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just for the bit imagine if Wiley was Canadian (like from Alberta) and was one of those Alberta separatists so he immediately moved, grew obsessed with America and joined the US army. Anyway so that all leads to the culminates to why he wears a “Canadian Tuxedo’.
And All I Did Was Bleed As I Tried To Be The Bravest Soldier - Ch. 77
Ao3
When John arrived home that evening, every trace of Joel was gone. The only thing proof that he had been there at all was the silver house key left on the kitchen table.
John sank into one of the chairs, staring at the key. It hurt, being alone in this house again. First Lisa then Wilbur and now Joel. It seemed everyone he brought into it left for one reason or another.
The phone rang. John contemplated ignoring it, but a small, secret part of him hoped it was Joel saying he had changed his mind. He stood and headed over to pick up the phone. “MacNamara residence, John speaking.”
“Hey, John!” His mother's cheerful voice came through the speaker.
“Hi, Ma.” His fingers tangled in the phone cord as something in his chest began to knot.
“Just checking when you and Joel are going to come visit next!”
Swallowing thickly, John forced himself to find his voice. “It… it's just going to be me next time.”
“Oh? Is Joel busy with work?” Cece asked curiously.
Fingers tightening in the cord, John fought to keep his voice level as he replied, “No. It's… we broke up last night.”
A loud gasp came through the speaker. “What happened? Are you okay? Are you still on good terms-”
“Ma,” John interrupted her, “It's… it's complicated. And a bit too fresh to really talk about. But…” He hesitated. “No, it wasn't on good terms.”
“Oh, John,” Cece sighed, “I'm so sorry to hear that. Let me know if there's anything I can do.”
He knew he wouldn't ask and he knew she knew that as well. Yet he still replied, “Okay. I'm going to get dinner. I love you.”
“I love you too, sweetheart. Bye.”
“Bye.” John hung up the phone before rubbing at his eyes. He walked over to the fridge, eyes scanning the containers of leftovers. All food Joel had made.
The refrigerator slammed closed as John turned to slump over the counter, head in his hands.
The next day at lunch, John picked at his food as he sat opposite of Xander.
“-to come over for dinner tonight?” Xander offered, “Denise is making pot roast.” He glanced around, lowering his voice before adding, “You can bring Joel.”
God, why did he introduce Joel to so many people in his life? Shaking his head, he quietly informed Xander, “We broke up. He's already moved out.”
“What?!” Xander whisper-shouted. He quickly regained composure. “What happened?”
John shook his head as he stabbed his fork into the meatloaf on his plate. “It's complicated.”
“...well, you're still welcome to dinner tonight,” Xander said as his dark eyes studied John closely. “Might do you some good to get out of the house.”
“Yeah, maybe,” John muttered as his stomach twisted, making him nauseous.
That weekend, as John sipped his coffee, the phone rang. Sighing, he stood and answered it. “MacNamara residence, John speaking.”
“Heya, Johnny!” Lisa's excited voice came through the phone. “Robin and I just wanted to thank you again for hostin’ us last week! We really needed it!”
Chuckling softly, John replied, “Not a problem. It's always good to see you two.”
Lisa gave a small giggle before asking, “How's Joel?”
His heart plummeted into his stomach. “...we broke up,” he admitted, “Right after you and Robin left, actually.”
“Wha- why?!” Lisa exclaimed. “Oh, Johnny, I'm so sorry.”
“It's not your fault,” John sighed. “It… We just had some issues we couldn't reconcile.”
A sympathetic hum came from Lisa. “If you need anythin’, don't hesitate to call,” she said seriously. “I'm so sorry, John. Breakups are never fun.”
“No, they're not,” he agreed wearily. “I'll call you tomorrow, Lisa. I'm not really in a talking mood right now.”
“Alright. Don't be a stranger, Johnny. Bye-bye.”
“Bye.”
He hung up the phone. He made it exactly two steps toward the table before a knock came at the door.
Groaning, he went to answer the door.
Victoria stood on the porch, holding a box of donuts from a local bakery. She beamed at him, though her smile faltered when she saw his expression. “Is now a bad time?” She asked hesitantly.
