Another Nacy story :).
People seem to like Nacy stories... And It was requested.
I know this kinda story doesn't sound original, but I promise you it is.

This story is only rated T for safety... There are a couple of swear words in later chapters and the word 'rape' is used once or twice.

I do not own Jonas...duh.

I pull my sweater over my fresh bruises and cuts. Making sure to keep it discreet as I open the door to the to the Lucas summer house.

If Stella ever found out Sam was abusing me... Well I couldn't do that to her, it's her cousins friend, I just couldn't. Sam's my boyfriend; we've been dating for just over 2 months now. At first, he was an amazing guy; he made me feel like...well, a woman, but about a month or so ago he started getting violent. He won't let me speak to any boy that isn't family... And this is very hard considering I'm staying with the Lucas brothers and Stella for the entire summer.

"Hey Macy!". Stella squeaks walking over to me. I try to act casual by crossing my arms over my chest and stepping back one step as she's getting to reaching distance. "Oh dear! Macy what have I told you? Are you trying to make me cry? You're wearing that hideous cardigan again! You could pull it off if you wore something to match it..."

I don't answer, I just look down. I should wear a different jumper or cardigan... I know that. But this one was given to me by my mum and it doesn't rub or cling onto the open wounds. I am kinda making it a little obvious

"Macy Misa! Did you just hear a word I said?" she snaps clicking her fingers in front of my face to get my attention. I flinch back slightly.

"What is wrong with you? You've been acting so strange lately... Is there something on your mind?". I look up at her. She looks so worried... And caring... I want to tell her...so bad, but I know it'll break her if I do... Sam's right about that.

"Sorry" I breathe managing to speak now. "I'm fine" I smile walking over to the sofa. I feel a hand touch my hair. I flinch forward shielding myself with my arms. I know it's a little melodramatic but I'm so used to trying to defend myself.

"Whoa whoa little girl. Ooh it rhymes. Note to brain: Give Nick song idea". I turn look to Kevin. I sigh relieved. I'm not sure what I was expecting.

"Hey Kevin" I smile sitting up straight again. "Hey" he grins sitting down next to me. "Man, aren't you hot?". I frown at the question, "What?"

"Tell me about it! She's been wearing that thing for a week now! As you're stylist I should ban you from wearing that". Stella sighs frustrated sitting down in the chair next to me and Kevin.

"Hey guys" Joe calls. Thank god for the distraction. I turn to face the door. Joe walks over, shortly followed by Nick. "Hey" I smile too scared to look at Stella again. "New song idea" Kevin grins. "Later" Nick mumbles throwing himself down onto the chair.

It would be so easy to act like you have no guy friends if they were all like Nick. Kevin and Joe don't do anything but Sam's definition of nothing is very different to everyone else's. Nick keeps his distance. He's keeps his distance and doesn't speak much but seems to know exactly what's going on and doesn't show much emotion towards...anything.

"Don't change the subject Miss Misa!" Stella snaps. I turn to face her again, there's no use trying to change the subject when it comes to clothing. "Make me something to go with it..." I mumble looking at my cardigan.

"What you guy's talking about?" Joe smiles, sitting down on the arm of the chair Nick's in. "Macy's poor taste in fashion" Stella yells dramatically. She making this whole thing into something it's not.

"I think it looks ok" Nick frowns looking at Stella. "Stella I'll buy a new one. Just leave it alone ok?" I sigh. At least someone's trying to stick up for me.

"Fine" Stella pouts. "Well" Kevin states, I jump a little, "That's that one sorted. What's for dinner?"

"Chinese takeaway" Nick says clapping his hands together. Everyone jumps up. I huddle up on the sofa as they push and shove pass me in order to get to the phone first.

They run out of the room leaving me alone with Nick. I look at him. I notice he's staring at me. I smile weakly looking away again. Does he know he's so intimidating?

We both sit alone in silence for what seems like forever. Finally, he speaks. "What's wrong?" he asks sitting forward as if I'd just burst into tears.

"Nothing..." I mumble. I frown and look at him again. "You haven't been the same since you've been in L.A. Ever since...well...Sam..." he frowns at the name. Obviously, I feel the need defend my boyfriend.

"I got a boyfriend now. The only difference is that I'm not following you guys around every second of the day." I scowl. "Alright... I understand. Just, you know you can talk to me if anything's bothering you don't you?" he smiles reassuringly. I hardly know him... Well apart from the fact he's the most talented, cutest vocalist in the world. He's a Jonas; his name Is Nicholas Jerry Lucas; his favourite colour is indigo; shoe size 8 men and- Alright Macy...back to the point...

"Thanks Nick that's nice to know... But I'm fine." I smile back. "Promise? You're not lying are you? I don't like to think I'm being lied to..." he frowns, insecurity clear in his features. "Promise..." I sigh.

I can't even tell my best friend, there's no way the guy I've just had a proper confiscation with for the first time is going to find out just like that, even if he is just being nice.

"What do you guys want?" Joe yells from the top of the stairs. "Chicken curry" Nick yells back, "Make that two" Nick smirks looking back at me. Wow, he knows my favourite chinese food. Lucky guess...