*Glasses*

Cindy was sitting on her bed typing away on her laptop. She was working on her English paper and was about to hit 1000 words when she heard a tap on her window. She dismissed it as only a tree branch, and continued working. She heard tapping noise again, this time it was repetitive and harder. She groaned, annoyed at being interrupted when she was on a roll with her paper. She marched over to her window and opened it, looking to see what was making all that noise.

When she looked around she saw nothing, and rolled her eyes turning back around to walk back to her bed.

"Finally I had been waiting for about five minutes." Cindy jumped at the sound and turned to see Jimmy climbing into her bedroom through her window.

"What the hell Neutron?! You scared me half to death." She said while putting her hand to her heart.

"Hah. Sorry, didn't mean to Vortex." He said, while looking at her kinda funny. She walked over to him and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Well what did you want?"

"I was trying out my new sneakers with built in rockets." Well that would explain how he was able to reach her window.

"So you thought you would just drop by unannounced?" Despite what she just said, inside she liked that he had come by.

"Basically. Maybe I just wanted to come annoy you."

"Well, I'm in the middle of writing a paper and don't have time for this right now." He was still looking at her with an amused look on his face.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Since when do you wear glasses?" It wasn't till then that Cindy was even aware of her appearance. She had completely forgotten that she was wearing her glasses, she only ever wore them when reading or at the computer. And now her long time crush was seeing her looking like a dork.

"Oh err….I just use them for reading." As weird as she felt she didn't look away from him, not wanting him to get the satisfaction of making her embarrassed. Although she was showing no signs of being flustered he still had a grin on his face.

"So what? I wear glasses. You can wipe that look of your face now."

"Four eyes." He chuckled and smirked at her.

"Real mature. Go home Neutron." He did as he was told and started to climb out of her window. Just before he was out of sight he glanced back at her.

"Hey Cindy?"

"What?"

"You look cute with glasses on."

"Go home Jimmy!" He obeyed, leaving Cindy shaking her head and wanting to get a new lock for her window.

*Honesty*

Cindy rolled over in her bed wincing, and trying to shield her eyes from the blinding sun that had seeped through her curtains. Her mouth felt dry, she could feel her makeup from last night sticking to her eyes, and most of all she had a pounding headache. All these signs pointed to one thing. Major hangover. She was about to drift off into a sleep again to hopefully alleviate the pain in her head when the blaring ring of her cell phone sounded from under her pillow. She grunted and harshly hit the talk button ready to curse out whoever was bothering her.

"What!?"

"Well you sound like your having a fantastic morning."

"Libby whatever it is can't it wait, it's too early and my head feels like it was run over."

"Cin its two in the afternoon and maybe next time you shouldn't attempt to prove that you can play 5 games of beer pong in a row."

"Hmmm… I barely remember that. I won right?" she asked as she rummaged through her side table drawer for some form of pain medication.

"Surprisingly you made it through four games, but by the fifth you couldn't even see straight anymore. Then of course you wanted to go brag to Neutron about how you proved him wrong, sounding familiar?"

"Not at all. I don't even remember seeing him there."

"He wasn't. That's why you called him, you really don't remember?"

"No Libby," she said with exasperation. "I'm not even sure how I got home let alone what I said on the phone."

"Oh… well." Libby started snickering to herself

"Why what did I say?"

"Well…." Cindy knew she was dragging it out, she always got that way when she had a secret to tell.

"Just spit it out. How bad could it be?"

"You kinda confessed your love to him." Her heart stopped.

"I DID WHAT!"She shrieked into the phone, nearly causing Libby to become deaf.

"You told him about your undying passion for him."

"Shut the fuck up. No I didn't."

"I was there I think I would know." Libby responded annoyed.

"What else did I say? I don't remember at all, what if I sounded like a total stalker. Oh my god he probably thinks that I'm insane."

"I'm pretty sure he already knows you're insane, but look at the bright side you finally told him! Now you don't have to pretend like you hate him anymore."

"Libby he's not supposed to know! UGH! You're my best friend you're supposed to stop me from drunk dialing people and making stupid mistakes!"

"Sorry Cin, but I couldn't stop you. It was way too funny." Cindy could hear her laughing on the other end of the line.

