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Glorified G- Chapter 30

“I love him!” Jo shouted sitting bolt upright in bed, a smile crept onto her face and she turned over to face Eddie to tell him about her revelation only to realise that she was sleeping alone, the smile faded as she looked at her alarm clock- it was time to get up anyway. After getting showered and dressed Jo threw on her usual monochrome work clothes, she left her hair down and didn’t bother putting any makeup on- normally as she put on her boots Eddie would hand her some toast of some sort of food, Jo let out a sigh at how much she’d fucked up.

Jo drove straight to the hospital to see Jonny who should now be awake and ready to talk. Jo marched up three flights of stairs until she reached the ICU where she found Jonny’s room, Maude sat sleeping beside Jonny holding his hand- Jo entered the room and sat opposite Maude and beside Jonny, he was slowly waking up Jo saw the shock register as he realised he was alive his heart monitor began beeping rapidly, Jo gently placed a hand on his arm,

“Calm down Jonny, breathe, just breathe.” She cooed and the monitor’s beeping slowed, “You’re lucky to be alive Jonny, can we have a chat?” Jo kept her voice down to avoid waking Maude who was quietly snoring,

“We don’t wanna talk to you.” He hissed, which caused Maude to wake up her eyes locked onto Jo before she began telling her to leave,

“Get the hell out of here! You nearly killed my boy! Get out!” Maude’s voice alerted a few nurses who came rushing into the room to escort Jo out, instead of fighting it and demanding to stay and question Jonny she left, without a word.

Eddie had arrived at Potatohead a half hour late, the rest of the band eyed him cautiously as he took a seat far from them and began scribbling in his notepad, he didn’t say a word to them. Stone and Jeff shared an almost knowing glance before focusing their attention to Mike and Dave who were working on a fast-paced tune, Jeff picked up his bass and began playing in the background- Stone observed for a few moments before grabbing his guitar and playing a few chords, they played for around thirty seconds where the music was good and then Mike missed a note and the piece seemed to fall apart, the four members bursting out laughing. Completely oblivious to the musical genius of his bandmates Eddie was lost in his thoughts, trying to wrap his head around the brutal rejection he had faced the previous night.

Had he said it too soon? Was he wanting more commitment than Jo? Did he spook her? The questions swirled around in his mind on an endless repeat, he hadn’t slept at all- it felt alien to be sleeping in a bed without the warmth of Joanne nuzzled against him, without her legs tangled around his and her arm slung over him, holding him close to her. All he could think about during the night was whether Jo missed his presence as much as he missed hers. He had concluded that if she had missed him, he would’ve had a call from her, or she would’ve shown up at the studio, but she didn’t.

Joanne had sent Eleanor to try and talk to Jonny hoping that Maude wouldn’t kick her out, and upon arriving at the office Jo decided that now was a good time to go and have a chat to Jane about everything that had happened since her last session. She told Jane about the situation with Eddie and how she was still in shock and trying to process it, and about how Jonny had shot himself she’d felt the need to vent about it as the images were replaying everytime she closed her eyes. Jane had essentially told her she to talk to Eddie, advice which Joanne knew was good - but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. She wanted to be absolutely positive of her feelings towards him before she went over confessing a false love to him, she knew that he deserved the world and so to say ‘i love you too’ because it was something he wanted to hear felt like it was a huge disservice to him. William had provided Jo with a small mountain of paperwork to go through, while Eleanor was questioning Jonny, hopefully digging deeper into his mind and getting them closer to the answers they craved.

Filling out paperwork was a pleasure for Jo, it was something she could do while thinking about a number of other things, it’s how she got through university, she’d write an essay while making a mental list of all the things she had to pay for, she was a ‘pro-multitasker’ so while she was filling out numerous forms in autopilot she allowed her mind to wander to Eddie; what was he doing? What was he thinking about? Was he okay?

