7th Floor West | JF

Chapter 20

I slowly walked up to Jimmy's door as I looked down at my phone. I opened iMessages and sent him a quick text- I knew that he was a light sleeper and that his phone was on. I went down to the living room, and I turned on the lamp as I watched my phone intently. After a few minutes, I knew that if I waited for Jimmy, I wouldn't be able to control myself. I walked back up to the door to his room, and I slowly pushed it open. Nancy was snoring very quietly- she was in a deep sleep. I saw Jimmy sleeping... It was so peaceful. I hated to wake him up... But I know that he'd want me to do this.

I slowly walked over to his side of the bed, and I nervously tapped him. "Jimmy?" I whispered, my voice shaking. He rolled towards me, and I could tell that he was waking up. I nudged him a little harder and whispered, "Jimmy, please." I saw him begin to wake up, and his eyes adjusted to the dark. "M-Megan?" He asked, yawning mid-sentence. I nodded and said, "I need you."

Before I could say anything else, Jimmy took me downstairs into the living room. We sat down on the couch, and he held my hands in his. "Meg, I'm so proud of you for coming and getting me. That took a lot. I'm so proud of you." I forcibly smiled, and his smile faded. "What's wrong?" I took a deep breath and said it.

"I want to relapse."

I saw Jimmy's eyes fill with what was a very unusual mix that could only be described as sadness and curiosity. I knew that he wanted to help me, but he was still affected by it. "How can I help you resist it?" He asked me sincerely. "I just... I just need you." I said, and Jimmy sat next to me, turned on the TV, and put his arm around me comfortingly. We began watching old recordings of Late Night back when Jimmy hosted, and we laughed together at some of the sketches. I looked at the clock and said, "Oh my god... Jimmy, you should probably get to bed." Jimmy just laughed and replied, "I'm more concerned about your well being than me getting my 8 hours of sleep, Megs." I hugged him tightly and said, "I love you so much, Jimmy."

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"Hey Megan, there's some mail here for you." Lorne told me as he walked towards Jimmy's office. I thanked him and took the letter. It was from the Team USA Athletics Headquarters, and I suddenly remembered that back when I was at NYU, I had tried out for the Women's National Team. I hurriedly opened the letter, and took a deep breath before I read it.

Dear Megan,

We are very pleased to inform you that you have been chosen to represent the United States of America on the Women's Volleyball National Team this year. We're very pleased to have you on the squad!

Team USA Volleyball

My hand began shaking as I made a straight sprint for Jimmy's office. Lorne had left, so I ran into Jimmy's office to find him sitting at his desk playing Candy Crush. "JIMMY!" I yelled, and he jumped nearly 3 feet in the air. He clutched his chest in relief, and he laughed as he said, "What?" I waved the letter in his face and said, "READ IT!" Jimmy took the letter and read it, and he smiled widely. After he was finished, he got up, picked me up, and twirled me around. "Congratulations, Meg! I'm so proud of you!"

I hugged Jimmy happily as I smiled widely. I couldn't wait to represent our country in international competition, and be able to play the best players on the globe.