"Libby this is in no way funny! I need to go talk to him; I'll call you back if I haven't died from embarrassment." She hung up, threw off her sheets and jumped out of bed, ignoring her thumping headache and ran down the stairs. It was times like these that having your sworn enemy and secret crush living across the street came in handy. She ran across the street and went straight over to the lab.

"Neutron. Open up!" she yelled as she banged on the door.

"I'm serious, you better not be ignoring me!"

"I'm not, I'm behind you Vortex." She turned around to see that he was indeed standing right behind her.

"Oh… uh hi." She averted her eyes once she remembered why she was there in the first place.

"Hi."

"So… about last night…I... um… I didn't know what I was doing, I lost all rational thought, I don't remember a word I said to you, I was..."

"You were drunk, I know." He cut her off. She sighed for she had been speaking in a rush, trying to get out her explanation.

"It meant nothing; we can just forget it happened." He assured her. She thought she would feel relieved that she didn't have to explain herself; that he just understood that she had been intoxicated. But she couldn't help but hear the slight disappointment in his voice and feel disappointed herself.

"That's it? You're just going to let me off the hook? You have material to mock me for weeks and you're not going to even use it?" His eyes were looking down and past her, not looking her in the face.

"You didn't sound like yourself, plus there's no way that you could really feel that way about me… right?" He crinkled his eyebrows together, waiting for her answer. The way she saw it was she could follow what Libby told her; tell him that what she said, although she didn't remember it, was the truth. Or she could say that it was a complete lie and go on wishing that she had the guts to tell him how she felt. She couldn't debate any longer with herself. She took a deep breath, calming her nerves before she opened her mouth.

"The truth is…um…"

"It's okay; I won't make you say it."

"What?" Did he really know how she felt?

"It was a mistake. As you said you didn't know what you were doing." She suddenly felt dejected.

"Oh…" She responded quietly "Yea…"

"See no harm done right?" He gave her a small smile.

"No harm done…" She forced a smile unto her face "I'll see you later Jimmy." She turned around before she could correct him, because if he hadn't of interrupted her she would have said "The truth is I love you."

*Indestructible*

Jimmy was working diligently on an invention when he heard his ringtone fill the lab as his cell phone rang. He grabbed it out of his pocket after four rings and checked the caller ID. The name "LIBBY" displayed on the screen. He opened it and put it up to his ear.

"Hello?" He was wondering why Libby was calling since he told everyone that he would be in the lab all night. Even Sheen didn't attempt to drag him out of the lab when he got into one of his obsessive "must finish experiment" modes.

"Jimmy. You need to get over here." She sounded desperate.

"Where? I'm in the middle of something."

"Cindy's house." Why was he needed at Cindy's house?

"Now?"

"Please Jimmy, I don't know what to do."

"What's going on?" What could be happening that it couldn't wait until he was finished? Last time he checked there hadn't been an alien invasion for months, so why did she sound like it was a dire situation.

"Its Cindy… she…just get over here okay?" He sighed, Libby sounded pretty helpless. Plus, Libby never asked him for help let alone with handling Cindy. He slid off the safety goggles he was wearing, and got up neglecting his unfinished invention.

"Alright, I'll be right over." He spoke then hung up the phone.

Jimmy knocked on the door that belonged to the pink house. Libby opened it soon after. Her eyes looked defeated, and worried.

"What's wrong Libby?" Libby didn't get upset that often, she was always so upbeat.

"I've never seen her like this before…"

"Who?"

"Cindy." Never seen her how? Jimmy was getting annoyed at all these unanswered questions, yet he felt concerned.

"Just follow me." She said. Jimmy followed Libby upstairs through the deserted house to the door he knew was to Cindy's room. Libby slowly pushed the already ajar door open, allowing herself and Jimmy to enter the room before closing it.

"Cindy I'm back…and Jimmy's here." Libby's voice was so soft, as if speaking at all would provide too much contrast to the still silence. He didn't hear a response and was starting to think Cindy wasn't even there until he looked to the floor. There she was. Cindy lay on her side on the floor of her room, completely still, her eyes transfixed on the wall before her. She looked like she was in a trance. Her eyes, which were always so vivid, were dull. Her face retained no emotion. She was a porcelain doll, expressionless and lifeless.

