This is the final chapter guys!! Thank you so much for everyone that was with me from the beginning, and you have to idea how honored I am to have such great reviewers/friends here :) You make me feel so special!

Remember to look out for the sequel, "Seeing is Believing"! Hopefully it will be out soon...but no promises...I may have to keep you in suspense...

And yes, this chapter leads into the main plot of the sequel...so be ready xxD

As I'm heading out, by the way, I want to give some FINAL dedications...

Havah Kinny - you are awesome. I loved every single one of your reviews, and just thank you SOOO much for being so incredibly nice!!
Ermine AKA Tree - ditto for you! You were so incredibly kind, and never missed a chapter :)
NicksGirlFerSuree - thanks for keeping me laughing, every review :) PS. poor nickky hes blind :((
allieloveskevinjonas - thanks for your continuous reviews!! You're so sweet!
xoskyangelox52 - thanks for such the kind reviews, and comparing this to THE OUTSIDERS!! And thanks for being an awesome Youtube friend!
tikki.beachxx - Thanks for reading it so quickly, and reviewing so much!
Disastously LuLu - Lol, thanks so much for correcting me with the medical terms :)
izzyjonasx3 - thanks so much for your awesomeness!! I loved your continuous support!!
Enerra - Thanks for always being the first to review!!
FeroshForever - Thanks so much for sneaking on to review xxD Hehe, you're awesome!!
MehHelenKeller - Thanks for being the best sister, keeping me out of trouble with Mom and Dad, and helping me through this whole story :)

Anyone else, I am terribly sorry if I forgot you..I'm a little dead from school, as I JUST came home...Just ..REVIEW.. and tell me that I forgot, and I'll add ya in the sequel!! Lol, thanks again, sorry for that long blab there, and yeah! Enjoy!!

Mr. Jonas’s POV

The wind whipped my face, blowing my hair back flat on my head. I jammed my hands in my pockets and tightened my coat, looking back at the house I was leaving. This is how it had been since I left – I’d go to some different relatives houses and disappeared to find a new one in about a week. The last stay I had was pretty good – Grandpa Butch was always so loving and kind. I hated to leave him, but I had overstayed my welcome.

The wind found it’s way to my eyes, making them tear up. Well, at least that is what I would like to think. But who was I kidding? God, I missed my kids. How I longed to be back there. Back in California. I’d sit down with a guitar and write a song with Nick, while Joe would goof off. Then I’d yell at him, telling him to concentrate, and Kevin would stick up for him, like always.

Hell I almost didn’t care if they were fucking each other. I just wanted them back. And my wife.

But there was no way that could happen. Not after what I had put them through. I couldn’t go back – ever.

As the “wind was stinging my eyes,” I reached into the back pocket of my jeans and pulled out a piece of paper. It was our family, last time the photographer had come to our house. Except, in this version, there were heavy pen marks across Joe and Kevin’s faces, and a newly added marker scratch along Frankie’s. Once he had run away, I was done with him.

How I wished that I had never done that now. I longed to see them again…if not in person on this sheet. Again – it would never happen.

No, I would never get a glimpse of my kids again. Never kiss my wife again.

God, I screwed up. Screwed up bad.

I stopped walking and looked out over the ocean. A few birds chirped over my head, and I looked up at them cursing. Birds didn’t screw up. Birds didn’t abandon their family because they were a little bent. Birds didn’t run away from their problems –

I wish I could fly away…like a bird. Fly to the heavens. On my wings, I could make it anywhere that I needed to be.

And that’s when it hit me. I could fly. Excitement hit me. I could fly away, reach the heavens. Making a quick prayer to my savior, I stood up on the edge of the cut-off on the road and leapt, waiting to reach the water below me.

FIN ((lol))