Beautiful Mess || Johnny Rotten

Chapter 22: Bye Bye Miss American Pie

John and Violet lay in bed entangled in each others grasp, the quiet sounds of cars driving by and rain pattering on the window pane soothing them. Despite the pair being the loudest and most opinionated in the group they enjoyed the soft and peaceful silence in one another's arms. For once everything was good, which was rare so they weren't taking this time they had together for granted. Johns fingers trailed softly up and down her forearm as she rested her hand on his chest feeling it slowly rise and fall underneath her palm.

Unfortunately this was just the calm before the storm that was about to hit. As they were soon to find out a secret their friends had been hiding for a while now.

...

"You did WHAT?" Violet shouted,

"I-it was really all Malcom's idea" Paul stuttered as he and Steve sat in the hideout fidgeting guiltily under her harsh stare,

"Which is even more of a reason not go a long with it" she huffed, pacing back and forth in front of them whilst John watched from a far chuckling,

"Look we had to get rid of her alright, she was corrupting Sid" Steve defended,

"Don't try and pretend this was about Sidney, it was just to save your precious band. If you actually cared about him you wouldn't of shoved his drugged up girlfriend into the boot of a car and shipped her back off to New York!" Violet exclaimed as they bowed their heads in shame,

"Where you part of this?" She started towards John, pointing a finger accusingly at him,

She knew how much he despised Nancy with every fibre of his being, but would he really go as far as kidnapping her?

Johns eyes widened as he held up his hands in defence "No, I told em it was stupid"

Violet narrowed her eyes at him before sighing and slumping down into a chair "Sid can never know about this, he'd never forgive you"

"He won't" Steve added, trying to reassure himself more than anyone,

A moment of uncomfortable silence fell over everyone until they couldn't stand it any longer.

"Pub?" Paul asked them all, pressing his lips into a straight line whilst he rubbed his hands together awaiting an answer,

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The four arrived at the pub, the Bromley congregants already crowded around their usual table. A radio sat in the centre as they all listened in closely to the charts.

"At number thirteen in the states this week, the eagles" the presenters muffled voice cracked from the box,

"There you lot are, was wondering when you'd drop by" Helen teased as they shuffled closer to make room for them,

"Have we been mentioned yet?" Steve queried, as Paul went to grab them all a pint,

"Not yet" Soo informed as she fiddled with the volume dial,

"Oh, there he is!" Another exclaimed, pointing to the door to see Sid stroll in with a small smile on his face,

"Nice to have you back Sidney" Someone added,

"I can't find Nancy" Sid told them, leaning on the table,

Violet gulped nervously, avoiding his eyes. John noticed this and placed a comforting hand on her thigh before telling him "I haven't seen her"