scars // johnnie guilbert

chapter 12

storm's pov:

he seemed so upset and anxious the whole time. we were now laying down on my bed after what felt like hours to let him wear my dad's old clothes.
i was wearing a nirvana oversized dark gray t shirt that looked like a dress on me because i was a bit short and some black shorts, nothing fancy.

after some minutes passing by, i saw he was playing with the fabric of his oversized t shirt and it rang to my head that i needed to talk with him.

"hey johnnie?" i patted his back.

"yeah?" he asked not looking up.

"i know how you feel." i said remembering my grandparents and how awful that night was i've tried to forget for 2 years now.

he shrugged his shoulders.

i know i wasn't helping the situation so i panicked, not wanting to making him feel worse.

"i know how it feels losing someone you love. the thing is to not give up. you have to keep going no matter what and i'm sure he's really proud of you." i felt anxiety coming its way as i felt two arms hugging me.

"thanks storm but i know why you brought me here. i'm not stupid." he crossed his arms.

"why did i brought you here?" i fought back, crossing my arms.

"you're afraid of me cutting and so you thought bringing me to your house, you'll have an eye on me so i won't do it. i know it." he sighed.

that was true. i wanted in no condition, him cutting his beautiful skin.

"you're right. that's exactly why i brought you here. i just didn't wanted to leave you alone in a state like this, because i know what bad feelings can cause." i answered honestly.

"no you don't. and i don't think you ever will." well ouch mate.

i wish i didn't knew...i sigh and rubbed my scars under the bracelets.

"i-i'm sorry... bad day." he played with his lip rings.

"it's fine, i know." i lay back in bed, hands wrapped around my knees.

he sat next to me. i felt an arm hugging my back and bringing me closer to him.

"i-i'll be back." i got out of his grip.

he looked at me confused and raised an eyebrow.

"bathroom." i blur out and speed out of the room.

i locked the door behind me and sat on the corner of the cold floor. my eyes started to tear up. what's wrong with me? am i really gonna have a mental breakdown on the bathroom floor, while johnnie is in my room getting worried?

for now, i need to relax myself, cause i swear, johnnie can hear my heartbeat through the walls. just as i was starting to drown in my thoughts, the door started banging.

"STORM! open the door!" he tried to open the door knob.

i started shaking, i don't know what to do. i don't want him to see me crying. i barely let anyone see me.

"i-i can't." i started sobbing again.

"please, open the door. i'm really worried." he knocked god knows how many times.

i wipe off my tears and unlocked the door. i stand there like a cold stone, when i saw him. his eyes were red and his hair messed up.

was he crying? for me? there's no way.

he brought me in a tight hug and i buried my head in the crock of his neck. i'm feeling so fucking bad right now. i should be the one by his side, not him.

"are you okay?" he brushed my hair out of my face.

i nod, unable to speak.

"let's go watch a movie." he weakly smiled.

i grabbed his arm before he was able to move.

"c-can we watch, um, f-friends?" i recommend my favorite show, since i don't watch movies that often.

"yeah, of course." he smiled.

we sat down to my bed and i covered myself with a blanket. johnnie did the same, with a separate one and played a random episode of friends.

about half an hour later, i find myself blanking out and fell asleep on johnnie's shoulder. i don't think he minded, he didn't said anything.

"ross is my favorite one." he laughed.

"storm?"

i wasn't fully sleeping. i'm still listening to everything he's saying.

he slowly shook my shoulder, causing me to open my eyes.

"let's go to sleep. we have school tomorrow." he said.

"fucking hell." i groan out.

"i know, but at least we have each other." he laid down.

"yeah..goodnight." i brought the covers just under my chin.

"goodnight storm." he closed his eyes shut.

i closed my eyes, kind of nervous about tomorrow. i don't know why, but we'll see how it goes.

hey emos! i wrote this half part at 4am and then i realized it's shit, so i REwrite it today at 7 pm or something LOL. anyways, i hope it's less shitty 💀

i'll try to upload more often now in quarantine and i'm also sorry if there's any mistakes. english isn't my first language :/

cya next chapter!