I would not cry. I refused to cry. Yet as I tried to hold it in, the tears began to fall, as hard and as fast as Niagra Falls. I looked around. It was still so hard to believe that just last week, me and the boys had been hanging out with Jimmy, having so much fun, and now it was over. HE was over. I felt Syn squeeze my shoulder, as if I was a little boy that needed consoling. That gave me strength. I straightened my red bowtie, and walked, walked with a confidence I didnt feel, all the way up to the podium, where I cleared my throat and began to speak about the Rev. "The Rev wa-is my best friend. I say is because I know that he will be with us forever, in heart, spirit, and mind." A few people in the audience, maybe not the kind I was used to, but an audience all the same, choked up. I had no idea what to say, and to be honest, I was winging it. "Jimmy was the best drummer and friend that you could find anywhere, and I know that all of us here today, and all of our fans around the world, will grieve with us today, tomorrow, for the rest of their lives." I was about to break now, and I decided to stop now, or have a breakdown right there on the podium. "I love you Jimmy Sullivan!" I wailed, and fled off the stage.

Notes

OK, most of these chapters will be short, but I will probably have 2nd chapters for each of the guys!!! please enjoy. Writing this made me want to cry, but I wont. FoREVer!!!! <33333