Help Me

It felt like it had only been fucking seconds. I opened my eyes and just like I had asked, the first person I see is Evelyn, who was sitting on top of the scratchy sheet that covered me, in between my open legs with a small burger in front of her, stuffing a fry into her mouth.

"What are you doing there," I asked, a small smile on my face.
"Jimmy," Evelyn gasped, clearly fighting the urge to bounce up.
"Oh Jim-, I mean, Mr. Sullivan is awake," a nurse said from beside the bed.
I laughed, "You're a fan?"
The nurse nodded and blushed. "I'm sorry," she said. "If you ask me to be informal, I can't."
"No worries," I chuckled. "But if you can find a marker and something for me to sign, I can give you an autograph. No need to say anything to anyone."
"Pen and paper right here," she giggled.

I signed a small paper she had folded in her pocket, then snapped a picture with her on her phone, then she took one of Evelyn, and explained all the post operation bullshit to me.
"Hey," she said before turning to leave. "It's really cool to see you do this for her. Especially from someone of your status, brings a little faith back."
I looked back to Evelyn who was still munching on her fries, staring at the wall behind me intently.

"Where are Brian and Matt," I asked her.
"Fatty Matty went to the potty. Bri went back to the store to get some more food," she said.

We sat there for a moment, quietly, and I watched Evelyn fidget and eat her fries. It just had to be one of the cutest things I'd ever seen... Just then, I began to feel a slight discomfort just above my ass.

"Jimmy?"
I looked up to see Evelyn staring at my face. "What's up baby girl," I asked.
"You're making a funny face," she said.
"I know," I said, growing more and more uncomfortable with each passing second.
Just then, Matt walked in with Brian.
"Hey," Brian said loudly. "You okay, Jim?"
"I, I think so," I said hesitantly. "I feel kind of weird."
Matt's face went grim, and Brian practically jumped to my side and pushed a button on the bed rail. Not two minutes later, the nurse that was here when I woke up was back.
"Is everything okay," she asked.
"Yeah, everything's fine," I told her, rolling my eyes at Brian.
"No, it's not," he hissed at me. "He just finished telling us that he felt weird."
The nurse went to look at the machines I was hooked up to. "Everything's fine, actually," she said, turning back to us. "What's the matter?"
"My ass hurts," I said seriously. Why beat around the bush, right?
"Uhm," the nurse looked to Matt and Brian, almost for help. "What?"
"That's what's wrong with me," I laughed. "But the doc just finished drilling two big ass holes in my bone, so Brian calm down bro."

Just as I said that though, the pain intensified like crazy. I grunted and bit my lip to keep from freaking Evelyn out.
"Wh-what time is it," I asked.
"Like 7 o'clock," Matt told me, taking Evelyn off of the bed.
"Okay, call Zack and Johnny," I told him. "I want to go home."
"No," Brian interjected. "You can't go home yet, right?" Brian turned to the nurse, but she was no help for him.
"He can, actually," she said. "I've already had your discharge papers ready. I can give you a wheelchair-"
"Nope! I will not use a wheelchair," I shouted in a weird voice. "I refuse." I swung my legs over the side of the bed, slower than I intended and grunted loudly because of the pain shoot up my back from the holes that were drilled into my fucking hip!
“No, sir,” the nurse said quickly coming towards me. “I have to get you a wheelchair. At least for you to get to the car.”
“Fine, fine,” I hissed. “This fucking hurts already. I just want to get home lay down.”

After signing some more paper and being sat down in one of those God awful wheelchairs, we were finally home after one of the absolute longest car rides of my life. Despite the fact that Evelyn was obviously too small to sit in front, she switched spots with Matt so that he could sit with me throughout the complications of the ride.
Once we were home, Zack and Johnny’s cars were already outside, so Brian took Evelyn inside then came back out to help Matt take me out of the car. These guys were such pains in my ass. Or was that because of the huge fucking needle?

“Guys, I can do this,” I said rolling my eyes. “It might be like this for a few days, or a couple weeks even. I have to get used to it.”
“The fuck do you mean ‘get used to it’ Jimmy,” Matt snapped and stopped to look right into my eyes. “That shit was intense as fuck dude. Don’t you understand what they did in there?”
I rolled my eyes again. “Come on Matt,” I whined. “It’s a couple of days versus that little girl’s fucking lifetime! Dude, you know that this is shit I’ve always been wanting to do, and that kid is a Goddamn victim. She shouldn’t be living like that man. She’s just a baby.”
“I understand that Jimmy,” he said. “But your heart! You have a problem too man, and if you aren’t careful, you can fuck up too! Anesthesia is not a joke, especially when it comes down to that.”
“Jimmy, Matt has a point man,” Brian cut in. “You have to be careful too. I mean, we all like Evelyn too. She’s fucking amazing, but what if-,”
“Don’t fucking say it, Brian,” I hissed. “I know what can and can’t happen, but don’t go there. That’s the whole point of me doing this. So that little girl and her mother have something to fucking hope for.”

The guys looked at each other for a moment, then went back to helping me inside. We dropped the subject. It wasn’t something that I really wanted to talk about, and Zack and Johnny didn’t seem to mind it. We filled them in on the events of the day and that was that. While the guys hung out, I sat there writhing, but tried playing it off for the sake of Evelyn as she decided to cater to me. She really was a good kid. I just really hope she can get through this bullshit.


