Intern {Five Nights at Freddy's Fanfiction}

35) ...hold no boundaries.

"Look at me Jeremy." I said sharply, holding his face in my hands. He stopped sobbing for a moment and looked up at me. Never, in my entire life, had I ever seen someone so lost in their own emotions before. The only way I could possibly pull him out of his depression pit was attention and love.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything." I whispered, wiping away some of his tears with my thumb. I bit the corner of my lips before planting a kiss on his forehead. Jeremy's eyes flickered closed and he wrapped his arms tightly around me.

"I love both you and Bucky. I know it's not okay to just show up and throw myself into your lives but we need each other anyway." I whispered, letting my eyelashes brush across his forehead. Butterfly kisses.

"The two of us need you here. I'm tired of seeing you hurt. Can't you stay?" he whimpered, pressing his face into my lower belly. It was an odd sensation but I realized this was about him and not me.

"Trust me, I'd love to. But I can't." I sighed, ruffling his hair. More sobs racked his body as blood from his open cuts smeared onto my clothing. "This time, I promise I'll come home tomorrow."

"Y-you promise?" he asked.

"I promise. I will come home."

* * * *

"You don't have to leave yet. I can drop you off at work later." Jeremy offered, parking the car in front of my apartment complex. I had come to the decision earlier that it was best for me to leave as soon as possible. Not that I didn't want to be around him or Bucky but, guilt was starting to weigh on me.

If Randy had his way...I would never see them again.

So it was better for me to distance myself from them until then.

I wouldn't want them to grow attached to someone who was bound for death.

That would be wrong.

"I know but...I need to check on something. Tell Bucky I love him." I sighed, stepping out of the car. "Wait!" he called, waving me over to his side of the vehicle.

"Yeah?" I asked, leaning into the open window. He gave me a sad little smile before planting a kiss on my cheek.

"You're acting like I'm never gonna see you again." he sighed, intertwining his fingers in mine. "I am gonna see you again. Right?"

That was it.

The question I knew I'd have to answer.

The question I couldn't answer.

Fuck.

"I love you." I sighed, planting a kiss on his forehead. He gripped my hand tight, showing off the white linen bandages that covered his self-inflicted injuries. "Please don't make me answer." I sniffed.

"I won't." he smiled, running his thumb over the cigarette burn on my wrist. "You don't have to tell me anything."

"I love you." I squeaked, tears falling from my eyelashes again. He sighed and stepped out of the car. Just like he had done earlier I collapsed into his arms and sobbed into his chest.

"I love you." I choked between sobs. He held me tight, letting the words I had been holding back for years stack on top of each other.

"I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you...so much."

"I love you too. Please stop crying. I hate seeing you like this." he sighed again, ruffling my hair.

"Okay."

"Eleanor Bates. I owe you more than anyone I know. I love you...and that's not a lie. Do whatever you have to do." he said, butterfly kisses gently caressing my temple.