Misery (John Lennon Fanfiction)

Part 16

John's POV:||
I woke up in the morning on the couch, my neck and back stiff from trying to sleep here, my legs hanging over the edge of this short little couch. It was late enough, Minnie was sure to be awake, I glanced at the phone beside the table.

I dialled and waited, I could hear her phone ringing upstairs and waited.

"Hello?" She picked up and I smiled a little, glad to hear her voice when it wasn't shouting at me.

"Minnie its John, don't hang up-"

"Are you calling from downstairs?"

"Yes I know i-it's uh it's kinda pathetic but you said you didn't wanna see me so..."

"...that's true" she sighed, I took a deep breath and started, babbling a little bit.

"I-I am really sorry, I-I mean...probably still sound like a twat apologising but I am...I-I know this 'situation' is a lot worse for you than it is for me... I mean, what say do I have in the matter? I'm not your father or something I mean...I'm your friend" I sighed "and... as a friend I-I want to say I'm sorry for being a prick and I'm here for you"

"If you're still listening thank you for offering for me to sleep on your couch.." I swallowed and I heard the phone drop, her bed squeaked as she jumped on it and I could hear faint little noises...presumably coming from Minnie. I put the phone down and went up to investigate.

I opened her door a crack and peered in "...Minnie?" She was huddled on the bed in her duvet, making noises which led me to assume she was crying. I slowly walked over "I'm sorry..." Sitting down carefully on her bed "I-I understand now" I said, hesitantly placing my hand on her back, she looked up gently, her cheeks wet and red.

"What do you understand?" She asked

"Well I mean uh... Before I-i was just thinking about uh meself but I uh I know that this isn't even about me, I-I'm sure it was a-and uh it is quite...bad for you." I swallowed. Her lip quivered and she hung her head, letting out little sobs.

"I-It happened s-so fast...I thought I could trust him but- he just made it seem..."

I furrowed my eyebrows and rubbed her back a little, hopefully soothingly. Is this what girls have felt like? Do I do this to people?

"I'm sorry...even though I might not have stopped it I shouldn't have snapped at you" I sighed a little. She swallowed and leant into me a little, almost shivering through her light sobs.

She sniffled and pushed herself off me, rubbing her face

"You hurt me John."

"I-I know and I'm so sorry...it's probably not enough but it's all I can give you...I understand if you don't want to see me." I sighed, ruffling my hair.

"No...no I don't want to be alone... I dunno"

"D-do you wanna talk about it?"

"No." She said abruptly, shifting back on her bed onto the pillows.

"Okay." I swallowed

She looked me over carefully and bit her lip "What's up with you John? What's goin on?"

I shrugged and shook my head, lying. "Nothin"

"How come you couldn't go home last night?" She questioned, shifting closer once more

I shrugged again. "Eh mums boyfriend don't like me"

"Oh, that's alright, he doesn't need to like you right? Your mum likes you."

"Yeah mums great" I smiled, genuinely "She shows me rock n roll records y'know, an she taught me how to play guitar. Why would I need his approval?" I leant back on my hands.

"What's that?" Minnie furrowed her eyebrows, her gaze fixated on a purple spot on my hip where my shirt had ridden up.

"Oh uh-"

"It wasn't your mums-"

"No no" I chuckled, fixing my hair "no that uh, Will guy has a lot of friends"

She furrowed her eyebrows and leant in closer. "Why were you fighting him? You didn't have to do that for me" she rubbed my shoulder gently, I smiled a little and leant into her touch.

"No I didn't do it for you, why would I do it for you" I chuckled "I just felt like gettin in a scrap an I mean, he seemed like as good a guy as any." She sighed, looking like she was about to give her signature disapproving look. So I distracted her.

"Let's go out."