While Im Gone, Everything Will Be Alright (Jimmy Sullivan)

Each Day I'm in Hell

Ok so finally I finished this chap! I wrote it three times and erased it twice so I hope third times the charm. Thanks to Tiff!!!!!! She inspired me with this chap!!! Thanks so much!!

I hope you all like this chap! I'm not as happy with it but please tell me what you think!!!

With out further delay then!!!! Here is the next chap!

Enjoy!!!!!!!

***Zacky's POV***

I sat watching the tv hoping that, one of these god damn shows would take me away from this hell hole.

Brian sat sulking in the chair beside me. I rolled my eyes to myself. Why they fuck is he sad now?

As I heard foot steps coming down the stairs I glanced over seeing Johnny running his hand threw his hair.

"Great job Bri" he glared at Brian.

"I didn't do anything" I watched Bri stand up, heading right for Johnny. Not again......

"you must have fucking done something! Why else would she run away from us!!" Johnny shoved his finger against bri's chest.

"I don't know!!! I just asked her to play the guitar! Then she freaked" Bri yelled back at Johnny.

Fuck! What is with these two lately? They have been all over each other.

"Both of you just shut up, you are acting like children" I stood up walking, getting closer to both of them. "maybe she ran away because she wanted to get away from us.... Get away from you guys and your bull shit"

They looked at each other, not saying another word. Bri sat back down in his chair, and Johnny took off out the front door.

I shrugged it off, but I'm keeping an eye on those two for now. We defiantly don't need Brian throwing Johnny out a window, over linds.

I hopped over the couch, sitting down, flipping threw the channels aimlessly.

"what was that all about" Tiff asked as she walked past me and towards the stairs.

" your guess is as good as mine" I shrugged.

As the commercials on the tv played, I started to zone out thinking.

Why the fuck is she still that upset? We loved Jimmy just as much as she did, and we aren't crying over him any more. Mainly because we knew Jimmy wouldn't want to be morned.

Every god damn day was like walking on egg shells around her. Its starting to get fucking old. If all she is going to be is a constant reminder of jimmy's death.... Then I don't want her here anymore.

I looked up at the ceiling. "Sorry Jimmy but it's true" I said to myself. I want to stop morning you, I want to celebrate you Jimmy. Celebrate you the way you should be celebrated!!

Right then I decided, I needed to figure out what was wrong. Something obviously is, and I want to know.

I stood up heading for the kitchen. I grabbed two shot glasses and some vodka.

The annoying ringing of the phone stopped me though. I set everything down sighing as I went to answer it.

"hello" I asked as I started to play with my snake bits

"Zacky? I thought this was Matt's.... Nevermind" a girl rambled on, which made me smile.

"Julia?" I smiled

"the one and only Zacky! I'm just calling to see how Linds is?" she asked, her voice quivered in worry.

"she could be better.... It's a day by day basis with her, some days are better then others."

"oh... Do you think she'd mind if I came to visit?" I smiled to myself.

"Julia your her cousin, of course she'll love seeing you."

"ok thanks Zacky! I'll see you in a couple days ok" she breathed out a sigh of relief " bye Zacky, love you" I heard the phone go dead.

I quickly hung the phone up, and I grabbed the vodka again. Maybe that's just what linds needs to get out of this depressed state.

Julia is her only cousin, and when those two get together. Watch out everyone! Those two are the craziest people alive, I think they were crazier then Jimmy sometimes, and that's saying something!

Soon I found myself at her door, I could hear music blaring as I slowly opened the door. The room was dark since the blinds were shut.

"Each day I'm in hell, everyone can tell by the look on my face,

Not one day goes by that I don't wonder why I don't believe its fate." I sighed hearing the song. God she needed to stop with all this depressing shit.

I turned of the music and I sat on the bed next to where she was laying.

"Can we talk?" I asked, her head moved up from her pillow to look at me. "I brought vodka..."

She sat right up when I said that. She quickly grabbed the vodka from my hand, and took a couple of sips.

"what do you want to talk about Zacky?" this was the first time I exactly saw her up close in awhile. She looked like hell, her eyes red, dark circles under her eyes. Not to mention, she looks like she's just skin and bones.

"I want to know what's wrong? Why are you so upset about Jimmy, you know he would never want you to do this" I watched as she played with her necklace, which was just a chain with a ring on it. The ring Jimmy gave her....

Her eyes, traveled to the ground. We sat in complete silence. I could tell she was fighting with herself, over something.

"Just fucking tell me Linds.... Let me at least understand whats going on?" her eyes looked up into mine, I could tell she was trying not to cry.

"It....it's my fault" she dropped her head in her hands. Her fault?? " if I went home earlier I could have saved him.... I could have done something"

Oh fucking hell. I closed my eyes feeling like a complete dick head. I thought she was just being over emotional. No, she thinks it's her fault that Jimmy's dead.

"he asked me to go out with him that night.... If I did, I could have...have done something." I pulled her against me, laying her head against my shoulder.

"it's not your fault linds, pleasedon't think that." I rubbed her back gently as I held her. No wonder she fucking looked like hell.

"Zacky I was his girlfriend! I should have been there.... I should have..... Not let him die alone" my eyes shut as I held her. Why didn't we see this earlier. We are all complete ass holes.

She ran because she didn't want to hurt us anymore.....

" look at me" I pulled her face up so her eyes locked with mine. " this isn't your fault, and it never will be your fault. Do you understand me?" I shook her a little, but all she did was nod.

I moved us over, and I laid us on the bed. I pulled her down so her back was against my chest. I was trying my best to help her now.

"thanks.... Zacky" she whispered. I smiled to myself and pulled her closer.

"you've been living with this since you found him haven't you?"

"yes...."

"we'll now that I know. Just come to me now, instead of running off and scaring the shit out of us" I laid there with her, I felt like I was more connected with Linds now. Like I now knew what the root of the problem was, so I had the best chance to fix it.

That is exactly what I'm going to try and do. It's time for her to start living life again. Frankly I wanted the old Linds back, the girl who laughed and loved life. The one who could take jokes, then throw them right back in your face.

Even if I couldn't help, I know I tried at least. If Jimmy saw her like this, It would have broke his heart. So I had to do this.... If not for myself, for Jimmy.