The Table's Gonna Turn
Chapter 25
Chapter 25
I was sleeping on the little leather couch thing with my feet on the table, until Joe woke me up."Joe,what do you want?" "Im worried about you,.....we need to talk" I put my arm behind my head and closed my eyes. "Talk away" "Listen, I know im not your favorite person right know.....KEVIN!!" I jumped up from my sleep. "WHA!?" "Listen to me" I sat up. "Why are you depriving me from sleep!?" "Im worried about you" "Joe, im fine" "NO YOUR NOT, OKAY YOU YELLED AT ME! YOU YELLED AT JENNA AND YOU YELLED AT DAD, IM YOUR BROTHER AND I LOVE YOU, SO SIT YOUR ASS DOWN AND LISTEN" "hold on" "NO NOW!!!!!!" I fell back on to the couch, I never thought he would yell at me like that. "Talk away" "Kevin, theres something wrong with you, you snap at people and dont remeber and your losing weight" there were tears in his eyes. "Joe....." I thought for a second, Something is wrong with me but I didnt know what it was. I started tearing up. "Oh my god, your right" I felt his arms wrap around me, and I returned the hug.
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"So.. why are you angry all the time?" "I dont know" "Are you as angry with Jenna?" "No, but she said I snapped at her but I dont remember doing that" "Have you been drinking alot of water?" "Kinda" "Hold on" He got up and left. A few minutes later he came back with Nicks thing you prick your finger with. "Let me have your hand" "NO, You know I dont like needles" "LET ME HAVE YOUR DAMN HAND" I gave him my hand, and I felt him prick me finger, "OW" "Stop whining" He looked at my blood sugar for a second, "DAD!!" he called out. Dad came and looked at my blood sugar. "Oh my god,....son why dont you go help Nick write his song" "No, whats wrong?" "JUST GO" He yelled pointing down to the lounge. I got up and walked to Nick. "Hey dude" He said looking up from his guitar. "Hey, you mind if I crash here?" "No, hey wanna talk" I laid down and wrapped my arms around a pillow. "Knock yourself out"
Joes POV
I stared at the blood sugar test in my hands. "We need to set him up a docters
appoinment" I heard my Dad say breaking the silence. "I need to go tell him" I said getting up "NO, let him relax when hes in a good mood we'll tell him" "DAD HE COULD GET SICK" "We dont know he has it, just let him relax".
Kevins POV
"Do you ever wonder if strawberry ice cream was green would it taste pink?" he asked me, he was getting on my nerves with these questions. "I dont know Nick, how about you leave strawberry ice cream in the frezzer for weeks until it molds an then see if it tastes pink" "Haha I love ya bro, high five" He held out his hand and I couldnt resist, we high fived and he went back to asking stupid questions, and some were between that I fell asleep.
