I waited until everyone had left and Mel was in bed. I closed the door and crossed the room to my bed. I sat in the center of it and thought for a moment. I closed my eyes and began trying to form the words that I wanted to speak. Finally, I figured out what I wanted to say.
"Jimmy, I know you are gone. But, I still feel you with me. Are you still here after all?" I asked quietly to the air. After several seconds of silence, I sighed. "Okay, well, whether or not you are here, I just feel like talking to you. Melody keeps talking to someone. Someone that I can't see. I think it's you. I hope it's you. I just... I really wish that I could talk to you too..."The wind blew, knocking a branch against the window. I closed my eyes, ready to give up. "Well, I guess I can't...."At that moment, the wind picked up and blew the windows open. A sound filled the room. It sounded like a voice being carried through the wind.
"Shay..."I felt my heart race. "I'm here." I blinked repeatedly.
"Okay, this is like a really trippy ghost story, "I muttered to myself. "Look, if it's you, please take a less dramatic entrance..."The wind stopped. I rolled my eyes, smiling to myself. I rested my head on my knees, unsure of what I was even doing. I felt the bed sink in and my heart began to race. Part of me wanted to see him. But, part of me was afraid that he didn't look...The same... I finally forced myself to look at him. First, I noted the "Fiction" tattoo, which sealed any doubt I had about who it was. I finally dragged my gaze to his face. His eyes were hollow and emotionless, but it was him.
"Jimmy..."I muttered to myself. He smiled faintly. I slowly raised one of my hands to his chest to assure myself that he was really there. My hand rested on his chest and, after I realized that he was a solid figure, I threw my arms around him. "I have missed you so much." He remained silent, but he put his arms around me as well. After a few minutes, I pulled away, wiping away the tears. "What happened?" He looked coldly into my eyes before averting his gaze from there. "Jimmy?"
"It was an accident, "he said just barely audibly. I furrowed my brows in worry.
"What do you mean?" I asked quietly.
"I didn't want to die. That wasn't my plan..."
"You had a plan?"
"I wanted to escape the pain. I didn't want to die."
"What are you talking about?"
"I didn't want to die, "he repeated. I turned to look into his eyes and saw that they had become completely black. I watched in worry as his eyes turned back to me. "It wasn't supposed to happen like that. I didn't want to die. Why didn't you stop me? I didn't want to die." His tone became harsher and I felt panicked. His grip on my wrist tightened and I heard myself scream.
"Let go!" I begged.
I felt someone shaking me gently and I awoke with a gasp. Melody was sitting next to me. I took shaky breaths as I tried to calm myself down.
"Mommy, what happened?" She asked in a small voice.
"Nothing, baby girl. I just had a really bad dream..."I muttered quietly.
"It was about Uncle Jimmy, wasn't it?" She asked quietly. I looked at her.
"How did you know?" I asked.
"Mommy, he won't hurt you... He loves you, "she said with a tiny smile. I nodded and wrapped my arms around her.
"Well, I love him too. You wanna stay in here with me?" I asked her. She nodded and I pulled the blanket over the two of us. After a little while, she fell asleep and I tried to get that nightmare out of my head.
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All Those Things I Still Remember
FanfictionSix years later: Melody had grown. My Chemical Romance had formed. The bands continued to rock. Mikey and I continued to love. And we all constantly made friends. There are just some things in life that nothing can prepare you for. And we were about...