“No, you're fine,” John assured her, waving her in.
They settled at the table, the box flipped open to reveal six huge glazed donuts. John took one, dipping it in his coffee before taking a bite.
“Where's Mr. Joel?” Victoria asked, hands fidgeting, “I made sure to get enough for the three of us-”
John's heart seized in his chest. “Vic… Joel and I broke up this past Sunday,” he told her gently.
Her eyes widened as she stared at him. “What?” Her voice was small. “Why?”
“You don't need to worry about that, Vic,” he assured her. He couldn't tell her the truth. He didn't want her blaming herself. “Sometimes things just don't work out.”
“...are you at least still friends?” She asked hopefully.
John shook his head. “I'm afraid not. I'll be alright though. I'm tough.”
A sad expression crossed Victoria's face as she plucked a donut from the box. “That sucks,” she mumbles as she takes a bite.
“Sadly, life sucks sometimes,” John agreed. “But hey, this means I'm available to date that space princess from the cupcake planet now.”
Victoria rolled her eyes even as she giggled. “Are you ever going to let that go?”
“Never.” John gave a small smile. It felt like a weak ray of sunlight filtering through the clouds.
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And All I Did Was Bleed As I Tried To Be The Bravest Soldier - Ch. 76
Ao3
“Get home safe,” John bid as he hugged Lisa. He let go of her to hug Robin as well.
They stood on the porch Sunday morning, suitcases already loaded in the Ford Taurus.
“Thanks for havin’ us,” Lisa said with a grin, “We needed it.”
“Yeah, we did,” Robin agreed. “It was wonderful to meet you, Joel.”
Joel smiled slightly. “Likewise.” He gave Lisa a nod before turning and heading inside.
Taking Robin’s hand, Lisa led her down the steps to the car before turning and waving to the pair still on the porch. “I’ll talk to you soon, Johnny!”
“I look forward to it!” John called back.
He stood on the porch until the car backed out of the driveway and disappeared down the road. Taking a deep breath, he settled on the porch swing and lit a cigarette.
Once he was finished, he went inside. He found Joel in the living room, sitting on the loveseat, staring at the wall.
“Hey,” John said softly as he sat next to him. He placed a hand on Joel’s shoulder, frowning when Joel shrugged it off. “What’s wrong?”
Joel didn’t answer for a long moment. “Why does Victoria think she’s going to move in with us?”
“Because I told her she could move in when she turned eighteen,” John answered slowly, “That was before we were together-”
“And you didn’t tell me because?” Joel asked, still refusing to look at John.
John blinked. “I didn’t think about it,” he admitted, “Everything’s been a whirlwind these past few months and it didn’t come up.”
“I see.”
The clock on the wall ticked loudly in the silence of the room. John felt his heart beating against his chest, rising up into his throat, threatening to choke him.
Finally, Joel spoke again. “What if I’m not okay with her moving in?”
The gravity of those words hit John with the force of a freight train. “Why wouldn’t you be?”
Joel’s jaw clenched. “I’m not exactly keen on the idea of supporting your dead boyfriend’s daughter. Especially when she still has family-”
“You heard what her mother said to her!” John swallowed the lump in his throat. “That’s my goddaughter, I can’t just leave her in that kind of environment-”
“Is that what it’s really about?” Joel turned to look at him, dark eyes pools of pain. “Or are you desperately trying to hold on to any piece of him you can?”
Joel might as well have stabbed him in the chest with a knife. John gasped softly. “It’s- I- How could you ask that?”
“Because it took me bringing it up for you to take off his tag,” Joel explained as he locked eyes with John. “Because you drop everything anytime Victoria shows up. Because, for whatever reason, you can’t seem to put me first.”
The knife twisted. How many times had John begged Wilbur to put him first? Pled for him to make him a priority. Now he was putting Joel through the same thing.
“Joel…” He hesitated. “Joel, I didn’t-”
“Of course you didn’t.” Joel looked away as he stood, beginning to pace. “Because you’re so hung up on the past that you can’t seem to see a future. Not even with me.”
