A/N: Hi! Thanks for clicking on this! I was listening to Make Up Your Mind/Catch Me I'm Falling from Next to Normal when I thought if this. Takes place around 21 Guns and Letterbomb…


"Johnny!"

As Johnny walked inside he saw that chick glaring at him. What was her name again? Oh, fuck it. It didn't matter.

"The name's Jimmy, bitch," he spat, "Saint Jimmy."

"No, Johnny, it's not," she said angrily, putting emphasis on his real name.

"Shut the fuck up!" he yelled.

"Johnny," she said seriously. "Listen to me."

She put her hands on his shoulders and forced him to sit down. She sat down beside him, cupped his face with her hands, and looked him right in the eyes.

"You are not Saint Jimmy. Saint Jimmy isn't real, Johnny."

"No!" he snapped. "You're wrong!"

"Actually, I'm right," she said, getting slightly impatient. "Johnny, you need to quit. This Jimmy vision is taking you over, I don't know you anymore!"

She started getting hysterical, and Johnny was actually starting to listen to her. Maybe she was right, maybe Jimmy wasn't as good as he seemed.

No.

A voice in the back of his head said. Jimmy.

Don't listen to her, Johnny.

Jimmy or Whatsername. Jimmy or Whatsername?

"Johnny, please," Whatsername started to beg. "Please, please, come back to me. Let me know you again."

I said don't listen to her, Johnny Cakes. She's just jealous of you and me.

Johnny didn't know what to think. Who would he choose?

"Make up your mind, Johnny. Get rid of Jimmy, or I'm gone," Whatsername said sternly.

"I…," Johnny was so confused. Whatsername did have a point. Maybe it was time to let Jimmy go.

No! No, Johnny don't let go!

He could feel Jimmy slipping away as he began to listen to Whatsername's pleas.

Catch me, Johnny; I'm falling faster than anyone should.

His brain was a mess. Who? Who? Who was he going to choose?

Catch me I'm falling.

"Please, Johnny, this is what's best for you!" she cried.

Catch me I'm falling for good.

Jimmy.

Catch me I'm falling.

Whatsername.

Please hear me calling.

Jimmy. Jimmy the Saint. Jimmy the sinner. Jimmy the rage, and Jimmy the love.

Catch me I'm falling.

Johnny caught him. He wouldn't let anyone stop him now, not even Whatsername. And then Johnny got up and left, yelling as he walked out the door,

"Saint Jimmy rules!"


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