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Breakdowns and Break outs
By Deathbat_86

 

Chapter 21
Jimmy pushed Claire to Matt's, all the while giggling like a naughty school boy as Claire warned
him that Matt would go ape shit. They didn't reach his house until 1am and Claire was worried that
he'd be asleep. "I don't want to wake him up" she whispered as Jimmy approached the front door. He
answered her worry by knocking loudly on the door with both fists. Claire rolled her eyes and
smiled. She could hear him stumbling around inside as Jimmy kept up the relentless knocking.
"ALRIGHT" Matt yelled, flinging the door open, ready to give whoever was on the other side a piece
of his mind. He blinked stupidly a few times then frowned. "HEY CUTIE" Claire chirped brightly. She
could tell he'd been asleep. His hair was sticking up at one side and his cheek was covered in red
crease lines where his face had been squished against his hat. There was a slight H imprint just
above his dimple. "Been wearing your Hurley hat?" Claire giggled. He frowned a little more and
nodded, blatantly half asleep and confused. "Why are you here?" he muttered. "I missed you" she
pouted. He smiled sleepily and then shook his head and frowned again. "No. Why are you HERE? Why the
fuck aren't you in hospital?" he asked. Claire sighed and shrugged. "I was going stir crazy so
Noodle busted me out for a few hours. I just wanted to be somewhere familiar" she muttered. He
seemed to sort of realise that he wasn't still asleep and he looked startled for a minute. "WHAT THE
FUCK? YOU IDIOT YOU SHOULD BE IN THE HOSPITAL. GOD, ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" he yelped, bending down and
brushing her hair off her face, quickly giving her the once over to make sure all limbs were still
attached. She laughed and nodded. "I'm fine. Did you only just realise I was actually here?" she
giggled. He nodded. "Thought I was still asleep" he shrugged with a sheepish smile. "Sweetie what
the fuck are you doing here? The doctors will go mad" he sighed. She pouted and shrugged. "I hate it
in there Matt. I needed to feel normal for a few hours. They won't even notice I'm gone. I'll go
back soon, I promise. I just....missed you" she muttered pathetically. He sighed and rolled his
eyes, nudging Jimmy out of the way so he could push her into the house. "You're fucking freezing" he
muttered, closing the door and snatching the blanket he'd had on the sofa, throwing it over her.
"I'll make you a coffee. Back in a sec" he smiled. "OY" she yelped. He turned and frowned. "You
didn't say hi yet." she said softly, pouting her lips together and looking at him wide eyed. He
grinned and kissed her gently. "Hey" he whispered, running his thumb down her cheek and flashing her
a breath stealing smile. She smiled and prodded his nose. "Ok, you can make me coffee now" she
grinned. He nodded and headed into the kitchen, dragging Jimmy behind him. As soon as they were out
of earshot, Matt swung Jimmy round to face him. "Dude, what the fuck? If it was safe for her to be
out of hospital, she'd be out of fucking hospital. What the hell were you thinking?" Matt whispered
quietly. Jimmy sighed and shrugged. "She was trying to get out herself. I went to go see her and
walked in to find her half on the floor fucking bleeding dude. She was ready to get the fuck out of
there with or without my help, what was I supposed to do? Leave her like that? No. I brought her out
because at least that way I'd know she was fucking safe." Jimmy hissed back. Matt frowned. "Alright.
Alright. Sorry man. I just.....freaked out. I worry about her so fucking much" he whispered. Jimmy
nodded, any trace of defensiveness gone as he patted Matt on the shoulder. "I know you do dude. But
she's trying so fucking hard to keep us all believing she's coping alright....and she isn't. She's
reached her fucking limit man. She needs a few hours to just chill, decompress and be herself again.
That's not a fucking lot for her to want after everything she's been through." he said quietly. Matt
nodded with a pained sigh. "Why didn't she tell me?" he mumbled. Jimmy laughed and rolled his eyes.
"Because it's YOU. She worries like fuck about you dude. She's so mad at herself for getting hurt
because she sees the strain it's putting on you. Like she wants to give you ANOTHER reason to feel
bad" he said with a smile. Matt frowned. "But I don't care. I want her to fucking talk to me about
how she feels. I want her to know that she doesn't have to hide anything from me" he mumbled. Jimmy
nodded. "She does know that. She's just made it her fucking ambition in life to keep you from
anything that hurts you, and she knows this hurts you." he said simply. "Then she's an idiot. I can
fucking take it. I'm alright. She just needs to quit thinking of me all the time and just...." he