~Abigail’s Point of View~
I just got off the phone with Serenity, who I hadn’t seen in almost two days because she had decided on one day to stay home while Tiffani and I went out, then a trip to the ER had to be made, then she was called into work today. Tiff and I had expected to see her and Evelyn there at home, but instead we were greeted by a strange car with Serenity’s in absence. A babysitter? Nope. Just a car and an empty house. So I called Serenity to find out what was going on. Jimmy was taking care of Evelyn and had her all day while she went to school and worked. That girl needed to take a fucking break for real!

Fortunately, she had given me Jimmy’s number so that I could call and check up on Evelyn, so before an extremely worried Tiffani could ask any questions, I dialed Jimmy’s number and waited, trying to calm myself. I was so worried.
“Auntie Abby?”
I let out a sigh of the greatest relief. I was so damn freaked out, not to mention surprised at the fact that she actually remembered my phone number. We worked so hard trying to get her to memorize it!
“Evelyn,” I asked worriedly. “What are you doing? Are you okay? Wha-,”
“I’m painting Jimmy,” she said excitedly. “Don’t worry. I’m okay. Jimmy’s taking care of me.”
In the background, I heard the voices of a bunch of men, a few times they would cuss and then apologize to Evelyn.
“Can I talk to him, mama,” I asked her. “I need to ask him something.”
“Okay,” she said. “But you better be nice to him. He was at the doctors!”
Okay, that is NOT good!
“Hello?”
“What does she mean, ‘at the doctor’? Aren’t you supposed to be taking care of her?!” I didn’t mean to blow up, but what the fuck?!
“Hey man, you need to calm your shit. You called me, remember? I should be asking why you called. I can easily hang the fuck up on you,” Jimmy snapped, only further pissing me off. “Evelyn is fine. I told her mother that I would take care of her, and that is exactly what I am fucking doing. Don’t call me telling me shit. If you were going to act this ugly about it, you could have taken her. Now, I was at a donation clinic. I donated for Evelyn while my brothers watched her. She’s been fed, she’s entertained, and my sister in law just walked in the door with clothes for Evelyn to borrow so she can be bathed. Is there anything fucking specific you called for, or not?”

“Look, I’m sorry.” I honestly felt like shit, but who wouldn’t be worried. “I didn’t mean to go off, but that kid is everything to me! Serenity completely forgot to tell me what was going on. She just fucking told me about the blood transfusion last night, and I had yet to talk to her or my Goddamn niece. That’s our world you’ve got at your house, and if anything were to fucking happen to her-,”
“And you think I don’t fucking know that,” he growled. “You think I did this shit for nothing? I’m sitting here with two holes in my ass for this same little kid we’re talking about here. I understand! And you need to understand that also. I’m not dicking you around, or anyone else for that matter. If Serenity didn’t tell you anything, I am sorry. But she’s fucking tired, she busy as Hell, and she needed a fucking break. That’s why Evelyn is here with me, and I don’t give a fuck what happens, or who I’m talking to, or who says what. If I step in, it’s for a damn reason, okay? Evelyn is fine, and that’s because she is with me. If Serenity is fine with it, you should be too. This kid is fucking happy.”
“Jimmy?” The silence on the other line that was broken by Evelyn’s voice completely stopped me from opening my mouth again.
“I’m sorry baby,” he told her. “You’re auntie and I are just talking okay? Everything is fine.”
“My tummy hurts now,” she said back.
“Okay, go to the potty and I’ll be there in a bi-,”
“You sure Jim? I can take her,” another man’s voice said.
“No,” Jimmy grunted loudly. “I’ve got her. Look, I’ve got to go, okay? I’ll call you tomorrow, or whenever Serenity comes to get Evelyn. Is that fine?”
“Yeah, that’s good,” I sighed, rubbing my forehead. “Just… Just be careful with her okay? I’m sorry. I just got worried. It’s been almost two days, and I always at least hear her voice once every day. It’s the only way I can end it.”
Jimmy was quiet for a moment, then he answered. “It’s okay,” he said softly. “I get you. Don’t even sweat it man. I gotta go though. Lil’ Bit is waiting for me. I’ll have her call you before she goes to sleep though, okay?”
Tears fell down my cheeks. It wasn’t until now that I realized just how worried I really was.
“Yeah, okay,” I sniffed, still a little angry.
“Alright then” he said. “I’ll talk to you later.”
And he hung up.

“Are you okay,” Tiffani asked me.
“Yeah,” I said quietly. “I was just so fucking worried.”
Tiff grabbed my hand and squeezed it. “I know,” she mumbled. “But don’t worry. It sounds like she’s in good hands.”
I nodded. “I’m just so afraid that something will happen to her, and I won’t know,” I sobbed. “When she got sick, I was living with Josh back in Texas, and she was so scared. Serenity was dealing with doctors and hospitals, and struggling with bills and money, so she was alone. I didn’t even know, Tiff. I didn’t know, and it hurts knowing that I wasn’t there for her.”

Tiffani let me cry for a good while, until I heard a key hit the lock.

Notes

Sorry I haven't been updating at all, but work is finally slowing down a whole bunch so now I've got a lot more time to write! Thanks for waiting!!:)