, and I think that’s making mom and dad happy”

Demi: “but I want my phone! Jeremiah is going to think I’m ignoring him”

Taylor: “I can text him and tell him that you are grounded”

Demi: “no! I don’t want you to have his number”

Taylor: “why not?”

Demi: “because you will be mean to him”

Taylor: “no I won’t”

Demi: “yeah right” I laughed. She’s probably right, I would. Demi promised to not ignore me anymore, but she’s still mad, which is understandable. If she did that to me, I’d be annoyed too. When we got back to the campsite our family was making s’mores. Which Joey was super happy about. I really love spending time around the fire at the end of the day with my family. I think this is my favorite part about camping.

Denise: “Joseph, how many s’smores have you had?” she asked as Joe went to get another marshmallow

Joe: “like.. a few”

Denise: “how many is a few?” she asked rising her eyebrow at him.

Joe: “um… seven-ish”

Denise: “Seven!?” Joe nodded. “No more! Put that marshmallow back!” she said sternly. He pouted and put it back.

Kevin: “Daddyyy” Kevin whined.

Paul: ”yes?”

Kevin: “it hurts…” he said referring to his sunburn

Paul: “well, I wouldn’t doubt it. sunburns hurt”

Kevin: “Can you fix it?”

Paul: ”nope... You should have put sunscreen on like you were told”

Kevin: “pleasee? It hurts so bad! Worse than any sunburn I ever got” Paul sighed, and he got up and he went into his tent, and he came back a few minutes later with a green bottle of stuff.

Paul: “come here” he sat sitting down. Kevin went over and he sat on his knee.

Kevin: “it even hurts to walk” he whined. Paul tugged his shirt up. “Owww! STOP!” he cried. Paul froze.

Paul: “Kevin, you asked me to help”

Kevin: “but you are hurting me”

Paul: “you hurt yourself when you refused to listen to me” Kevin whimpered.

Kevin: “I wish I would have listened to you”

Paul: “I wish you would have too baby boy” he said lifting his shirt, more carefully this time. He got the shirt off and then he started rubbing the stuff all over Kevin.

Kevin: “ow!”

Paul: “I’m being as careful as I can be” he said softly. Paul got his whole back and shoulders, and his neck, and then back of his arms. “is this helping at all?” Kevin nodded.

Kevin: “it’s cold, it is helping a lot”

Paul: “good, turn around” Kevin turned in his lap and Paul started putting it on his belly and his chest, and his arms. and the top of his legs. Poor Kevin, he got burnt so bad everywhere.

Kevin: “what about my face?” Kevin asked when he closed the lid.

Paul: “I don’t know if this stuff can go on your face” he said looking at the back of the bottle

Denise: “should be okay honey, just don’t get it in his eyes”

Paul: “okay… Don’t move” he said opening it again and carefully applying it to his face.

Kevin: “ewww! It stinks” he said pulling away.

Paul: “Kevin, I told you not to move! I could have got it in your eye” he said putting his hand on the back of his head, to hold him in place while he applied it. Kevin scrunched up his nose and Paul chuckled. “Okay, I’m done”

Kevin: “Thanks daddy”

Paul: “go put this away, we will put some more on in the morning” Kevin nodded, and he got up, but before he could walk away, Paul grabbed his arm SMACK SMACK! SMACKK! SMACK!

Kevin: “OW! AH! OWW!” SMACK SMACK! SMACKK! SMACKK! “Daddyy! Stop it! OW!” Paul landed about 20 more smacks before he stopped. Tears were welling up in Kevin’s eyes and he was pouting.

Paul: “I just thought you needed a red bottom to match your sunburn. The next time I tell you to put sunscreen on, you better do it” he said letting go of him.

Kevin: “yes sir…” he mumbled, rubbing his bottom. Kevin went and put the stuff away, and then he came back, and Paul helped him back into his shirt.

Denise: “I think it’s bedtime for you kiddos.”

Joe: “But momma! I’m not tired!”

Denise: “probably because you slept all day, but you aren’t staying up all night and sleeping all day again, we have stuff planned”

Kevin: “daddy, can we please stay up late?”

Taylor: “yeah, let us stay up late please? We are going to be going to school when we get back home”

Paul: “well, I don’t care if Taylor and Demi stay up late, But it’s bedtime for you boys”

Joe: “that’s not fairrr”

Dan: “Taylor and Demi, you two can go to bed too. we have a long day tomorrow” I sighed and nodded.

