One Shot Collection

Heavy Rain [M. Shadows]

Nothing could help the heart break. Nothing can steal the pain away. Not even the rain that kissed my skin could ease this pain. I lost the only person that was always there for me. I lost my best friend, my everything. Jimmy ‘The Rev’ Sullivan. He was my brother and the one I was closest to. I cannot believe he’s gone.

I stared at his grave, tears rolling down my cheek, but you could not tell because of the rain. I always came to Jimmy’s grave ever since he died. It’s been over a year and I still haven’t gotten over it. Yeah, I can be happy, but at the end of the day, I cry myself to sleep knowing that my big brother won’t be here to say goodnight to me. That he won’t be here to make me smile.

“Oh, Jimmy . . . If only you knew how much I miss you . . .” I whispered to his grave. I knew he couldn’t hear me, but I needed to say that before I lost it. Well, now it was too late. I started to sob, burying my face into my hands.

The only comfort I got was the from the rain. It was the only affection I got in my time of need. I continued to sob, until I didn’t feel the rain anymore. I thought it had stopped raining, but I could still hear the sound of the rain drops greeting the ground with kisses.

I removed my hands from my face and noticed an umbrella was protecting me from the rain. I looked up and I saw Matt, or M. Shadows—which I always thought was a pretty awesome name—holding the umbrella over me.

“I thought I’d find you here.” He said softly with that dimpled smile that I adored so much.

I looked down. “I always come here to visit Jimmy,” I whispered. “I love him so much.”

Matt stayed silent for a while before he spoke, “Let’s go back to my place. We don’t want to catch a cold, do we?” He offered a hand to help me up and I accepted it.

The walk back to his place was silent. He knew that I was sad. He was used to this already; all the guys were. I’ve been like this ever since Jimmy died, and they all tried to comfort me, but it didn’t seem to work on me. Don’t get me wrong, I loved each and every one of them. Zacky, Brian, Johnny, and Matt were like my brothers; they were my family. Well, kind of. I’ve always had a thing for Matt and Jimmy knew about it, but I made him swear to secrecy.

I remember that Jimmy said that he was going to see Matt and me together one day, but now Jimmy will never be able to see it. Oh well, I didn’t think Matt liked me anyway.

We reached his house, and he opened the front door for me. I smiled weakly and walked into his living room.

I set myself on the couch and he sat next to me. He grabbed my hand, looking like he wanted to say something, but was having trouble.

“Trinity . . . I am worried about you.” He said after some time of silence.

“Why should you be worried?”

“I don’t like seeing you sad,” He said. “You don’t know how worthless I feel when I see you cry and I can’t do anything about it. I wish I could tell you everything is going to be okay, but it’s not. I can’t bring Jimmy back, and that makes me feel even worse.”

I stared in disbelief. He felt worthless and it was all because of me.

“I feel so bad because when Val and I broke up, you were there for me through all the depression and all the tears.” He continued. He looked at me in the eyes, on the verge of tears. “Now I can’t do the same for you. I can’t help you because I know I can’t ever bring Jimmy back.”