My eyelids fluttered open. My head was resting on Jimmy’s chest with his arms wrapped around me. I lifted my head and smiled to myself, I wanted to stay in this position forever, but I had to pee.

I tried to get up without waking Jimmy up, but that failed when I felt his arm around my waist. “What are you doing?” He mumbled half of his face buried into the pillow.

“I gotta piss like a racehorse.” Jimmy let go of my waist and I thanked the good Lord I didn’t piss myself running to the bathroom that conjoined his bedroom. “You don’t pee when you first get up?” I asked, trying to make something of a conversation.

“Because I don’t?” Jimmy muttered in reply as I rolled my eyes.

“Okay, Mr. I-don’t-pee-when-I-first-wake-up-like-normal-people-do.” I laugh lightly, flushing the toilet and walking over to the sink so I could wash my hands.

“Well, whoever said I was ‘normal’ was dead wrong,” Jimmy smirked making me roll my eyes as I carried on laughing.

“I guess you’re right.” I told him, drying my hands off on a towel and running back to the bed, all but kneeing Jimmy in the gut.

“Sorry!” I bit down on my lip.

“No worries.” Jimmy said, flashing me a grin, he leaned down and kissed my forehead. A smile crossed my face as I snuggled back to his chest.

If this was heaven, I sure as fuck didn’t wanna know hell.


I didn’t know what time it was, but I knew it was late in the afternoon. It didn’t really matter to me as long as I was warm in Jimmy’s arms.

All too soon, that warmth was gone; my head hit the pillow, so I knew Jimmy probably moved my head so he could get up, to do whatever he needed to do. I was hungry, but I really didn’t want to leave the warmth of the bed.

“Evan,” Jimmy called my name, gently shaking my shoulder.

I opened my eyes, blinking a couple of times before lifting my head off the pillow. “Whaddya want?” I asked, rubbing my hand across my face, trying to get the sleepiness out.

“Come on Evan, it’s almost noon.” I sat up, holding the blanket to my bare chest. I think Jimmy knew why I was hiding my chest and threw me one of his shirts. I quickly put it on before I decided to climb out of bed.

I rummaged through the pile of clothes I had on the floor before I grabbed a pair of underwear, jeans and a black tank top. I’d find something to go over after I got out of the shower.


I walked downstairs, my wet hair clinging to my neck. I had found a black and grey shirt to wear over the tank top.

Jimmy was in the living room, some show was blaring through the speakers. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a soda from the fridge before I headed back into the living room and sat down in Jimmy’s lap. Not even spilling the soda.

“Is there something you wanna tell me?” Jimmy asked, I rested my head on his shoulder and balanced the soda on my knee.

“Hmmm… I love you?” I asked, taking a sip of soda. I set it on the coffee table, snuggling up closer to Jimmy. I felt him kiss the top of my head and a smile split across my face.

“Well, then I guess I love you too.” Jimmy replied.

I think if my smile got any bigger, I’d be sporting a Chelsea Smile. A knock on the door interrupted us, I groaned and rolled my eyes, I really didn’t want to get up.

Jimmy patted my leg and I got up, looking like a newborn giraffe because my legs decided they were going to get tangled. “Shit.” I muttered as Jimmy walked out of the living room, laughing to himself over me. The person knocked again and Jimmy yelled for the person to hold on.

“Hello?” Jimmy asked, opening the door. I was less than a few feet behind him. I was really curious to see who this was.

“Is Evan here?” A raspy voice asked, I felt my blood run cold and I froze to my spot.

Oh no, dear God no..

The raspy voice was the voice that haunted my dreams, and created my nightmares.

It was Kale.