Paul: “go get ready for bed”

Joe: ”But Daddyyy!!“

Dan: ”no more buts, unless you want to go to bed with a sore bottom”

Joe: ”ugh.. I don’t want to go to bed yet!“ he whined.

Paul: ”did you hear what Dan just said? Do you want a spanking?”

Joe: ”technically.. Dan said to not say anymore ‘buts’.. but I didn’t say that!“

Paul: ”Kevin please move“ Kevin got off his dads lap and Paul stood up.. ”Come here Joseph!“ Joey’s eyes widened..

Joe: ”I’m sorry!”

Paul: “Right NOW Joseph Adam!” Joey stood up and he slowly walked over to Paul, Paul grabbed his arm and he dragged him over to the van… ugh. First Demi, and now Joey. I really hope I can avoid being dragged to the van.

Denise: “well... Does anyone else want to argue?"

Taylor: “Not me!”

Demi: “well Nick definitely doesn’t want to argue, he is sleeping” I looked over, and laughed. He is holding TWO s’mores, and he has s’more all over his face. But he is totally asleep.

Denise: “ew… he is so messy! why does he have two?” she said shaking her head.

Taylor: “one for each hand” I said laughing.

Deb: “Next time we do s’mores, I think we need to pay closer attention to Joe and Nick”

Denise: “yeah definitely” she said walking over and grabbing the s’mores from his hands. She threw them in the fire, and then she woke him up. “let’s go get your cleaned up and ready for bed” she said pulling him up. I got up and got my stuff, and I walked with everyone else to the bathrooms, and we all got ready for bed, and then we started walking back.

Demi: “there’s Paul and Joey” I looked up and saw them walking towards us. Joey is still crying pretty hard. I frowned. He looks so sad.

Joe: ”um.. I I’m v-very sorry f-for being dis-disrespectful”

Denise: ”come here baby“ Joey went over to her and she wrapped her around him.

Joe: “mommy, it h-hurts” he said reaching his hand back to rub his bottom.

Paul: “Joseph… no rubbing” Joey made a whiney sound, but he moved his hand away from his bottom. “I’m going to take him to get ready for bed” he said grabbed Joey’s arm and pulling him away from his mom. they went to the bathrooms, and the rest of us walked back to our campsite. I walked over to the tent and I unzipped it and I went in and I laid down in my spot.

Dan: “Taylor?” he said peeking in the tent as Demi and Kevin were coming in.

Taylor: “yes?”

Dan: “no goodnight hugs and kisses?”

Taylor: “nopee” I said jokingly.

Dan: “oookay. goodnight” he said walking away.

Taylor: “daaaad! Wait” I whined, sitting up. Demi laughed at me. Dad came back and he peeked through the door again “Hug!” I said holding my arms up. he chuckled and he came into our tent and he gave me a big hug.

Dan: “I love you so much Taylor” I smiled

Taylor: “love you too daddy” he kissed my cheek and then he hugged everybody else. I zipped up my sleeping bag, and I cuddled inside of it and I closed my eyes. A few minutes later Joey came in and he laid down next to me. I pulled him close “you okay buddy?”

Joe: “I didn’t think he would spank me… all I did was talk”

Taylor: “you were talking back Joey… you know that’s not a good idea”

Joe: “Can I have some lotion?”

Paul: “Joseph Adam” we heard Paul say “No lotion. Go to sleep” he said sternly. Joey pouted.

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(Few Days later) Dans POV:

Deb: “Daniel” she said shaking me awake.

Dan: “hm?” Ugh the tents already getting so hot from the sun. I pushed the blankets off of me.

Deb: “You need to wake up, your dad is almost here”

Dan: “what?” I said blinking my eyes open, confused.

Deb: “your dad will be here in a minute, so you need to get up” I sat up on the air mattress, and I looked around. She’s pulling some clothes out of her suitcase.

Dan: “my dad’s coming? Why?” She shrugged.

Deb: “he wants to spend time with us, duh”

Dan: “but.... he is 3 hours away?” She sighed and turned around, to look at me.

Deb: “he called you this morning, I tried to wake you up, but you wouldn’t. So I talked to him, and he kept asking me how camping was going, and what we were doing, and he seemed like he wished he was here, so I asked him to come spend the day with us, he left a few hours ago, and he will be here shortly.”

Dan: “Deb... really?” I couldn’t help but whine. She raised her eyebrow at me.

Deb: “what’s wrong? I thought you would be excited?” She said confused... Normally I would be really excited.

