JD/Cox Prompts - Scars
Title - Scars
Author - mighty_kitez
Summary - And it's all because of one thing, one little problem I thought I could fix.
Notes - Based on Scars by Papa Roach. Part of table 2 of the 50fics challenge
I tear my heart open,
I sew myself shut.
And my weakness is that I care too much.
Relationships. They never seem to work with me. I have been with a whole load of women, but they all just weren't that into me and after one pathetic argument we usually broke up. Me and Elliot survived two arguments, so I thought for a while she might be "the one". But when she got back together with Sean, I realised it wasn't to be.
Dr Cox. I had always had a kinda crush on him. I mean who could blame me? The guy is just hot! But as the years went by, I realised, he was "the one". But he was with Jordan and I didn't think he would want me. For a while I was pretty depressed, everyone kept asking me what was wrong, but I kept my reasons quiet. Two years ago, Jordan and Dr Cox split up for good and Jordan moved out his apartment. The path was clear, I could finally get him.
And I did. About a year and a half ago, I kissed Perry and he, well, responded. We decided to get together and we started an amazing relationship. Not only that, but a few months ago, Perry asked me to move in with him. I eagerly said yes and Chocolate Bear helped me move my stuff in. Jack came to stay with us every second week and life seemed to being going great.
But it wasn't going to stay like that. Our little family was falling apart. Due to the fact Perry was an alcoholic. I tried to help him. I really did. But when I look back on it now, standing alone in the aftermath of our disaster, I realise, it was pointless. Perry didn't need me to save him. He had to do it himself.
I can't help you fix yourself,
But at least I can say I tried.
Sorry but I gotta move on with my own life.
JD winced as the bright early morning sun light hit his eyes. He looked to his left and smiled. Perry looked lovely when he was asleep. His face just totally relaxed and all the tests of time and stress seemed to leave his face. JD's smile only grew further as the older man wrapped an arm around his waist.
"I know your awake now, Per."
The older man grinned at John, still keeping his eyes closed. JD felt the arm tighten briefly then relax as the older man opened his eyes and started to climb out the bed.
"Come on New.D, we have to get ready for work."
New.D has to be the most annoying nickname ever. He made it when I was complaining about him calling me Newbie all the time instead of JD. So naturally he took the piss and combined the two. He doesn't use it too often, only when he wants to annoy me. It beats Jbie I suppose...
"Newbie, seriously, do you NEED to drift all the time? Or is it only when I'm around?"
"Come on Perry, It's one of the reasons you love me."
Perry snorted, "Nope, can't honestly say it is."
JD frowned and turned away from the older man, beginning to go into a sulk, but Perry grinned, "I didn't say there isn't a hundred other reasons."
I hate when he makes me forget all my anger just melt...
-JD melts into a big puddle in the middle of the floor next to Dr Cox's feet-
"...like a human ice cube..."
"That is just getting so gosh darn annoying, I could just strangle ya Newbie."
"Aah but you won't, cause you love me."
Perry grunted and turned towards the shower. JD grinned and followed him. That man was hooked.
When you get a piece of the Jayster.. you never turn back!
"Perry?"
Dr Cox sighed and put his glass of scotch down on the table. He turned to see JD looking at him, brow furrowed, he noticed with amusement he also looked pretty darn nervous.
"What is it JD?"
"It's just.. you've been drinking a lot recently.."
Perry gave JD a hard, cold glare, "I re-he-lly don't think how much alcohol I drink is any of your business Chloe."
JD frowned at the girls name and at the fact Perry was basically just ignoring him. JD had noticed that Perry seemed to be drinking more and more recently and a few nights ago, he had come back from his shift to find Perry totally wasted. He was pretty glad that it was Jordan's turn with Jack.
Perry rolled his eyes at the frown, "I'm fine Newbie!"
JD just shook his head in defeat and went to the bathroom.
Sometimes a shower makes everything better...
But then again sometimes it doesn't...
Perry was slouched across the couch, an empty bottle of scotch lying on it's side on the table. JD grimaced and picked up the bottle. He had been sure it had been full earlier. He knew Perry had a dark past. But he hadn't ever realised he was this broken. With a grim look of determination on his face, JD binned the empty bottle. He would fix Perry.
The man in question was snoring softly. JD knew he wouldn't be able to carry Perry to their bed, so he got up and fetched a light blanket from the cupboard and placed it gently around the drunken man.
He couldn't stand this anymore.
Perry was drinking too often.
The plan he had was risky. It could ruin everything. But it would be worth it to save him.
"Hey Jack-Jack!"
JD smiled at the young boy as he walked into the living room. Perry close behind him.
"Hiya Jaydee."
