The Phantom of The Doors

Chapter 11 - Dare to live

   I was shocked, my own father saved Jim Morrison... no wonder he had so many records of the doors. Things seemed to make sense now, but everything  was still jumbled. Mick was on the floor motionless, blood dripping from his mouth. He lifted up his head to speak, "why jim... why must you do this?" Jim turned around violently screamed , "BECAUSE YOU TOOK MY FACE! YOU TOOK MY CAREER, YOU TOOK EVERYTHING! I had to grow a beard to cover up the damage you caused. If that's not bad enough, everyone thinks I'm dead. You didn't come back to save me. My flesh was melting away and you just stood there watching the flames surround me..." Jim then got up and walked around Mick.
        "I believe i want to kill you Mr. Jagger..." i then interrupted him. "Jim please no...i love him." Jim rolled his eyes and continued walking in circles. "No joy, you love me...haha i know you do. I'd used to be in your dreams, you'd chase me around the trees and then afterwards I'd caress your lips with mine. Remember? You said it... you...loved me.." Jim then hit the floor sobbing. "Why did you leave?? I tried to bring our dream to life, all our love..." Mick then bravely said, "It was only a dream, you scared her, she'd come crying to me late at night... you bloody scare her." Jim was now overflowing with emotion.  He got up and looked at the people dying, the blood on the floor, and saw everything flash before his eyes.
      All of a sudden jim pulled out something silver and shiny. He held it in his hand for the longest time. "I'm tired of pain... i wish to leave. Ray... please do the honors." Everything suddenly became silent. Ray was shaking, I never seen him so distraught. He aimed for Jims heart, but "accidentally" missed and a loud bang went off.
     Jim collapsed clutching his stomach and screaming at the top of his lungs. I untied the ropes around me. I looked to see if mick was still alive but he wasn't in the room, somebody grabbed him. As I walked past Jim, he grabbed my foot and pulled me down beside him.
      "Please joy, i want you to be the last thing i see." So much has happened, I wasn't sure what else I could do. I just layed there listening to him talk about how much I meant to him. He became so calm. He was ready to leave. I shouldn't have been so bitter. He really loved me. But i was an idiot, I turned it away. Long as he was happy now, that's all that matters.
           Before the light left his eyes, he gave me one last kiss, and before I could kiss him back, he was gone. Jim Douglas Morrison was no more. He was here for a moment, and then he was gone. I was his love, his happiness, but i was too blind to see that. At least i gave him something to remember when he crossed over.
             Before i exit the stage I placed a rose over his gunshot wound. I looked back at the audience, and no one was left. Everyone disappeared for help. Ray management to break open the bolts. But I found Ray in the back of the theater crying his life away. I helped him up and took him outside. Police raided the theater. But just before I closed the door, i took a glimpse of the stage, and Jim's body was gone. The only thing left was a rose.