Dan: “the day we left, he was yelling at me on the phone... and I was being rude because of it. he is mad at me”

Deb: “he didn’t seem mad to me”

Dan: “well he is! I don’t feel like getting lectured by him, that’s why I haven’t been answering his calls” she rolled her eyes.

Deb: “you’ll live”

Dan: “why did you have to invite him now? Why couldn’t you have waited until I smoothed things over with him first?”

Deb: “what, are you worried he will spank you?” She said laughing at me.

Dan: “no, I’m not worried about him doing that... I’m worried about him telling Paul what I said to him, and then Paul doing... that” I said awkwardly. She busted out laughing. I’m sure my face is beet red. We heard his truck pull in and I groaned and fell back into our air mattress.

Deb: “well, he is here. You need to get up, because Denise and I are going to the showers, and then we are going to the store. The kids are all still asleep, but when they wake up, you and Paul are on breakfast duty”

Dan: “okay”

Deb: “try not to catch yourself a red bottom while we are gone” she said laughing some more.

Dan: “it’s not funny” I mumbled, glaring at her. She winked at me, and then she unzipped the tent and then left. I could hear my dad talking to Paul in the distance. Great. I laid there for a few more minutes, not really feeling like getting up yet. But eventually the heat got to me, so I stood up and slipped my sandals on, and I exited the tent. I stopped by the kids tent, to check on them. They are all still sound asleep. Although most of them have kicked their blankets off because of the heat. Taylor is still snuggled up in his sleeping bag though. That kid can sleep through anything! I quietly went into their tent and I stepped over a few of the kids, to get to him, and then I unzipped his sleeping bag for him, just because it’s already so hot out here, and it’s going to just keep getting hotter. Taylor rolled over, bumping into Demi. Neither of them woke up though. I unzipped a few of their windows, so that maybe a breeze could come in, and then I went out and zipped the door back up. That’s when my dad noticed me.

Scott: “Daniel Lautner! Come here” he said sternly. I sighed and walked over to fire pit, where both of them were sitting.

Dan: “hi dad” I said plopping down in one of the boy’s lawn chairs. because it was closer to them then I was.

Scott: “why have you been avoiding my calls?”

Dan: “I haven’t been” I lied. He reached over and swatted my thigh, making me wince. Paul chuckled.

Scott: “don’t lie to me, I know you have”

Dan: “I’ve been busy...”

Scott: “yeah, busy avoiding me”

Dan: “dad, I haven’t been avoiding you… I planned on calling you back”

Scott: “I’ve probably called you 30 times in the last few days. Are you telling me that you’ve had no time at all to call me back?”

Dan: “sorry dad...”

Scott: “sorry doesn’t answer my question, son… why are you avoiding me?” I sighed and looked down.

Dan: “I don’t know”

Paul: “Dan… you are acting like Taylor” he said laughing. I rolled my eyes.

Dan: “that’s helpful Paul” I said sarcastically.

Paul: “come on Daniel… how would you feel if Taylor avoided you? I bet you that you would make him talk to you too” he is probably right about that. but I just don’t feel like getting into it right now. I looked over at my dad and I sighed.

Dan: “I just didn’t want to talk right now… last time we talked, you were yelling at me about Matthew, when I have nothing at all to do with the choices he has been making… you know that I have tried several times to get through to him, and now he won’t even speak to me! so I don’t understand what you want me to do about it”

Scott: “Daniel, I was not yelling at you for Matthews choices”

Dan: “yes you were, dad!”

Scott: “no I wasn’t, I was mad at Matthew, and I was yelling and ranting TO you about his choices. But I wasn’t yelling at you for that, I was yelling AT you for the way you were treating me, and what you said to me” ugh… here we go.

Dan: “I was just frustrated… I didn’t mean it. Can we just forget it, please?”

Scott: “No! That was uncalled for”

Paul: “what happened?” He asked, confused.

Scott: “care to repeat those words to your big brother, Daniel?” he asked, glaring at me. My face went red.

Dan: “no sir, I wouldn’t like to repeat it... I’m really sorry I said those things to you”

Scott: “fine, don’t repeat it. I have no problem telling him about it though.” I bit my lip as dad went over our whole conversation that we had the other day, not leaving any of the hurtful things I said to him out. Paul was pretty shocked. I honestly don’t even know what I was thinking when I said those things to my dad. He has done nothing but love and care for me my entire life, and I lash out on him because I’m worried about Matthew? Ugh I feel like such an asshole. I felt a hand grip my upper arm tightly, pulling me out of my thoughts. I looked up at Paul

Paul: “I think you and I need to have a little talk” he said pulling on my arm. My stomach dropped and I shook my head no.

