Status: in progress.

Excuse Me, Princess

Joe Jonas is an idiot.
An idiot who doesn't know the meaning of self control.

He had always joked around with me, you know, like brothers do. I'd wear a towel, he'd threaten to take me out on the highway if I didn't put any clothes on. Most of the time, it was pretty funny.

He got in trouble once for pulling down my skirt.
We were playing around outside, in the backyard, and he decided to be an asshole.

Mom went ballistic.
I didn't think it was that serious. I mean, I was gonna get him back later, so I was just laughing hysterically as he got yelled at.

My name is Lillian Jonas, and I love Joe to death, even if he is the biggest jack ass on the planet. He's my brother, after all.

So, that's why I always thought his little sexual comments and looks meant nothing. Or the way he'd stare at me when I wore a bikini didn't mean much, either.

I was wrong.