Hey everyone! Sorry I never finished my fanfic 'The Ghost Of You,' I just didn't have enough time, and my computer kept screwing up! Stupid computers...

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Thinking About Him

I used to be the smartest kid in Retroville, even smarter than most of the adults! But then he had to move here from Ohio and ruin it all for me! I mourned about Neutron as I sat out side in the cold. Without a jacket. He never helped me if I needed it either. He would always point at me and laugh. It hurt me on the inside, but I let it brush past me on the outside. Like I was putting my emotions through the paper that my heart had become now. That's what I used to think about him, before I came to appriciate him more. After it happened is when I started feeling strong emotions for him. Then it was a little too late. He was gone. But I guess I shouldn't think about him all the time. I mean, what's the use now, if he's already...gone...

If you're wondering what's going on, I'll tell you. I hope you don't mind if I have emotional breakdowns all the way through it, though.

It was a cold, wintery night like this one, about a week of two ago. I was driving my new car home for Christmas break, and I was alone. Libby and Sheen were meeting at the Candy Bar, so I was excluded. I am all the time lately. It's like nobody cares about me. But anyways, I was driving, and I hit a tiny slick spot. I held total control of the car though, so I was fine. Until I saw the headlights and heard the crunching of metal. I stopped the car quickly and ran to the other car that had just ran off the road and into a ditch. The back of the car was crushed, for it had hit a tree when it slid somehow, but the front was fairly ok.

I opened the car door with all my strength, and the reality of the person in the car was just as scary as the actual crash. I looked into the blue eyes of the genius. The boy genius, who wasn't really a boy anymore, who was now pinned inside his car. He looked at me with a suprised look on his face.

"C-cindy...what're you doing here?" He said sounding out of breath andhad a pained expression on his face.

"I was in the car in front of you Jimmy. Don't talk, you're wasting your energy." He just looked at me again.

"I'll go get my purse, ok? I'll be right back." I ran to my car to get my purse.

I rummaged through it, looking for my cell phone, when I remembered that Libby had it for some new ring tone she was getting me for Christmas.

"Dammit!" I went back to Jimmy.

"Jimmy? Do you feel any pain?" I was on the verge of tears.

"No, not really." His eyes pierced through mine, even now, out in that ditch in the middle of the deserted suburbs.

"Do you have your cell phone with you?"

"Yea, but I can't reach it."

"You've got to try. Your life depends on it!"

He reached his arm behind the seat next to him, and I could tell it was all he could do to take every breath.

He pulled his arm back, winced, and said that he couldn't find it.

I let the tears fall then, cause then I knew it was over. He was going to be gone that fast. And there was nothing I could do to stop it.

"Cindy, I've got something I need to tell you." His voice was calm and sexy even when he was pinned in a car.

"Yea, Jimmy?" I grabbed both of his hands, and he smiled.

"All these years of fighting, all these years of hating each other, and I never told you how I really felt." He coughed up a little bit of blood, then continued. "I actually love you Cindy, but I was always afraid to tell you. I guess when you're dying, there's a lot you want to get off your chest."

"Jimmy, I love you too. And you're not going to die, I'm going to get a car to stop. Hopefully someone will help us." I ran up to the road, and making sure I had Jimmy in the corner of my eyesight, started to watch for headlights.

After about fifteen minutes, which seemed like and hour to me, and probably Jimmy too, I went back to him.

"Jimmy, I didn't see any cars." Silence. "Jimmy? Jimmy!"

"Don't worry, Cin. I'm going to call you Cin from now on. Is that ok?"

"Oh, Jimmy, that's fine with me. You could call me your little bitch if you want and I wouldn't care." I was crying again, and the tears were freezing to my cheeks.

I did something that I had never got around to actually doing. Ever. It's ironic, almost funny even, how much you think you know about a person until you sit next to them while they're dying. I leaned in and my lips found his. I kissed him better than I had ever kissed Nick. Better than any boyfriend I'd ever had. And he kissed me back just as good. It was like an electrical current was coursing through my body, heating my face and my lips until the moment it was over.

When we pulled apart, he said, "Cin? Will you marry me?"

I cried even harder and said,"Yes! Oh, yes, absolutely Jimmy! I would love to."

"I'll think about you a lot."

"What?"

"When I go to Heaven."

"No, no, you're not going to Heaven. You're not going anywhere, cause you're staying here with me."

"You're right, I'll probably go to Hell instead."

"No, you're a good kid Jimmy."

"Bye Cin. I'll miss you."

"No! Don't leave!" I cried as I hugged him.

"You look cold. You can have my jacket." He said. I kissed him lighly on the lips, then he said, "Bye."

He head fell limply around his shoulders, and his breathing stopped.

"Bye. I love you." I cried. I cried until the cops showed up. I cried until the day of his funeral a week later, where I decided that I was going to silently mourn my love's death. I wasn't going to show any emotion, ever again.

And that's how I ended up out behind my house in the middle of the night, freezing my butt off. I had Jimmy's coat, for his parents had given it to me so I could remember him by it. That, and he had said it himself in the car that night. I didn't wear it though. It was in my room, laying neatly folded on my bed. It just didn't seem right to wear it, partly because I was there when he died and really didn't want to remember that night. I felt tears well up in my eyes, and I let them fall freely. I hadn't seen Sheen or Carl since Jimmy's funeral, and they weren't even there for that long. They were just as quiet as I was. Jimmy's mom, Judy, was sobbing uncontrollably, Jimmy's dad, Hugh, was crying, but not as badly as Judy. He had her in his arms, assuring her it would be all right. Libby cried too. She hadn't known Jimmy that well, at least not from talking to him and hanging out with him and stuff. But I told her everything that had ever happened between us, and she could probably know enough to be his best friend. The reaction that was the most interesting though, besides mine, was that witch Betty's. She silently stared at Jimmy in the coffin, and then turned around with the hint of a smile on her face. It made me mad, but also told me that she didn't care about Jimmy, and she couldn't have taken him from me. It was a little too late now, though.

I stood up and walked out from the house a little. Jimmy's favorite constellation, Sirius, the big dog, was shining brightly above me. I stared at the stars for the longest time, wishing he was back. Then it hit me. I had a plan, and a good one. It wasn't complicated, but it was going to be effective. And it was going to bring Jimmy back.

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