Fold
Title: Fold
Fandom: Scrubs
Pairing: Jonathon and Percival.
Chapter: 1/1
Beta: None
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 241
Warnings:T WT, Bit o' Angst, Ficlet.
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: Sometimes you just have to know when to fold.
Author’s notes: So at this Scrubs fic thing, we started a thing were you write a story inspired by a word. Week one, and the word was "Fold"
“I can’t believe you!” JD screamed. His heart was pounding, his thoughts clouded, his fists clenched. He hurt.
“Calm down Suzy, I didn’t know it was your time of the month.” Perry could think of nothing more to say than insults.
JD looked at Perry, shocked. “You are such an ass.” Tears started to build up.
Perry found anger. “No shit Newbie. Everyone warned you not to get caught up with mean old Dr. Cox. You should’ve listened.”
The tears began to fall. “Yeah, you’re right.”
Perry looked at the water trailing down JD’s face. He was crying. “What did you expect? We’d be together forever? That we’d get married and adopt children from Ethiopia?”
“I expected you to leave Jordan,” JD spat. “Not for you to fuck her when ever you felt like it, then lie to me about it!”
“It wasn’t like that,” Perry started.
“Then what was it like? You just happened to trip and fall into her?”
“No, I-“
“I fucking had to hear about it from Carla! ‘Cause everyone but me knew!”
The tears fell faster. JD shook and failed to hold back a sob.
“JD,”
“Fuck you Perry.” JD turned around and left, slamming the door so hard a bottle of scotch on the counter fell over, shattering on the ground.
And Perry just stared, wanting to go after JD. But it would be no use.
Sometime you just have to know when to fold.
Alternate Ending!
Word Count[ending only]: 150
“Fuck you Perry.” JD turned around and left, slamming the door so hard a bottle of scotch on the counter fell over, shattering on the ground.
Perry felt rage build inside of him. He was not going to run after JD and tell him how sorry he was. JD didn’t let him explain.
The shattered glass on the floor shined and sparkled, broken in all its glory. The scotch wet and glistening, like the tears of a boy he loved.
Perry opened the door and ran out.
He could fight for his pride; wait for JD to come around.
But sometimes you just have to know when to fold.
-
Perry knocked.
Carla opened the door, glared. “Go away.”
“Carla please, let me talk to him.”
“Haven’t you done enough?”
“Please Carla.” The look in his eyes was convincing enough.
Carla sighed a bit and shut the door. Muffled words could not be distinguished from where Perry was standing.
The door opened to see JD. Eyes red, shuddering slightly. “What do you want?”
"I love you."
EDIT: Has the "I love you" always not been there? Oh snappp. Haha.
Fandom: Scrubs
Pairing: Jonathon and Percival.
Chapter: 1/1
Beta: None
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 241
Warnings:T WT, Bit o' Angst, Ficlet.
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: Sometimes you just have to know when to fold.
Author’s notes: So at this Scrubs fic thing, we started a thing were you write a story inspired by a word. Week one, and the word was "Fold"
“I can’t believe you!” JD screamed. His heart was pounding, his thoughts clouded, his fists clenched. He hurt.
“Calm down Suzy, I didn’t know it was your time of the month.” Perry could think of nothing more to say than insults.
JD looked at Perry, shocked. “You are such an ass.” Tears started to build up.
Perry found anger. “No shit Newbie. Everyone warned you not to get caught up with mean old Dr. Cox. You should’ve listened.”
The tears began to fall. “Yeah, you’re right.”
Perry looked at the water trailing down JD’s face. He was crying. “What did you expect? We’d be together forever? That we’d get married and adopt children from Ethiopia?”
“I expected you to leave Jordan,” JD spat. “Not for you to fuck her when ever you felt like it, then lie to me about it!”
“It wasn’t like that,” Perry started.
“Then what was it like? You just happened to trip and fall into her?”
“No, I-“
“I fucking had to hear about it from Carla! ‘Cause everyone but me knew!”
The tears fell faster. JD shook and failed to hold back a sob.
“JD,”
“Fuck you Perry.” JD turned around and left, slamming the door so hard a bottle of scotch on the counter fell over, shattering on the ground.
And Perry just stared, wanting to go after JD. But it would be no use.
Sometime you just have to know when to fold.
Alternate Ending!
Word Count[ending only]: 150
“Fuck you Perry.” JD turned around and left, slamming the door so hard a bottle of scotch on the counter fell over, shattering on the ground.
Perry felt rage build inside of him. He was not going to run after JD and tell him how sorry he was. JD didn’t let him explain.
The shattered glass on the floor shined and sparkled, broken in all its glory. The scotch wet and glistening, like the tears of a boy he loved.
Perry opened the door and ran out.
He could fight for his pride; wait for JD to come around.
But sometimes you just have to know when to fold.
-
Perry knocked.
Carla opened the door, glared. “Go away.”
“Carla please, let me talk to him.”
“Haven’t you done enough?”
“Please Carla.” The look in his eyes was convincing enough.
Carla sighed a bit and shut the door. Muffled words could not be distinguished from where Perry was standing.
The door opened to see JD. Eyes red, shuddering slightly. “What do you want?”
"I love you."
EDIT: Has the "I love you" always not been there? Oh snappp. Haha.