The Lost Hope -Jonas Spanking story

Love is on its Way

Joe's' POV 

I watched my younger sister sadly as she placed a bouquet of red roses on moms coffin and a small bouquet of white daises on our dads. Scarlett I knew would take this the hardest out of all of us seeing as though she depended on them more then us but still I watched as my younger brother 18 year old brother Frankie wiped a tear from his cheek and Nicholas doing the same thing. Kevin was sitting with Danielle with a pair of sunglasses on to hide his emotions though his nose was sniffling quite a bit. I walked over to my sister placing my arm over her shoulder. Her once pulled back into a pony til child like hair was now simply down. 

"Where were you?" She mutterd angerly to me 

"What do you mean?"I whispered pulling her in closer 

"You hadn't visted mom and dad since last Christmas or even invited us up,"She stated weakly 

"Scar I've been busy with tours and work," I whispered quite shocked that she would bring that up of all times she could of 

"Now you're going to be to busy for me," She pointed out walking away in anger 

Ï stood there in shock that she would even bring that up especially right now at this place but the shock quickly wore off and I ran off to Scarlett. 

"Scarlett wait, lets talk about this!" I shouted behind her in a harsh whisper loud enough for her to hear me but not loud enough to disturb the funeral 

"Just leave me please," She muttered turning around 

"Scarlett please just talk to me," I pleaded maintaining eye contact all the way through to argument 

"Just fuck off seriously let me deal with this shit all by myself okay?"She whispered harshly 

No she didn't just swear at her older brother did she? Not Scarlett my baby sister right? 

"Scarlett I am sorry for what happened I really am but if you ever swear to me or anybody for that matter I will have no hesitation to pull you over my knee you got that?" I asked firmly 

"Whatever,"She mumbled walking back toward to funeral 

"Scarlett Mackenzie Jonas I can promise you if you pull this behaviour on me anymore I will...." I started as Scarlett interrupted me 

"You will what go all parent like on me and discipline me, Joe let me remind you of a little something. You are my brother not my father okay. You cannot boss me around or do anything to me and seeing as though you'll be too busy for me I don't see why I should try," She stated folding her arms 

"Scarlett I know I am not your father but if you insist on acting more like a toddler and not my teenage sister I shall treat you like a toddler got that?" I asked flatly 

"Do you think I give a flying fuck if you think of me as a toddler?" She retorted in a harsh whisper. 

I felt anger flow through my veins.I grabbed her arm and pulled her away. Of course she tried to pull away so I gripped her harder and walked her into the unisex bathroom. She looked up at me rubbing her wrist which I had just grabbed. I thought for a moment that she was going to apologize for her actions but instead she filled her mouth with saliva and spat on my black leather shoes. She smiled up at me and shrugged. 

"Scarlett why?"I asked as calmly as I could without yelling 

"Because my wrist hurt idiot!"She smirked 

I pinched the top of my nose and looked at her "Apologize," I demanded 

"You only apologize you you regret what you had done and do I look like I regret anything?" She smirked. 

I gritted my teeth to calm myself down. I reached to my belt slowly unbuckling it not taking my eye off of Scarlett face that had once been full of rage and attitude turn into a pure look of regret and aghast  

"Okay fine I am sorry,"She muttered in defeat 

"You only apologize if you regret what you had done and I do believe that you don't regret anything now are you going to do this the easy way or the hard way?" I asked praying that I could just get this over an done with 

"I'm not letting you blister my ass if that's what you mean by the hard way," Scarlett muttered like a child 

I took a deep breath to calm myself down. I looked at her lifting my eyebrows to make a come on face but she still stood there stubbornly like a toddler who was not getting the lollies that she wanted.   

"Fine the hard way it is," I sighed.  

I didn't want to ever discipline my baby sister especially like this but she left me no other option. This is what would've happened to her at home if she acted such a way towards dad or even mom but I never thought I would be the one holding her over my knee in a public bathroom giving her licks of the belt. I raised the belt quite high making a small swoosh sound before the crack of the belt landed on her tight black dress. Oh how she screamed with that one hit. She tried to pick herself up by doing a semi-push-up but I placed my hand on her back so she couldn't move. Swoosh...Crack! Went the black leather belt again. She muttered a few curses under her breath. Oh won't she ever learn that that language is unacceptable I thought to myself as I raised to belt higher hitting the back of her thighs. She quickly flinched but she gave up trying to run away and just layed there. Swoosh ...Crack! It went slightly harder then I intended it to be, now Scarletts'small sniffles where becoming quite hear-able. Swoosh Crack! It went again right at the middle of her bottom. I gave her five more licks then I stopped when I could hear her crying. I chucked the belt across the room and stroked her hair for a couple seconds until she stood up and turned to me. 

"Do you want to talk now?"I suggested standing up offering the toilet seat to her but she ignored me and just stared at the ground. "Scarlett?" I asked 

She shrugged and slowly sat on the pale white toilet's closed seat still not looking at me. My heart turned cold as she refused to even look at me. I swatted down to her so that I could look up into her eyes. Her once light green eyes eyes had now turned to dark bloodshot, puffy eyes filled with hatred and regret. 

"Now I don't want to ever have to do that again Scarlett but I will if you pull that behaviour ever again," I lectured pointing my finger at her like a child 

"I want to go home," She choked out before crying her eyes out on my shoulder. 

I picked her up like she was my four year old sister and stroked her hair with the hand that wasn't holding her up as I hummed a song walking out the door trying to keep myself from crying.