Jimmy’s P.O.V.
There was no reason to get up, at all. It was already noon and I was laying here on my bed looking up at the ceiling feeling nothing at all. I didn’t feel if I was hot, cold, in between, hungry or even if I have to go to the bathroom. There was nothing left inside of me. My soul was dead, just like my best friend and my baby sissy. Mom and dad heard the news since Matt told everyone and they were heart broken and wanted to see me today but there was no way in heck I was leaving this bed. I didn’t want to live my dream anymore, there was no dream without Brian.
I turned onto my side and looked and saw the digital numbers of my alarm clock staring back at me. I was laying there watching it, thinking about those times with Brian, when we would stay the night at each other’s places. Always creating some type of havoc with our friends and neighbors, sneaking out for a smoke or a drink at the park. He was gone, I didn’t want him gone, I didn’t want anyone gone. I remembered all them times I yelled at him, cussed him out for getting my sister pregnant and for going behind my back.
I gripped onto my pillow and cried into it, screaming to him that I was sorry. That I didn’t mean anything, I was just mad. I could never hate Brian, ever. Why was I so stupid to do something like this? Why did I have to be such an over protective jerk to them? He was in love and I didn’t see it because I had never been in such a thing. Sure I thought I was before but I wasn’t, it was lust and she would go off and cheat on me anyways. So, what the hell?
My phone rang on the nightstand and I just stared at it. Whoever it was they weren’t going to talk to me. Who knows I would probably break down crying again. I wasn’t moving from my bed, if it was so important then they could come and get me.
But I was really sick of it ringing so I reached out and got it and saw that it was my dad. He was the last person that I wanted to talk to. He was going to say how he was sorry about sissy and all of that. He probably would of wished that he was there with me. I was the only one at the hospital when my sister passed which just made everything worse, to me that is.
“Hi,” I said. I sounded like crap. I didn’t even say what I usually said to me dad. I was dead, I was broken into a thousand pieces and there was no way I was going to ever recover from this, I was scared for life.
“Hey son,” My father said, not in the usual chipped tone that he had, “How are you feeling?” He asked me. What kind of question was that? I wasn’t alright, I was never going to be alright again. I didn’t say anything but he pretended that I did, “Me and your mom want you to come and stay with us Jimmy,” My father told me.
I knew that my parents didn’t want me to be alone together and they didn’t want me dead no one wanted me dead. Besides, I think it would be better to be with my parents right now then alone in this house. They can help me deal with all of this, we were family, we needed to stay together.
“Alright,” I whispered.
“Good, we will be there in a while to help you back baby boy,” He said. I could hear the faint smile on his face as he told me.
“I love you dad,” I said sitting up from bed.
“We love you too Jimmy, so much,” He said. We said our good-byes and I started to pack.
Ruby’s P.O.V.
Sweet state of California were it was way warmer then Alaska and where I had felt more exited then anything. I was going to see my best friend who I haven’t talked to for a long time and my other friend Elly. Katie had told me that she had moved here just recently and that I should visit her sometime. We didn’t really talk much after that, she told me that she was busy and such which I could understand.
“Ruby!” I heard someone shout. I looked through the crowds of people and I saw a girl with a big smile on her face waving me over to her. Elly was Katie’s best friend and Katie introduced me to her before online and Elly was my Christian friend that helped me through things.
“Hey!” I said and hugged her tight but there was this feeling over her which made me feel kind of weird like something happened before I came here. I pulled away and smiled to her and she smiled back at me.
“Ready?” She asked me. I nodded, grabbing my luggage and she helped me to the car and set my things down into the trunk. We didn’t really talk much, her just asking me how my flight was and all of that but after that, it was really quiet. I knew that this wasn’t Elly, she seemed so happy and interactive and seeing her look numb made my hurt as well.
“Is everything alright?” I asked her. She looked to me then back at the road and nodded.
“Yeah, everything is just fine,” She said and then didn’t talk to me again. What in the world was going on?
We pulled up to a fairly big house and she turned off the ignition and sat there looking at the steering wheel for a long while.
“When will I see Katie?” I asked her. She looked at me and then back at the steering wheel and that’s when I saw tears in her eyes. Did I say something bad? What did I say?
“Elly w-”
“She’s dead,” She whispered. I looked at her with my jaw dropped. No…Katie can’t be dead. She has to be alive! I came to see her! I came to see my best friend, my sister from another mister. She….no….
“Your lying,” I blurted to her. She looked at me with tears streaming down her face.
“Why would I lie to you about something like this?” She asked me. I knew that she wasn’t but I didn’t want to believe her. Here I am finally wanting to meet my best friend and she was gone? What happened anyways?
I got out of the car and grabbed my things from the trunk and let myself into her house and found a guest room and slammed the door shut sitting on my bed wondering if I was in a reality or if this was all just a dream.