Authors Note: Sorry for taking so long to update! I have had a killer migraine for a few days and staring at the computer screen was not a possibility! I did get bits and pieces of the next few chapters(Only 3-4 left!!) written but I don't have any more full chapters done besides this one. I hope to get the next chapter up within the next couple days. Thanks for sticking with me!
Hopefully this makes sense to everyone! My brain is not working the way it used to!
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Also, my Author's Note counted as Chapter 12, that is why the numbering on here will now be different than the numbering on the site...
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Don't Steal My Story!
1.14 My Enemy My Diary
"Hey man! How's it going five!?"
JD ignored the fact that the Todd was standing in his dining room waiting for his high five.
"Turk..." JD whispered as he pulled him to the side, "What is the Todd doing here?"
"Well JD, the Todd and I are having a guys night."
"Ooooh, what's on the agenda?" JD asked excitedly.
"We are going to watch 'The Breakfast Club'."
"Oh!" JD pretended to bounce a basketball, "I'm gonna get me a scholarshiiiiip."
"Um yeah, actually JD, it's just going to be me and the Todd..."
"What?" JD's voice cracked like a teenage girl.
"Yeah, maybe next time you can join us..."
JD took a moment to absorb what had just happened and then stormed out of the apartment.
--
JD knew Elliot was working late but also knew she was the only one that wasn't treating him like a total nut job so he sat outside her apartment until she came home.
"JD, what are you doing here?"
"Just waiting for you to come home..."
"JD..." Elliot fumbled with her keys, "It's two in the morning!" As he stood up she noticed his blood shot eyes and puffy cheeks. "Have you been crying?"
"What? No! I'm just tired."
"They why aren't you home sleeping?" Elliot asked as she finally unlocked the door and led them into the apartment.
JD made himself comfortable on the couch, "I thought maybe I could crash here tonight."
"Why? I mean, I don't mind if you stay here but, why do you want to?"
"I don't know, we never hang out anymore..."
"JD, it's late! I'm coming off a twelve hour shift and I have to be back in the morning... I'm going to sleep."
JD nodded, "I have to work in the morning too. We can have breakfast and ride to work together."
"Ok..." Elliot was too tired to ask any more questions or argue with JD, "That sounds good, but you're sleeping on the couch."
"Not a problem!" JD layed down and covered himself with a blanket from the back of the couch.
Elliot bent over and gave him a hug.
How did she know I needed that?
"Good night Elliot."
"Good night JD..."
Ellito stopped and turned back to JD before she went into her room, "JD?"
"Yeah?"
"You'd tell me if something was wrong, right?"
JD smiled, "Of course Elliot!"
"Ok... night..."
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"Good morning sleepy head!" JD was standing over the stove cooking breakfast when Elliot got up.
"What smells so good?" Elliot asked between yawns.
"French toast, pancakes, waffles, bacon, sausage, oatmeal..."
"JD! Where did you get all this stuff? I don't even think I had cereal in the cupboard let alone all this stuff!"
JD laughed, "I went and bought it this morning. I couldn't sleep so I got up early and did some shopping and then I came back and started cooking."
"Did you sleep at all last night? I heard the TV turn on and off all night long."
Last night? I haven't slept in days!
"I slept well last night..." JD put a plate of food in front of Elliot and sat down next to her.
"Oh my goodness JD this tastes so good!"
"So... if I promise to cook for you do you think I could crash here for a few more nights?"
"Why?"
"Do I need a reason?"
"JD, I have a one bedroom apartment... Your room is bigger than my whole apartment and you have your own bathroom... I just can't figure out why you would rather stay here."
"I just like hanging out with you..." JD answered nervously.
"JD... I am coming off of a broken engagement, I am really not ready for another relationship."
"Who said anything about a relationship?" JD's voice suddenly hit a higher octave. "I'm just looking for a friend."
"You can stay here JD, especially if you keep cooking food like this but I am not going to lie, it all seems a little suspicious to me... Something up, I know it..."
JD hugged her like a small child who had just received the best gift ever from their mom. "Thanks Elliot!"
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"Where's JD?" Elliot asked as she sat down at lunch.
"He left last night and never came back and I haven't seen him since..." Turk answered coldly.
"Well I brought him to work this morning so he is here somewhere..."
"Elliot, Can we stop talking about JD?"
"You found Bambi?" Carla asked Elliot as she sat down next to Turk.
"Found him?" Elliot asked overly confused.
"He never came home last night. I'm worried."
"JD crashed at my place last night... He asked if he could stay with me for awhile..."
Carla elbowed Turk, "What did you do?"
"What is this suddenly my fault?" Turk asked defensively.
"Are you guys fighting?" Elliot asked, still very confused.
"I guess you could say that..."
Carla elbowed Turk again, "He needs a friend more than anything right now and this is how you are treating him! Making him run away!"
"What are you guys going on about?" Elliot asked, hoping for some answers.
"Nothing..." They replied in unison.
Elliot stood up, "I'm going to go look for him..."
"Blonde Doctor!"
Elliot groaned when she turned around and saw the Janitor running behind her.
"What is it? I'm kind of busy..."
"Scooter asked Dr. Cox if he could go home for his lunch, he's not here..."
"Thank you." Elliot started to walk away.
"Wait! I heard you talking at lunch and I know something about Scooter I think you should know about..."
"How could you possibly know something I don't?" Elliot asked annoyed, sure that Janitor was wasting her time with one of his stories.
"I read his diary..."
"JD keeps a diary?"
"Doesn't every girl?"
Elliot couldn't help but laugh a little, "So what was in his diary?"
"Well, I know that Scooter never intended anyone to read his diary so I photocopied just a few select pieces so that I don't give away too much but also so I had enough information to give one of his friends that I thought could help him..."
"You photocopied his diary?"
"I have a photocopy of your drivers license, social security card, and one of your major credit cards. What's your point?"
Elliot took a moment to stare at Janitor with her mouth practically to the ground.
"So, where is this photocopy of his diary?"
"If I give you this, you can't just go up to him and talk to him about it, and you can't tell him that I gave you this. I don't want to lose his respect..."
"His respect?" Elliot laughed.
Janitor broke into song, singing into the end of his mop, "R-E-S-P-E-C-T Find out what it means to me!"
"Okay, I won't tell him you gave it to me and I won't talk to him about it, just give it to me! Please..."
Janitor pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket, "Here ya go..."
