Hey, before I present you with the continuation of this little fanfic, since many did not like the ending to the first part, I would like to thank everyone who took the time to review my short story. Thanks. Shout out to Ally for taking the time to read this before I posted it!

Disclaimer: No own JN, but I do own my imagination. But I don't think anyone would want that, it's full of little Jimmy and Cindy's. Cindy get off Jimmy!


"Love is a present that can be given every single day you live," - another quote I heard

Very Last Moment in Time- by Lindsay Lohan (oh, be quiet! I don't want to hear it!)


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"Jimmy!" she screams as she rushes toward the boy, but it seems that with each step she takes closer, he floats farther out of reach. The rest of the world seems to melt into fuzzy shapes as her heart pounds hard in her chest. With arms extended out before her, trying to grasp the boy, tears run down her soft cheeks and time slows even more.

Time stops for no one

It moves on unaware

It's easy not to notice

It's easy not to care

Conversation circles

There's money changing hands

The young big headed boy does not notice her as his bright blue eyes stare at the rapid approaching car, the engine thundering around them. He does nothing as he stares at the oncoming vehicle, a sickening expression of content masks his face while death eerily calls to him.

I've been standing in the middle

I've been caught up in the spin

But out of the confusion

The static and the noise

You got my attention

And made me wanna

And as he stands frozen in place, the blond desperately leaps for her target and lands with a solid thud just mere inches from the metal monster's wheel. She lays pain stricken on the pavement as she witnesses the steel bumper hit dead on its prey. A horrific crunch reverberates through the dense air as bones are broken like brittle twigs. Flesh meets glass and metal as the limp body rolls across the hood and topples to the assault when the brakes squeal, halting the metal beast. A blood curdling scream roars from the girl as she scrambles to her feet and hurries to the bloody unconscious boy.

Live like it's the last moon rising

Scream just like no one's there

Lose all of my defenses

"Jimmy," she whimpers as she cradles his head in her lap. Through her blurry vision she can see the outline of his face as blood trickles from numerous gashes and cuts. Blood steadily steams from the corners of his mouth, and his tattered bloody clothing clings to fragile broken body.

Salty tears pour from her red eyes and fall onto his wet brow, but she doesn't notice as she runs her fingers through his hair. She can feel his last remaining warmth radiate from him as she gently wraps her arms around him and pulls him close to her. His final breath escapes his lips and his last heart beat thumps against her chest. More tears flow down her face as she holds his lifeless body. Slowly, she leans back to gaze at his torn face and for a moment she can see his eyelids flicker open, unveiling his cerulean eyes, but the haunting image disappears the second she blinks to slow her tears. And as carefully as possible she kisses each eyelid and then gently places her warm glossy lips on his, but when no reaction is returned, she lightly rests her tear stained cheek against his bloody one as more tears leak from her bloodshot eyes.

Hold you, touch you

Love you like

It's the very last moment in time

For what feels like forever, she just holds him. And as his body temperature slowly drops, she quietly sobs, clutching her young love. She doesn't notice as the rest of the world around her begins to disappear under a thick white fog. Soon nothing is left, it's only her and him. But slowly, his limp body vanishes and her arms are left empty. When she opens her eyes, she stares at her bloody hands as she begins to shake violently. She clenches her teeth together as surges of pain and anger race through her. She tilts her head to the blank sky and releases all of her fury in a painstaking scream. While her lungs slowly deflate and her scream echoes through the hollow universe, a black blanket falls over the young girl.

It seems like I woke up

Beneath a different sky

And I'm drunk on what I'm seeing

"Cindy," a feminine voice calls, "Cindy, dear, are you alright?" it whispers. Emerald eyes flash open. The blond girl's gaze meets another pair of green orbs and a hand softly strokes her damp hair. The young girl quickly thrusts herself into a sitting position and breathing hard, she gazes around her pink bedroom. Sweat trickles down her back and her hairline as a cool wet towel is pressed against her forehead.

Through these open eyes

All the little ways you move me

All the places you expose

"It's okay, sweetie. You had a bad dream, that's all," her mother tells her as she gently reclines her breathless daughter back down onto her pillow and pulls her light pink sheets up to the girl's chin. But Cindy swats the blankets off her and jumps from her bed. She runs to her window and pushes it open. A chilly wind blows against her damp light-green tank top and matching pajama pants as she leans out the opening.

"Jimmy," she utters to the early morning air as she begins to shiver. Her mother notices and walks over to her, then wraps a blanket around her shoulders.

"You scared me, honey. You screamed so loud, I think you woke up most of the neighborhood," Sasha recalls and pulls her daughter from the window and over to her bed, "Do you want to talk about it?" she asks as she sits beside Cindy on the bed, her arms lovingly around the girl.

"Jimmy," Cindy whimpers again and snuggles closer to her mother. Sasha sighs and rests her chin atop her daughter's head, massaging her back.

"I heard you saying his name," the older woman replies, "I know how you feel about him. Did the dream involve him, dear?" she questions and Cindy leans back to look into her mother's caring gaze. Slowly the young girl exhales a shaky breath she didn't know she was holding as her eyes glaze over in fresh tears.

