Nick sighed and sat down, burying his head in his hands before continuing. "So we brought Jess over here, as you know," he began shakily. "We were telling AJ about it and all of a sudden...." At this point Nick broke down into silent sobs, trying to figure out what was wrong with his best friend. Taking a deep breath, he continued, "All of a sudden, it was as if she became someone else. Her voice....it was low, throaty...sounded older. Her posture, perfect. Then she said something like , 'SHE can speak for HERself, Just leave HER alone. Oh, and stop this baby! She won't shut up!' I don't know what happened, I really don't. I WISH I DID," he cried, fustrated. Brian patted the 14-year-olds back comfortingly.
"Oh wow," Denise sighed. "Do you think we should take her to a phsychiatrist?" she asked quietly, looking helplessly up at the Boys. "There's gotta be a deeper thing behind this than jsut running into Pat. Especially the baby crying. What does that mean?"
"I have no idea," Brian said softly. "But I agree with you Denise. I mean, what do we have to lose?"
"Yea, but know what really sucks?" Nick said very quietly, not much above a whisper, "We're leaving in less than a week."
"Jessica honey do you want anything?" AJ asked noticing Jessica was jsut staring off into space.
"No thanks AJ," she said. AJ closed his eyes. God, why do you torture me? And her? Mostly, why her? Making her fall in love with a guy who won't talk to her. How do you think I feel? I feel like I'm always in second place to him. She'll never love me that much. Now this. Why are you doing this when we are leaving in less than a week?? Whatever it is, it'll be hard on her anyway- especially since she didn't know what happened, and if we leave....I don't even want to think of it. Is this your way of showing me I shouldn't have a music career? Well, I am anyway- though I wish with all of my heart that I could put Jessie first and foremost, and drop everything until she's better. But I know that's impossible anyway- she's 14, I'm 16- we're both still in school. But believe me, if i didn't have this whole music thing, I would ditch school anyday to help her. I love her so much, God. So much, it hurts.