Chapter 2 - Now You See Him
I had given Jimmy a key with permission to come over whenever he chose, and he clearly thought tonight was a good time.
"Who's that?" Randy asked with a look of death on his face.
"Jimmy!" I hissed, "and he'll kill you if he finds you." I grabbed his arm and pulled him to my closet. "Find somewhere to hide in here and don't make a sound."
He nodded frantically as I slid the door shut and headed out to the living room. I wasn't worried about me. Jimmy wouldn't dare. He wasn't like that. Hitting a woman was a sin but another man even one that's 150lbs smaller, well that's fair game. Jimmy was a sweetheart when sober and had a kind heart but drunk? Well I had no doubt he'd end up in prison if he found Randy in my apartment.
"Where is he?" Jimmy seethed.
"Who?"
Jimmy started charging through my place. I was so thankful to have put his little shoes away and turned the washer on as he started looking everywhere. "You know exactly who! That little faggot at the party. Where is he?"
I was pissed, "Holler fire and save the matches," I yelled. "It ain't none of your business Jimmy. Now get out of my home. I told you we were done."
"Fine, but I'm gonna kill that little turd if he's here."
I laughed out loud with my hands on my hips, "Do you really think I'd take a little pube like that home with me Jimmy?" I yelled as I stood eye to eye to him and gave him my best performance to save Randy's tight little ass.
Jimmy rushed right by me and into the bedroom, "No but then I never reckoned you'd kick me in the balls either Virginia."
We that was true wasn't it?
I followed him into my room as my heart beat out of my chest. If he found that little man in my closet with my pink wrap on, he'd blow up such a storm I'd have to step between them. "Jimmy, I'm worn slap out," I sighed, "look around if you want then leave. I'd done baby. I'm done with you."
Still his gumption wasn't going to stop him from finding something and he searched under the bed then rushed over to the closet and slid the door open as my heart stopped that very second. Randy was about to die right there in front of me and I'd be witness number one at the trial.
He was gone.
I had no idea where, but Randy had slipped away.
Jimmy rushed to the bathroom then back to the living room as I stared blankly into the closet. I had no idea how he got out but somehow, he had. I followed Jimmy back to the living room and quickly hid Randy's glass of wine just as he gave up his search and flopped onto my couch, "I'm sorry Virginia," he finally lamented, "I was a jerk tonight."