Tears stung at John’s eyes as he quickly saw what was coming. How could he not? “Joel, don’t do this.”
“Do what?” Joel stopped in his tracks, tears in his own eyes as he stared at John. “Make you choose between me and Victoria? Why? Because you’ll choose her?”
“I promised her-” John tried.
Joel cut him off, “And you’re a man of your word.” Shaking his head, he took a step back. “John, I love you, but I can’t do this anymore.”
Those words stunned John for a moment. That was the first time Joel told him he loved him and it was in a goodbye. “If you love me, don’t give up on us-”
“How can there be an us when you can’t even give us a chance?!” Tears began to spill down Joel’s cheeks. “When you keep choosing his ghost over me?”
Swallowing back a sob, John felt tears begin to slip down his own cheeks as he stood. “Don’t do this,” he pleaded one more time, “Please, Joel.”
“Then tell Victoria she can’t move in with us.” Joel’s eyes stared into John’s soul, silently begging him.
“I…” John looked away. “I can’t do that.”
“...of course you can’t,” Joel replied bitterly, “I’ll be gone when you get back from work tomorrow.”
Heart breaking in his chest, John forced himself to look at Joel, his own pain mirrored on his face. “Please don’t make me the one who got away again.”
“You made your choice.” Joel’s voice shook. “This is mine.” He turned and headed toward the stairs.
John sank onto the loveseat as he heard footsteps fade up the stairs. He dropped his head in his hands, shoulders shaking as he cried.
That night, he slept alone in his bed for the first time in months. Tears soaked into his pillow.
The next morning, before he left for work, he knocked softly on the spare room’s door. “Joel?” he tried.
“What?” Joel called back.
“Can we at least say a proper goodbye?” John requested.
The door creaked open as Joel appeared, his eyes slightly swollen. He looked at John in resignation, even as a slight hope lingered in those eyes.
“I…” John took a deep breath. “I hope you can find someone who can give you what you need.”
“...thank you,” Joel said quietly. He studied John for a long moment. “I hope you can eventually move past this Wilbur guy and find happiness.”
That stung. “I’m sorry I couldn’t do that for you,” John murmured as he took a step back. “Have a good life, Joel.”
And All I Did Was Bleed As I Tried To Be The Bravest Soldier - Ch. 75
Ao3
Two weeks later, an unfamiliar black Ford Taurus pulled into the driveway. John put out his cigarette, grinning as Lisa and Robin climbed out of the car. “Hey!” he called as he stood from the porch swing.
“Hey, Johnny!” Lisa called back. She raced up the porch steps, throwing herself into John’s arms for a tight hug.
Laughing, he gave her a gentle squeeze. “Good to see you too.” He could hear Robin giggling. He looked over to see her grabbing their suitcases from the trunk. “Good to see you too, Robin.” He let go of Lisa so he could descend the porch steps to go help Robin with the bags.
“I’ve got it,” she assured him as he reached for one of the bags. “No need to be a gentleman.”
“If you say so.” He turned to lead the way up to the door. “Lisa, you remember where the spare room is?”
A wistful look crossed Lisa’s face. “Yeah, I do.” She smiled at Robin. “Follow me.”
“Meet us in the kitchen when you’re done!” John called after them. He watched them climb the stairs before heading into the kitchen himself.
Joel stood at the kitchen counter, carefully plating baked salmon, roasted asparagus, and mashed sweet potatoes onto four plates. “Oh good, you’re here,” he commented, glancing over at John with a small smile. “Help me carry these to the table.”
“You got it.” John pressed a kiss to his cheek before carrying two of the plates to the table before going back for the other two.
The soft clinking of glass sounded off as Joel brought over four glasses, setting one by each plate. “Get silverware?” he requested.
By the time the table was set, Lisa and Robin appeared with Lisa looking a little misty-eyed.
John understood immediately, going over to give her another tight hug. As he stepped back, he introduced, “Joel, this is Lisa and Robin. Lisa and Robin, this is Joel.”
“Pleasure to meet you both,” Joel said kindly.