broke off and shrugged. Jimmy smiled and nodded knowingly. "Let you in." he finished. Matt sighed.
"Yeah" he mumbled.
He made her coffee and took it back to her. "So....what's with the breakout?" he smiled, pulling
her as close to the chair as he could so she could rest her head against his shoulder. "Missed you"
she whimpered pathetically. He smiled and kissed her forehead softly. "I missed you too. But you
know I'd have been back first thing in the morning. It wasn't even my idea to come home in the first
place. YOU made me" he said with a grin. She smiled and nodded. "Yeah, and I stand by that
decision....but tonight I didn't like it so...here I am. If you want me to go through I'll get
Jiminy Cricket to smuggle me back into the hellspital" she pouted. Matt laughed and shook his head,
peering at the clock. "Nah it's only 1.30. I figure I can keep you here till about 4. The nurse
usually doesn't do checks till around 6am so as long as I have you back for then, I think it's cool"
he smiled. Claire smiled so widely at him it made his heart ache. Her emerald green eyes glittered
happily. For a split second, she looked like she had at Big Bear. He sighed and crushed his lips to
hers roughly. He'd missed seeing her look like that. Almost more than he could stand. He was so used
to the pale, beat up, weak, helpless shell of a girl that seeing the reappearance of the one he
loved, if only for a second, brought it home to him how much he desperately wanted that back. He
wanted her home. He sighed against her lips and felt her fingers tangle into his hair as she gently
pulled his head back. "What's wrong honeybee?" she frowned. He smiled a little and studied her eyes.
"I just miss you." he said softly. "I miss having you here, watching zombie movies with me and
eating all the toffee popcorn. I miss being able to hold you, properly hold you without being
terrified I'm going to hurt you." he said with a shrug. She frowned and nodded, biting her bottom
lip. "Me too" she whispered. "But it won't be forever" she muttered. He smiled and nodded. "Yeah I
know. And when you're better you can be here all the time" he said happily. She grinned and nodded.
"Well....some of the time. I don't live here. I'll need to go home at some point" she giggled. He
frowned and shook his head. "Or you could just move in with me" he suggested. Claire raised an
eyebrow and grinned. "Sweetheart, I love you IMMENSELY so don't take this the wrong way but......you
have crazy on your face" she smirked. He chuckled and rolled his eyes as she prodded at his face. He
grabbed hold of her finger, holding it steady as she carried on trying to prod him with it. "I mean
it. When you come out of hospital I want you to move in here." he smiled. Her smile however, faded.
"Are you serious?" she muttered, looking like she was about to burst into tears. He nodded. "I am.
I've wasted so much fucking time with you baby. I've been in love with you for like.....2 years and
all I've done is fuck up time and time again. If I'd just been straight with you from the start then
you'd probably live here by now anyway. And with everything that's happened, I don't want to waste
anymore time. I don't want to wait another 2 years before I ask you to do something that I already
know I want you to do now. I want you here with me. I want to watch Zombie films with you until it's
light out, then I want to go to bed with you and know you're still gunna be there when I wake up
every morning. When I go on tour, I wanna know I'm coming home to you. So you should think about it
at least" he said, completely serious. Claire sniffled as she rested her head against his chest.
"You alright?" he frowned, running his fingers through her hair. "We should have done this 2 years
ago. I should have told you how I felt. Then I could have felt like this for two years." she
whispered. "Like what?" he muttered, lifting her head up so he could look at her. "Like the world
could end right this second and I wouldn't give a damn. Like I have everything I'm ever going to
need. Like I do whenever I look at you." she blinked and tears fell from her eyes. He smiled and
brushed them away with the back of his fingers. "You know I love you right? I mean....more than
anything else. You know I've loved you from the beginning" he said softly. She bit her lip, more
tears leaking from her eyes as a smile pulled at her lips. "Believe it or not.....yeah. I do know
that" she whispered. "Just like you know that I love you too. And that I'll love you till the end"
It was a perfect moment. Probably one of the first genuine, "this is how I feel" honest moments
they'd had. And it would have been even more perfect if Jimmy hadn't chosen that minute to stick his
fingers down his throat and make gagging noises.






 

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