My Best Friend Jimmy

I Can Arrange That.

The hold on my shoulder was finally released as I swatted at my face to get my hair out of my eyes. I stood upright and locked eyes with Amy. Her breathing was heavy and I had never seen a face so stricken with pure rage. She positioned herself so that I thought she was going to go after me again. There was no way I could hit her. I wouldn't. She was one of my friends. She was by no means a close friend, but a friend all the same. I was just hoping Jimmy would walk in and just take care of this all together and just defuse the situation.

She screeched out, "I knew it!" At this point, she was beginning to hysterically cry.

"Amy, please. Its not what you think. You didn't hear the rest of the conversation. I was telling Seth that--"

"That you love him?!" She turned to Seth with her fists clenched and she looked as if she was going to strangle him right then and there.

"I did tell him I loved him, but as a brother. We have known each other for a very long time and I consider Seth to be one of my best friends. Please. You need to believe me." I begged her.

"Yeah right. You know who else you considered to be your best friend? Jimmy. And look what you did there. You fucked him while he was still with Nancy and ruined their whole relationship!" She belted out at me.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Deep down, I knew she was just saying it because she was all worked up. But really, it stung and she knew it. I knew that a few people here and there didn't support my relationship with Jimmy, but I thought she knew the whole story and was one of the people that did support us.

 I didn't want anymore fucking drama. I was so tired of it. I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't be around it anymore, so I just walked right out as Jimmy was walking into the room. He stopped when he saw me rushing past him. He said something to me to the extent of what was going on, but I was too outraged to even listen.

"What the fuck happened?" Jimmy raised his voice. Seth just sat in his bed looking at his toes while Amy bitched Jimmy out. I could hear her shrill bitching voice cutting through the air like a fucking knife.

"You know what, Amy? I don't fucking care what you have to say about any of this. This whole thing is so immature and I'm not going to have any part of it and I'm sure as hell not going to allow Jess's name to be tainted by you. Talk to me when you regain your sanity." 

He left Amy standing there speechless again. He walked past her and have Seth a quick hug and silently walked out the door to come get me. I was just sitting on the ground with my body pressed against the bare, white walls of the hospital. He knelt down on one knee and got close to my face with a sympathetic look on his. I noticed he had less bandages on his neck now which probably meant that his graze was getting better. He looked both ways down the hallway, probably to see who had seen the drama that just went down. He rested his hand on my knee and half smiled at me. He lightly said, "Come on kid. Let's get you home. We'll go to our place. We'll maybe go to Lorne's later. Sound good?"

I nodded my head and gave a small smile back. He used his good arm and took my hand to help me up off of the ground. We walked down the hallway as one of his arms was wrapped around me and the other was dialing Charlie. We made it outside where the crowd of news reporters had dwindled, but were still waiting around for a story or for something to happen. We didn't know what the hell was going on because they absolutely saw us, but didn't do a damn thing. It was strange, but we definitely weren't complaining!

Charlie pulled up shortly after we walked out the doors of the hospital and drove us back to our apartment. We walked in the door and immediately went to the bedroom. I slipped off my shoes as Jimmy struggled to take his shirt off. I let out a muffled chuckle which he didn't hear and stood up to go help him take his shirt off. He was never able to sleep with a shirt on. That was not something that I objected. I finally got his shirt off and he collapsed right onto the bed. He let out a huge scream of pain as I walked back around to my side of the bed. I never even skipped a step as I peeled back the comforter and said, "Didn't think about that one, did ya?"