After a few drinks and some shots, everyone headed home. Tippi drove Becca back to her house and parked in the driveway.

“Are you sure you don't wanna stay at my place?”
“I'm sure,” Becca smiled. “I just wanna be in my own bed.”
“Okay.”

Tippi gave Becca a look, but Becca just brushed it off and smiled at her.

“I'll see you soon.”
“Yeah.”

Becca grabbed her purse and headed up her driveway. She turned to wave to Tippi, but her car was already gone.

“Oh...”

Confused, Becca grabbed her keys from her purse and unlocked her door. She flicked the light switch on and closed the door, locking it behind her. She set her purse on the shelf and kicked her shoes off, setting them next to a pair of Jimmy's shoes that she hadn't touched since he passed. Everything of Jimmy's was in the same exact place as it was the day before he died. She wanted everything exactly where it was just so she could feel that he was still there with her. There was only one thing of Jimmy's that Becca moved from where it was and that was his hoodie. Becca wore it when she was cold, when she missed Jimmy, or just when she wanted to smell him again. She missed Jimmy's scent. Not only that but she missed his smile, his laugh, the way he whispered to her when she had a nightmare, the sensation of his hands on her skin, his crystal blue eyes. All of it.

She sat on the couch and held a picture of them together in her hand. She wished every night that he was still there. She wished she didn't have to walk into their bedroom to see him lying there lifeless. She wished she were there to stop him from taking his meds. He was too drunk to realize what he was doing and that's why he was gone. If Becca hadn't been working that night, he'd still be there because she would have known he had been drinking. Becca knew the risks of taking any prescription with alcohol. She wished she had been given that day off because the love of her life would still be there.

“I miss you so much,” she whispered softly as a tear dripped down her face and landed on the picture.

She set it back in its place and pulled her knees to her chest. All Becca wanted was to be with Jimmy again. To just die so she could see his face. She knew she couldn't attempt anything because the guys would stop her and so would Tippi. She remembered the promise Tippi made her make. That if she were to have any thoughts of suicide or wanting to die, to call her so she could come over and comfort her. Becca sniffled and got up from the couch to grab her phone from her purse. She clicked on Tippi's number and let it ring. She answered after a couple rings.

“Hello?”
“T-Tippi?” Becca whimpered.
“Becca? What's wrong?”
“Please come over? I-I need you.”
“I'll be right there.”

She quickly hung up, so Becca put her phone back and sat back down in the living room. She avoided looking at the picture again because she knew she'd break down. Tippi arrived after ten minutes and buzzed in. Becca got up and went to the speaker system by the door.

“Tip?” She sniffled.
“Yes it's me.”
“Okay.”

Becca opened the gates to her property and watched as Tippi drove up the driveway. Tippi quickly got out of her car and ran up the walkway. Becca opened the door and let her in.

“What's wrong?”
“I just miss Jimmy is all. I wanna die,” she sobbed.

Tippi grabbed her and pulled her into a tight hug.

“No. No dying. I need you. You're my best friend who I love more than anything.”
“I know. I love you too.”

Tippi bit her lip because she meant it in an entirely different way than Becca. She knew Becca was in love with Jimmy, but she also knew that Becca had a small thing for her. They'd hooked up once in the past, but then Becca met Jimmy and everything changed. Tippi didn't hate Jimmy for it. She could never hate him. Jimmy was the type of guy that you couldn't hate. He didn't know the girls had a thing before the guys came around. She wished she had just came out to Becca entirely about her true feelings. Perhaps Becca still remembered what they had, but only at the back of her mind. Maybe she had to be reminded. But could Becca move on so quickly? Becca was the type that believed it took many years to move on after losing your partner. Perhaps Tippi could change her mind.

“Let's just go to sleep, yeah? Sleep will help you forget the bad thoughts.”
“Okay. I guess that works.”

Tippi gave her a smile and led her up to the bedroom.

“I'll sleep in the guest bedroom if you'd like.”
“No don't leave me,” Becca whimpered.

Tippi nodded and sat on the bed.

“I'll sleep on your side so you can sleep where Jimmy slept.”

Becca nodded and laid on Jimmy's side of the bed. Tippi laid next to her and pulled her into her arms.

“Cuddles? Like old times?”

Becca grinned and nodded, laying her head on Tippi's chest. Becca loved having Tippi around. She didn't know what she'd do without her. She missed the love they used to share. Perhaps they could love like they used to before.

Notes

Hey guys! Like I said on my other fic, I'll be away for a few days so I won't be able to update. I'll be back around Wednesday, so I'll update then. :) Hope you guys are enjoying the fic so far! Don't worry, there will be Bratt in the next chapter. :)