The answers to those questions were simple; he was doing nothing, thinking about Jo, and he was most definitely not okay. Half of him wanted to go to Jo’s apartment and tell her he didn’t mean it and then they could go back to how they were and it would be normal again, but he didn’t want to lie about his feelings and Jo deals with liars at work every day so she would see straight through him. He was feeling so lost, he wanted to be angry at her- but he knew he would’ve reacted in the same way, it was out of the blue so she was bound to be shocked, but was it not a mutual feeling? Had he painted this magical picture in his head where he and Jo were madly in love and they were going to have a house with two or three kids and Jo would be the most supportive mum, she’d adapt and be this domestic goddess and he would teach the kids how to play the guitar. And it would be a simple life, their kids would grow up in a loving house it would be the opposite to how Eddie and Jo grew up, they’d never feel as lonely as their parents had. Was he really that delusional? Had he forgotten about the fact that Jo is practically superwoman who saves people every single day, had he forgotten that without Joanne and the people like her more people would be killed and the cases would run cold, had he forgotten that Jo wouldn’t just quit her job to be a mother, she wouldn’t even quit her job for her fiance so why would she for him?

The crash of a symbol snapped Eddie back to reality, his daydream of being a father abruptly ended, and he glanced around the studio in a daze. His bandmates were looking at him almost disapprovingly, Dave was the one to break the silence,

“What’s going on man?” The others nodded offering Eddie sympathetic stares,

“Nuthin’ just trying to get some lyrics down.” Stone let out a sigh,

“You sure that’s it?” Eddie nodded and shot them a glance that told them to drop it, and they did, soon enough the sounds of broken riffs and not quite right beats filled the air, allowing Eddie to get back to his fantasy land.

Eleanor returned to the office armed with new information that Joanne was dying to hear, Jonny had been given a psych consult at the hospital and they believed he was suffering from multiple personality disorder, they were going to monitor him and then assess whether or not he would need admitting to a psychiatric facility- this diagnosis, of course, meant that should charges be pressed against Jonny, he would be able to plead insanity and just be sent to a psychiatric facility, which is where he is already likely to end up.

After a long day of daydreaming and paperwork Joanne went home to an empty apartment, she grabbed her copy of Ten and put it on her record player before making a cup of coffee and sitting at the kitchen table listening to Eddie’s powerful voice and the incredible musical skills of; Stone, Dave, Jeff, and Mike. She let out a sigh and rested her head on the table letting Eddie’s voice lull her to sleep.

Joanne awoke a few hours later with an achy back and neck, the record had stopped playing and the only sound in the apartment was the crackling sound of the vinyl. With a small wince, she stretched her back and neck, before waddling to her bed, where she face planted drifting straight back off to sleep. Her sleep didn’t last long at all, she soon woke up again with a burning urge to call Eddie, in her half-asleep state she staggered to the kitchen table and grabbed a notepad and pen from her bag, she began planning what she was going to say to Eddie.

‘Hey, it’s me Jo, also known as the biggest bitch in Seattle. I hope you’re okay, just calling to tell you I think the feeling is mutual.’

Nope. that sounded full of sarcasm, try again.

‘Hey Eddie, I want you to know I love you too- I think.’

Nope.

‘Eddie Vedder, love of my life oh won’t thou call me? You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.’

As she began quoting Jane Austen Jo let out a laugh, that’d make him laugh- or maybe he wouldn’t get the reference and think she’d been smoking something illegal. Sitting alone at the kitchen table at four in the morning was not going to help, all of the things she wanted to say were lost her brain could not and would not put her feelings into words, it was a tiring thing, trying to string together your emotions when you don’t truly know what they are.

Jo sat for a few more minutes scribbling her thoughts down, then without thinking she dialled Eddie and Chris’ landline of course there was no answer- then she was left with the choice, to leave a message or to hang up, before she’d made said choice there was a beep in her ear, it was too late now,

“This message is for Eddie, so Chris my dear you need to stop listening now. Hey Eddie, yeah- um no- this isn’t gonna work for me, I’m not leaving you a message about something so important. I’ll see you around, I guess- I’m sorry. Fuckin hell this is a trainwreck- sorry again good night, or good morning depends when you are listening. Bye for now.” Jo hung up and let out a sigh, she cringed at everything she had just said, why couldn’t she just write something down and stick to a damn script.

Eddie was wide awake and made a beeline to the phone when he heard it ring, he paused at it waiting to hear who was calling when Jo’s voice flooded through the room he frowned. He listened to her ramble to herself and had to fight off a small smile that tugged on his lips, his smile was soon replaced with the frown again and he deleted the message without a second thought.

A/N Hey guys sorry about the long break between chapters, I haven't edited or proofread this but I was determined to get this out tonight, so here it is I’ll probably edit it tomorrow and get rid of any inevitable typos

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