St. Jimmy's Girlfriend, chapter 1

I waited patiently by the phone. I was worried. Jimmy hadn't called yet. I know I shouldn't be worried, but, it's just that Jimmy's been a little depressed lately. I'm afraid he'll hurt himself like last time. He slit his wrists.

We don't have kids. I never wanted any anyway. Jimmy did. Hey, I'm the one with the uterus, though. It's sort of my decision. Jimmy hated that. He loved kids. I guess he's always wanted to be the father his wasn't.

We didn't get married either. We just lived together. Neither of us wanted to get hitched, so, why bother? Jimmy did ask me about it from time to time though.

Finally, the phone rang. I was quick to answer it.
"Hello?" I said, hopefully. It wasn't Jimmy. It was Billie Joe. He sounded worried.
"Kaley," he said,"I...I don't really know how to say this, but..." He was crying.
"Billie?" I said, "Billie, what's wrong?"
"Jimmy's dead. He... he's killed himself, Kaley." I dropped the phone.
No... It couldn't be. He must have heard wrong. Jimmy... dead?

My fingers shook as I picked the phone back up. "Billie?" I said, quakily,"Is... is he really dead?"
"Yeah," he said, "He shot himself. They haven't found his body yet, though. It... it landed in the bay." I began crying. He can't be.

"Billie...," I said, "You have to be kidding. This needs to be a joke!" He didn't answer.
"You're... you're not kidding," I said.
"No," he spoke up, "No, Kaley. I'm not. Listen, why don't you come over to my house. Tre and Mike are already here."

I really didn't want to go. But, I felt I had no choice. He was just going to keep asking and asking until I said "yes." Billie was like that. Always poking at you. Just like he poked Jimmy to ask me out.

"Fine," I said. I hung up without even telling him "Thanks," or "Bye." I didn't want to. I didn't really want to talk to anyone right now. I just wanted to cry. I did. I ran to the bedroom that used to belong to me and Jimmy and flung myself onto the bed. I started bawling my eyes out. "Jimmy. How could you do this to yourself? You had friends, and, and family. And you had me. You had me Jimmy!" I yelled into the pillow.

The dog hopped on the bed and licked my foot. "Max!" I said, "Go away! I need to be alone right now." Max was a very obedient dog. He could do anything. I remember Jimmy taught him how to get a beer out of the fridge.

I smiled as I thought of it. No. I can't smile right now. Jimmy wouldn't want me to. Or would he? Yeah, I think he would. I think he would also want me to get out of the damn bed and go to Billie's. I decided that's what I would do and went to Billie's.