Beautiful Mess || Johnny Rotten

Chapter 21: Pudding Cups

Violet lay as still as a statue, the blinding hospital lights accentuating the dark bruises and cuts that dotted around her face and body. She'd been like that for three days, not moving a single muscle.

To say everyone was worried was an understatement, they were petrified. When Steve had heard the news he'd instantly rushed over to the hospital as fast as he could. Falling to his knees at her bedside sobbing, begging for his friend to wake up. Dreading that the last moment they might ever of had together would be one of resentment.

Viv, Malcom and Chrissie had come by to see how she was doing. Bringing a boquete of beautiful red and white flowers to hopefully bring some joy into the room for when she would eventually wake up. If she ever woke up.

Paul came to see her with Glen who both sat with her and reminisced on old times where she used to make them laugh with the outlandish things she'd come out with.

And of course John who had visited everyday until night fall when he was eventually kicked out by some nurse or doctor. He'd stay as long as he could, talking to her like he normally would in hopes she could hear him and he might get one of her sarcastic remarks in return.

"Ello loud mouth" John stepped out from behind the curtain, getting comfy in the chair beside her,

"We've started recording our album this week. Not too bad for a bunch of ninnies who can't play" he chuckled,

"Steve's having to play Sids part since the tosser went and got hepatitis from a dirty needle" he told her "not that anyone's really surprised"

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"The doctor said you put up a bloody good fight, beat the living daylights outta the other guy. It's shocking really since you're so short" he cracked, expecting a slap round the head for his comment,

John sighed taking her hand in his as he gently rubbed his thumb over it, placing a soft kiss on her knuckles.

"None of us can bare to see you like this love, you're all we're thinking about" he hummed, still clutching her hand with his eyes squeezed shut,

"Always knew you were obsessed with me" her voice croaked suddenly, causing his head to shoot up in disbelief,

She watched him with a cheeky glint in her eye and her classic childish grin on her face.

He swiftly leant forward, cupping her face gently as he placed a soft kiss on her cold lips which she returned happily.

"Even after all this you're still as snarky as ever" he grinned pulling away,

"Well someone has to be" she told him, as he held her close in fear of ever losing her again,

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

After the news of Violet waking up spread around, her room became packed with all her closest friends that night.

Steve sat at her bedside with his hand in hers, a soft smile on his lips and tear stained cheeks.

John sat and watched from a chair blissfully, whilst Paul, Glen and Chrissie all chimed in to the conversation.

The curtain drew back quickly, revealing Viv and Malcom who hurried towards her.

"You gave us a right scare Pet" Vivienne sighed with relief, placing a kiss on her forehead before rejoining Malcoms side,

Violet chuckled gently, her heart feeling full as she looked around at the weird, slightly dysfunctional, unlikely family she'd made for herself. But as she looked over each of them lovingly she noticed the absence of one boys presence.