She Killed My Brain

“Do you want me to walk you back home?” Jimmy asked me.

“No Jimmy I’ll be fine don’t worry.” He looked at me humbly, I wondered if he just wanted to walk me home to not be alone. I don’t want him to be alone, I looked back at him. “You can walk me home Jimmy” his eyes looked up and he smiled.

“Only if you want me too —I mean —you’re a grown woman and all—“

“Jimmy” he stopped talking “walk me home please.” He just started to pace himself faster in my footsteps. We began walking up the steps and before I knew it we were already at the parking lot to get onto the sidewalk. It was pretty breezy tonight and it felt nice, my hair was blowing in the wind.

“It tickled my nose,” he scrunched his face up.

“What, my hair?”

“Yes, I didn’t know it would be that soft. Mine isn’t that soft, I don’t take care of mine that well.” He chuckled.

“Well I’m a lady, after bleaching’s and colorings I decide to not wash it for a while and condition it.” I felt of my hair to feel its softness; I haven’t washed it in about a week.

“I don’t remember the last time I washed mine honestly.” I just laughed, at least he’s completely honest, and it doesn’t look like he’s washed it in a while either. So sorta stopped talking as we walked, he walked beside me and sometimes he ended up behind me. We were at the front door of my house. I stood in front of it and Jimmy stood beside me a little bit, he was in a awkward position. I twisted the knob.

“You can come in if you want Jimmy.” He looked up at me with an eyebrow raised.

“For what, may I ask?” he smirked, I rolled my eyes.

“You know damn well for what.” He opened his eyes wide.

“Oh-ho-ho!” I looked at him stern.

“No.” he looked down.

“Aww, frowney face.” I slowly opened the door for it the squeak and creek the whole way. ’I hate this fucking door’ I walked inside and waited for Jimmy, he stuck his leg into the door and took one long step inside. He tried to be as quiet as he could; he was doing a better job at it than me. I started to walk down the hallway to my room and thought he would just follow me. He just stood there. I motioned for him to follow me with my hand then he began to take those long steps again. We made it to my door and I opened it.

“Nattie, are you still awake?” I heard my mother, I saw Jimmy’s eyes widened so I pushed him into my bed room and closed my door —I went to my mom’s door—“Nattie!”

“Mom I’m right here, what is it?”

“Oh nothing, I just wanted to know if everything was alright.”

“Everything’s okay mom, I’m going to sleep.”

“Okay, goodnight, love you!”

“Love you too mom.” I walked back to my room to see Jimmy looking at my snake tank quietly.

“What’s in this thing?” he whispered.

“A Banana King Snake, he’s still a baby though. I have to feed him tomorrow, you should watch him.” He looked at the tank to see him peek his head out of the cave and smell with his tongue.
“He looks like he’s gonna eat me.” I went to lie on my bed because of all the emotional trauma was making me tired, I don’t know what to do about Danni, it worries me. I love that boy, why would he do that? He usually tells me his problems and I tell him mine as well…maybe I shouldn’t worry about it. Jimmy came over and sat on the bed, he put his hand on my leg. “It’ll be okay, don’t worry about Danni. I can’t tell you everything will be okay because I am a pessimistic on that subject.”
“Thank you very much Jimmy.” I put my head in the pillow.

“No no no no no, I’m just being honest okay? You’re too young to worry about love. As I just don’t give a shit.” He smiled.

“I’m 18 Jimmy; I’ve basically been with Danni since I was 14. It’s been a long relationship.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I’m 28, you’re like a baby.” I started laughing.

“I am nothing like a baby, you look like a baby I didn’t know you were 28. Look at those cheeks!” I pinched his cheek.

“Oh stop it you!” he smiled and put his hand up to his lips “Hehe!” I loved his sense of humor, he just seemed so cheery and it made me happy to be in the presence of another happy human being. I just wanted to hang with Jimmy; I didn’t want him to leave. I believe we could stay up for hours talking if we could. I can’t do that though; he has stuff to do and places to be. “I’m going to sleep on your floor Nattie, I’m too tired to go home.” I threw him down a pillow and a small blanket.

“I’m heading to sleep too, goodnight.”

“Goodnight…”

I saw Danni looking at me with anger; I didn’t know where I was or how I got here.

“What the fuck is wrong with you Nattie, how the fuck could you choose HIM over me. That fucking little faggot over me, seriously?!” he looked so angry, I was in darkness but could see him clearly.

“Danni, I —I don’t understand, what are you talking about?!”

“That little faggot Nattie, don’t act like you don’t know shit!” I saw him raise his hand up, I shut my eyes tight…