Its Jimmy Novels & Stories

Jameson asked him with concern, “Jimmy, how are you feeling now? Do you feel any better than you did before?” Jimmy nodded gently and truthfully replied, “I feel much better overall. The pain in my body has also improved a lot. Daddy, does this mean I don’t have to die anymore?” Jameson grabbed his hand, nodded heavily, and choked up as he said, “Don't worry, Jimmy, you won't die. You'll live a long and healthy life. I promise!”

If being around him makes her happy, then I’ll let it be. “Okay, Grandma.” ****** JIMMY I can’t tell how long I’ve been like this, sitting inside my car, parked outside Montana’s gate. It feels like I’ve lost a second part of me. When Irish said, “I love you, Jimmy Wellington,” it took all the self-control in the world not to kiss her. I hit my head on the steering wheel, trying to relieve the anger. Earlier this morning, when Kim called to see me, I figured things were about to change, and I was right.

A doubting Thomas. “The dickhead.” Jimmy gnashed his teeth. “I swear to God, his gonna regret ever messing with me.” “Uh huh. Whatcha gonna do?” Jimmy looked far off. In thoughts. “Screw him up.”

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

Jimmy's hair is messy, his eyes are bloodshot and fierce, fur grows all over his body, and his nails look more like claws. That explains the marks on the hospital wall that Sarah saw. Infront of Sarah, he tore the last piece of his clothes and once again wants to attack Sara but Simon is in between them. "Jimmy! What happened to you? Don't you remember me?" Sarah asks, almost pleading. Without Simon, Jimmy could have easily hurt her or worse it could have easy killed her.

The right person saw it at the right time and offered me a deal I couldn’t refuse. “And who is this?” Her eyes go behind me to Jim. “Hi,” Jim says, offering his hand to shake. “I’m Jim. Jacob’s friend.” He is Jacob’s friend. It’s not a lie. But for some reason his words make me feel all stabby. What is up with me today? I must be PMSing hard. We talk with Mrs. Miller for a bit before getting the things on Mom’s list. Jim carries two heavy bags of feed out to the car like it’s nothing. I open the door for him and step aside.

Still, i needed more answers. I stared at Jimmy, he looked back at me and winked. I could not help but smile. He really knew how to get to me. “So where did you go?” I asked, waiting for him to lie to me. But his answer shook me to the core because I wasn’t expecting it yet. “Truth is, I am actually gay.” Jimmy said.