Dan: “Paul...”

Paul: “come on” he said sternly. I frowned and let him lead me over to his van.

Dan: “Are you really gonna…” I trailed off, not waiting to say it.

Paul: “Spank you? yeah I’m gonna” He said opening the van door and pointing inside. I blushed and climbed inside, and he took his belt off and then followed me in. damn it. I knew that if Paul found out what I said to my dad, I would be in for a sore ass… Paul and I grew up the same way our children are. I’ve been over Paul’s lap countless times since I was a baby, and quite a few times in my adult life too. especially as my dad got older, because his swing isn’t what it used to be. I’ll never forget when he started calling Paul and asking him to beat my ass for him. I couldn’t believe it. Paul did it too, every time my dad has asked. Now that I’m a lot older, I barely ever find myself in this situation though, so it’s been awhile. “I can’t believe you said that to him… and then you ignored him on top of it! why did you say those things?”

Dan: “I was frustrated! we were running super late. the kids were whining all day that day, and Demi told me about that Jeremiah kid, which stressed me out, and then my dad called and yelled at me”

Paul: “those are excuses”

Dan: “You just asked me for an excuse! I’m just telling you what happened” I said with way more attitude then I should have. Paul grabbed me and he pulled me over his knee, which ended up being really uncomfortable in this van.

Paul: “what you said was extremely hurtful Daniel. I expect you to find a way to make it up to your father” He said pulling my pajamas pants down.

Dan: “what if the kids wake up?” I said nervously. I don’t want them to know about this.

Paul: “then I’ll stop, don’t worry about that” he said rubbing my back.

Dan: “I hope they wake up then” he chuckled

Paul: “I’m starting now Daniel” I took a deep breath and I nodded. He raised the belt and brought it down on my boxers, I jumped. Ugh… he isn’t even starting with a warm up, he is going right in with the belt.

Dan: “Paul… I… it’s been awhile”

Paul: “yeah it has”

Dan: “no warm up?” I asked as I wiggled a little, because the belt landed really hard on my thighs.

Paul: “this is your warm up” he said landing one so hard across my backside that it took my breath away.

Dan: “ouch!” I’m not going to be sitting comfortably for the rest of our camping trip… I should blame myself for that, but I blame Deb, because she just had to invite my dad. Paul picked up the pace, and I had to bite my lip to keep myself from letting out a cry. it doesn’t matter how old you are, this hurts really bad... I feel a little bad for my kids, I put them through this all the time. I squeezed my eyes shut, to try to keep my tears from falling. This is not a position I thought I would find myself in. hopefully this will be the last time I’m in this position.

Paul: “warm up’s over” he said hitting me even harder and faster. I couldn’t help but to start crying as the pain intensified. My backside and thighs are on fire! I tried to stay as quiet as possible, but I know that he can hear my muffled cries. He grabbed me and he tipped me forward, and then he focused all of his attention on my sit spot, and thighs. I started sobbing, because I couldn’t help it. but instead of reaching back, I grabbed onto Paul’s leg. I was so lost in the pain, that I didn’t even notice that I was done, until I felt my pants being tugged up. he helped me up, and I sat on my knees on the van floor in front of him, and I hugged him and buried my face in his chest “it’s all over Dan, you are okay” he said wrapping his arms around me.

Dan: “i-I I’m sorry”

Paul: “you need to tell your dad that” I nodded, and he rubbed my back. we stayed put for a while, while I tried to control my breathing. After I calmed myself down, we got out of the van, because it’s too hot in there, and I tried to dry my face as much as possible, but it’s not really working when more tears are constantly falling. I looked around the campsite, Deb and Denise are still gone, and there’s no sign of any of the kids yet, thank god! My dad is carrying some stuff from his truck, so I walked over, and I grabbed the stuff from him, so he wouldn’t have to carry it, and I followed him over to the picnic table, and I barely even had enough time to put everything down before he pulled me into a big tight hug.

Dan: “I’m sorry for what I said to you daddy” I whispered. He smiled and kissed the side of my face.

Scott: “it’s all water under the bridge now, my boy” he said running his fingers through my hair. I wish it would have been water under the bridge or whatever BEFORE Paul had to give me that smack down. “I love you”

Dan: “I love you too” when the kids woke up, we made them breakfast, and they kept asking me what’s wrong, but I just kept telling them I was okay. When Deb and Denise got back, Deb came over and hugged me.

Deb: “you okay honey?” she whispered.