Kids are so cute when they talk!
They talked about Jacks day at school and Jack told him about the new project they were working on.
"My family huh?"
The young boy nodded eagerly, "Yeah, I'm gonna get to learn bout my whole family."
JD didn't miss the look that crossed Perry's face.
"Sounds fun kiddo." JD replied, trying to smile at Jack, but concern for Perry flowing through his body.
They ordered a pizza for dinner and soon after they bathed Jack and put him to bed.
When JD walked into the living room he was both shocked and horrified. Perry was sitting on the couch, bottle in hand.
"You're not going to drink while Jack's here are you!"
If looks could kill, Perry would be serving a life sentence.
"I told you before John, I can choose when I drink and when I don't."
JD shivered, usually the use of his name made his heart light up, but this time, it did the opposite. It seemed like a warning of impending doom. As odd as that may seem.
It only took ten minutes for Perry to become totally wasted this time. He wasn't unconscious though, so JD tried to help him to bed, but Perry wasn't being much help.
"For-Gods-Sake JD! I-can go to bed-myself!" Perry slurred, trying to pull away.
JD remained firm and continued pulling him towards the bedroom.
But Perry was getting annoyed.
With a sudden burst of drunken strength, he pushed JD away, hard.
Unfortunately JD hadn't been anticipating this and he went slamming into the wall. Stars appeared in his eyes and he slid to the ground, momentarily stunned.
"Newbie! Are-you okay?"
JD looked at the man and nodded, it was a pointless exercise really. It's not like he really cared while he was drunk.
He climbed to his feet and walked towards Perry. He again grabbed him and lead him into the bedroom, not saying a word. Through the drunken haze, it seemed Perry did feel some guilt, so he remained quiet and allowed JD to take him to their bedroom.
JD sat on the edge of the bed as soon as he knew Perry was asleep. He was shocked.
That had never happened before.
He had to put his plan into action and fast.
He didn't want Jack to be the victim next time.
The brown liquid ran down the sink at a fast pace. It looked almost as pretty as the candles littering their kitchen.
It was a simple remedy. JD knew Perry wouldn't be happy about this.
Not happy at all...
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?"
JD froze, he had thought Perry would have been out longer than just ten minutes.
"WELL!"
"Perry, your killing yourse-"
JD paused as he looked at Perry, the older man's eyes were focused on something behind him. Before he got a chance to turn and look, Perry dived forwards. It was then that JD realised what it was. There was always one extra bloody bottle...
JD turned and tried to tackle Perry before he could reach the almost full bottle of scotch carelessly left on the counter next to some of the candles.
They both reached for the bottle, Perry got there first, but John would not give up that easily.
The next few seconds were a blur, but the next thing JD knew, Perry was walking away. He rand after him, pleading, but the older man just grabbed his jacket and walked out the door.
Neither where aware of the fact that they had knocked over and smashed the bottle.
Right next to the candle...
The second JD woke up from his position of the couch, he knew something was up. His eyes stung, and not just because he had cried himself to sleep.
Smoke filled the room and panic filled his body. His lungs were burning, just like the house was. It seemed to be coming from the kitchen, which confused JD. But then he realised...
Scotch plus candle equals big disaster. Anger filled his soul. This was all Perry's fault.
He knew he had to get out and straight away. But first he had to get..
Oh God... JACK!
JD sprinted up the stairs, ignoring the flames that had started to make their way out of the kitchen and into the hallway.
When he reached the room, Jack was crying.
He scooped the young boy into his arms and slowly tried to make his way out the house.
The smoke made it impossible to see, the darkness and the fact it made his eyes fill with tears. His lungs felt like they were on fire.
It was a huge relief when he reached the front door, two more seconds of that and he would have passed out. And he and Jack would have been doomed.
He gently placed Jack on the ground and collapsed to the ground outside the house.
The last thing he saw was one of the neighbours checking over Jack and someone running towards him...
Me and Jack were in hospital for a few days. Perry came back two days later, apparently he had been at Jordan's. He got one hell of a slap from Carla according to the interns. I know he felt guilty, he tried to visit me quite a lot. But I wouldn't let him. He visited Jack though...
When Turk came to visit, he told me the house was totally destroyed. Not as destroyed as me and Perry's relationship though. I don't know if I could ever forgive him. Not for leaving us like that. Jack is his son after all, not mine, not really.
Today I went to see the remains and Turk was right, the house is beyond repair, there's no doubt about it.
And it's all because of one thing, one little problem I thought I could fix.
I tried to help him. I really did. But when I look back on it now, standing alone in the aftermath of our disaster, I realise, it was pointless. Perry didn't need me to save him. He had to do it himself.