Death and All His Friends

I knew I was dreaming, which was odd. It was the night of December 26 and Jimmy and I were talking in bed.
"Thank you, Natalie, for being the best wife a man could have,"
"Thank you for being the best husband,"
He grinned and rolled on top of me and I giggled like a kid, connecting our lips together. He took off my sleep shirt, smiling like a kid in a candy shop. His hands fell on my breasts and I reached up and took his shirt off. He began kissing down my neck and softly nibbling on my collarbone. I reached for his boxers and he reached for my underwear, both coming off in an awkward process. He pressed our bodies together and he whispered an I love you, that I returned. He lifted my hips up and slowly slid into me, tightening his grip on my hips and going slow.
"You okay?" I nodded and he picked up the pace and began kissing me again. Later, we fell asleep in a tangled mess and that would the last time I told him I loved him.
I jumped awake, hoping Jimmy would be by my side, sadly I was alone. Or was I? The boys' voices floated upstairs so I grabbed some shorts, throwing them on as I walked down the stairs.
"Oh hey, sleeping beauty," Matt gave me a dimpled smile, I'll admit it was comforting.
"Hi," I said softly, plopping down next to Johnny on the sofa.
"Michelle and I broke up, so you don't have to be scared to come around, y'know," Brian said.
"I'm sorry, Bri," I frowned.
"Nah, it was going to happen sooner or later,"
"So, what are you guys up to?"
"We just wanted to check up on you and Jamie,"
"We're okay, she's just squirming right on my bladder,"
"Can I feel," Zacky asked.
"Mhm, come here," I nodded, pulling up the shirt and placing his hand next to my belly button.
"That's amazing," he said, cracking a smile.
Soon, all the guys were feeling Jamie movie and she freaked out when Matt or Brian talked, probably due to their lower voices. We all sat laughing and talking about how wee were in trouble if she was anything like Jimmy. This felt okay, maybe I should let them stay.

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