"Is she hurt?" He didn't know what to make of this.

"I'm not sure…I asked her, but she won't talk to me." Jimmy walked to where her limp form lay on the ground crouching next to her. She didn't acknowledge that he was there. She looked forward as if she could see through him.

"Cindy." No response

"Cindy, look at me." She wouldn't. She was starting to scare him; he understood now what Libby meant when she said she had never seen her like this before. It was like she had gone catatonic. He laid down so that he was parallel to her. He was now on her exact level; maybe that would help.

"Cindy… talk to me" He reached out and brushed away some hair that had fallen onto her face. It wasn't till then that she really looked at him, but she didn't say anything.

"What happened?" She opened her mouth but couldn't form the words. He thought he should try a different approach.

"Are you sick? Just nod or shake your head." The blonde slowly shook her head.

"Are you hurt?" She hesitated, but nodded her head before pointing her eyes to the floor.

"Physically?" She shook her head again. She must have meant her feelings then, which was a subject Jimmy pretended he didn't know anything about. Libby then came over kneeling besides them.

"Cindy who hurt you?" Cindy remained mute, but closed her eyes; and when she opened them tears were already starting to freely fall across her face. She didn't attempt to wipe them away. Jimmy was stunned. He had never ever seen Cindy cry, she just didn't do it. She would get angry, maybe yell, but never cry. He didn't even think she was capable of it. Libby looked shocked too for she had only seen Cindy tear up once; when Humphrey had died.

"He left" was the first thing that came out of Cindy's mouth. She took a staggered breath, trying to hold everything in…but she was breaking.

"Who left?" Jimmy questioned.

"My Dad…"

"What? Do you mean he left to get some air or…" Libby voiced

"No..." Cindy's voice cracked. The tears were coming rapidly now.

"Cin what are you talking about."

And that's when it all came out. As she spoke, she cried, and not just from her eyes, her voice was pained almost shouting.

"He left. He packed his bags…said that he couldn't take the fighting anymore. That their marriage was over. I begged him to stay…pleaded for him not to leave. But he just said it's for the best and walked out the door. How could he? How could he leave me?!"

Cindy curled up into a ball uncontrollably shaking. She had never hurt this bad in her whole life. She knew her parents were fighting a lot lately, but she didn't think it would come to this. Why couldn't he stay? If anything why not for her?

"Oh my god Cindy…" Libby put her hand to her mouth, looking like she was going to tear up too. Jimmy could handle a lot of things…but this? Cindy was the strongest girl he had ever seen, but here she was breaking down from the inside out. Jimmy sat up, and took Cindy under her arms.

"Don't touch me!" She shrieked, but he didn't obey. He put her in his lap, holding her against him. She protested, but then buried her face into his chest weeping violently. It was unbearable to see her so broken.

He didn't say anything to her, just held her while she cried, he didn't care that she was soaking his shirt. Libby left the room to go call her mother to tell her she was going to stay with Cindy tonight; they had discovered that Cindy's mother left to stay at her Aunt's house.

Cindy had not moved from Jimmy's arms, she thought that if he let her go she would break into pieces. Her sobbing had quieted down, but she felt drained.

"Jimmy.." Jimmy thought he might be imaging it when he heard her speak to him. She removed her head from his chest and looked up at him, revealing her red and swollen eyes.

"Thank you... you didn't have to do this" Jimmy was trying to figure out why he had exactly done this too. He didn't have to comfort her, he didn't have to make sure she was okay. But he wanted to, he wanted to make sure she was happy again…ready to go back to her normal self. Though he didn't think she would be normal for awhile. He kissed her forehead, which she then laid back on his chest.

"Don't worry about it." He left soon after that, Libby said she had it covered and thanked him for getting through to her. After that night Jimmy realized that even the strongest people weren't indestructible.

Author's Note:

I have some mixed emotions on that last one, I wrote it about 2 months ago and when i re-read it today i wasn't sure if i was too happy with it. But when i went to edit it i didnt want to edit too much of it out, and it was my first time writing anything sad. Honesty was something i actually gave in to my creative writing class, it was intentionally made for JN fanfics, but i decided to use it for the class too ( sneakkyyyyy hehe).

Feedback appreciated QK (my ninja)

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