“Likewise,” Robin smiled as Lisa nodded, “Well, we don’t want lunch to get cold!”
They all took a seat around the table. Lisa giggled as she appraised the dish. “Well, I know Johnny didn’t make this,” she teased, “It looks great, Joel.”
Laughing, Joel replied, “Hopefully it tastes as good as it looks!”
John chuckled to himself as he took a bite of salmon. “It is,” he assured Joel after he swallowed.
“So.” Lisa gave a devious grin. “I want details. How did you two meet?”
“Right to the point, aren’t you?” John laughed. “We met almost twenty years ago at a bar.”
“Then I had to move to San Francisco for work,” Joel picked up the story. “I moved back a few months ago to head up a new office for work and, well…” He reached for John’s hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I found him again. At that same bar, if you can believe it.”
John felt the heat creep up the back of his neck and into his ears. “You act like finding me again was the greatest thing to ever happen.”
“It is,” Joel insisted, “You have no idea how often I thought of you. I was resigned to the fact that you were the one that got away.”
“Well, I’m right here,” John reminded him with a grin.
“You two make me sick,” Robin commented with a wide smile, “You’re too sweet and sappy.”
Lisa elbowed her playfully. “What and you’re not?”
“Not in front of other people,” Robin replied, cheeks flushing pink as Lisa pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Hey!”
“Hey yourself,” Lisa giggled. She turned her attention back to John, beaming. “I’m so glad you found someone, John.”
John felt his smile soften. “I am too,” he murmured. He tried not to think about Wilbur, how he had someone for years until it was all ripped away.
That was the problem with secrets, he supposed.
After lunch was eaten and the dishes cleared, the group moved to the living room. John and Joel took the couch as Lisa and Robin settled on the loveseat.
“So,” Lisa started, only to be cut off by the sound of knocking on the door. “Were you expecting other company?” she asked curiously, raising an eyebrow.
“No.” John stood.
Joel scoffed quietly, muttering something John couldn’t catch under his breath.
Ignoring it for now, John went to the front door, opening it to reveal Victoria. “Hey, Vic.”
“Is now a bad time?” Victoria asked. Her bottom lip trembled slightly and there were tears in her eyes.
“No, not at all,” John assured her, stepping back so he could let her in. As he closed the door, he asked, “What’s wrong?”
Sniffling, Victoria explained, “Had a fight with Momma. She…” Her voice broke as her face scrunched up with emotion.
John quickly pulled her into a hug, rubbing her back.
As she sobbed into his shoulder, Joel appeared in the entryway, a light frown on his face. “Everything okay?”
Shaking his head, John gently pulled Victoria back to look at her. Tears streamed down her face. Pain filled those brown eyes. “What did she say, Vic?”
“She said I ruined her life,” Victoria forced herself to say through a sob.
Anger burned through John’s chest, but he kept his expression soft. “She shouldn’t have said that to you. You didn’t ruin anyone’s life.”
Nodding, Victoria wiped miserably at her face. “Does it ever get better?” She asked in a small voice.
“It does,” John assured her, giving her shoulders a gentle squeeze.
Victoria took a deep breath before sighing. “I can’t wait to move in with you.”
Out of the corner of his eye, John saw Joel stiffen. He kept his focus on Victoria. “You want proof it gets better? Lisa and her girlfriend are visiting right now.”
“Lisa?” Victoria looked surprised.
“Yeah.” John grinned. “Come on, let’s reintroduce you two.” He led her past Joel into the living room.
Upon their entrance, Lisa’s jaw dropped. “Oh my god, is that Victoria?” she squealed as she stood.
“Yes ma’am,” Victoria confirmed with a small smile.
Laughing gleefully, Lisa wrapped Victoria in a tight hug.
John watched their reunion with a smile, noting the way Victoria lit up when Lisa introduced her to Robin.
Joel entered the room, a distant look in his eyes. He came over and pressed a kiss to John’s cheek.
“You okay?” John asked quietly.
“Sure.” Joel smiled but it didn’t reach his eyes.
John pressed down the uneasy feeling in his chest in favor of enjoying the pure joy exuding from the women in front of him.