"H-how?" Cindy stutters as a single tear escapes and cascades down her delicate cheek. Sasha smiles knowingly and gently wipes her daughter's tear away.

"Do I know you care for James?" Sasha clarifies and quietly giggles, "You're just like me, honey. I had trouble showing your father my feelings for him, you know," she states as Cindy sniffles and gazes intently at her mother, "I thought I was secure enough to hide my feelings and get over him, but I wasn't. No matter how much I tried to forget him, I couldn't and soon it got so bad I began having nightmares. Horrible images haunted me until I finally stood up and faced my fears," she declares and Cindy nods understandingly. Sasha cups her daughters moist chin as she continues, "I know that you are strong. I have taught you to never give up and stand up for yourself. To work for what you believe in and that your only weakness is when you stop trying," she concludes as Cindy turns her gaze to the open window.

The illusion I held onto

You've got me letting go

"But what do I do?" the blond asks and shifts her gaze back to her mother. Sasha gives her a comforting smile and takes her daughter's small warm hand in her own.

"Tell me about your dream, sweetheart," Sasha requests and Cindy nods in agreement.

"I...I was in the yard. A-and h...he came over. He asked m-me to go to the Can...Candy Bar," Cindy started, stumbling over her words, "I...I don't know...he...the car," she exclaims and buries her face in her mother's chest as more tears pour from her red eyes.

"Shh, it's okay, dear," Sasha says attempting to reassure her shaken up child as she holds her. "What happened with the car?" she questions, trying to understand.

"It...it hit him," Cindy cries into her mother's nightgown. Sasha stares blankly as sympathy washes over her and she subconsciously holds her daughter tighter.

"Oh, honey," Sasha softly replies and for the next few minutes, she listens to Cindy's soft muffles as she comforts her. She suggests that Cindy face her dream and go rest out in the front yard. At first flashes of Cindy's nightmare rush through her, but her mother talks her into agreeing and that it is the best thing if she wants the images to cease.

About an hour later, Cindy is calm enough to get a shower and rise away her salty tears. When she is finished, she drys her long bright hair and decides to leave it down. Her soft bangs sweep across her forehead and the rest flows gently over her shoulders as she slips into her dark green bikini. Shivers run up her spine as she glances in her mirror. She grabs a silky white towel just before she heads downstairs. Her mother greets her and they enjoy a quick breakfast before Cindy steps out the door.

I just wanna stay here

Soaking up the rain

Falling all around me

Wash the world away

The sun basks upon her, illuminating her exquisite pale skin, as she relaxes on her towel. She closes her eyes and breathes deeply, allowing the quiet world around her to take her away. But in the distance she hears a dull click and shuffling footsteps.

Live like it's last moon rising

Scream just like no one's there

Lose all of my defenses

Hold you, touch you love you like

It's the very last moment in time

"Hey, Cindy," a young voice calls to her, returning her to reality.

"What?" she retorts, somewhat agitated that someone had to disturb her peaceful slumber and she places the back of her hand on her forehead to shield the sun from her eyes.

"Whatcha doing?" the familiar voice questions and she can hear his footstep nearing, so she sits up to prove her assumptions correct as she glares at the boy genius.

"Jimmy, what does it look like?" she retorts and notices his blue gaze fixed on her. She begins to blush slightly, but refrains when more awful images flash through her, "Can you please stop staring? I came out here to relax," she tells him, her tone lighter than normal, "Why did you come over anyway?" she asks, begging he doesn't say what she thinks he is going to as she wraps the towel around her.

Let me feel you next to me

Let me taste the breath you breathe

Open up the space

Between us

"Uh," he replies and her heart begins banging against her chest, "I just ... um," he stumbles and she almost starts choking on her own breath when he starts looking around, "Wanna go to the Candy Bar?" he asks timidly, smiling at her as her heart begins to melt and her mouth falls open in a mix of shock and dread. She stares at him as he fixes his gaze on his shoes and places his hands behind his back, awaiting her reply. Her head buzzes in activity and images swirl through her mind, when her mother's words echo around her.

'Horrible images haunted me until I finally stood up and faced my fears,' her mother's voice whispers.

"Yes!" she shouts without any hesitation and leaps up, enwrapping him in a tight embrace. They nearly topple over, but he gains his balance when he wraps his arms around her. She can feel the heat coming from his soft skin as she buries her face in the crook of his neck. She presses herself against him and holds him closer when an uncanny screeching echoes to them.

Live like it's the last moon rising

Scream just like no one's there

Lose all my defenses

Her pulse nearly stops when an unsurprisingly familiar red car speeds up the road. She stops breathing as the vehicle accelerates down the pavement. Her gaze transfixes on the metal beast as she stands in her grassy yard, clutching the boy in her arms.

Hold you, touch you love you

like it's the very last moment of time

It quickly speeds past them just mere feet away.

Fin


Well, that's the end. I know, I can believe it's completed already too! But I'm working hard on Deep Blue and want it to be my next big hit. Anyway, if the characters were ooc or you didn't like the plot line, then I don't want to hear it. But don't hesitate to review and post your thoughts. Thanks.

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