Mike X Jeremy

Chapter 8

[WARNING: INTENSE ABUSE. DO NOT KILL ME PLEASE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED]

Mike's pov-

He pinned me against the wall fast. He grabbed oth of my hands with his left hand and held them against my head. I gave him a disgusted look as his worried eyes blackened. Like they should be.

"Oh mikey mikey Mikey.... you don't understand do you?" He smiled holding up his knife with blood staints tinted on.

"P-please don't kill me..." I begged strictly. (Don't. ask.)

He looked at me surprised and laughed.

"It's like you're telling a fish not to swim Mike," he smiled getting his face closer to mine.

I wrinkled my nose trying to back away, but I was held up against the wall. His white pupils trailed down to my feet then up to my blue eyes. 'Shit,' I thought yo myself. He smirked and put his knife away. I looked around and saw nothing but him, a closed window only a mouse like jeremy could fit through, and the big metal door next to us. I just realized my feet were still able to move. I smirked and threw my leg up hitting Vincent between the legs (where the sun don't shine people, where the sun.don't.shine.) he yelped in pain and collapsed to the floor holding himself. I smirked and spit on him running out the doors of the pizzeria.

Jeremy's pov-

Oh god I hope Mike's okay... its been an hour since I got to his house... 'should I call him?' I wondered. I reached in my pocket trying to find my phone, but it was gone.

"Crap," I mumbled to myself.

I heard the doorbell ring millions of times and I flinched walking towards the door. I was to small to see outside the peephole. I cautiously opened the door to see mike smiling. I flung the door open and smiled brightly letting him in.

"M-mike! Youre okay! How did you escape?" I asked.

He laughed and scratched his head.

"Well Jeremy. I hit him where the sun don't shine." We laughed together.

We laughed until a few minutes passed.

"Hey do you know by any chance where my phone is?" He asked.

"Nah. I don't know either. Its missing as well." I sighed.

I guess I forgot all about my dad until I forgot my clothes at his house.

"Hey, can I get my things from my dad's house?" I asked.

He nodded and grabbed the keys out of my pocket. I blushed and walked outside with him.

-skip the car ride 😝-

He parked outside my house and unlocked the car doors. I felt my organs drop to the bottom of my feet and I gulped stepping out of the car.

"Ill be out here if you need me," he said outside the unrolled car window.

I nodded softly and opened the door. 'You can do this jeremy, you can do this...' I thought as I ran up to my room grabbing my backpack from when I was in school. I tiptoed downstairs only to see my dad hovering over me.

[WARNING: SERIOUS ABUSE. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE PLEASE LEAVE quietly]

"WHERE DO THINK YOU'RE GOING?!" He grabbed my wrist tightly bending it. (Ah fuck,😨 what is wrong with me? 😵)

I yelped in pain and my eyes shot open.

"M-m-my f-friend is... is o-outside..." I stuttered fast.

" OH IS THAT SO? I TRIED TO CALL WHY DIDN'T YOU PICK UP?!" He yelled twisting my wrist more. (Im gonna barf, im sorry brb)

(BAAAAAAARRRRFFFF BLLLLEHHHHHB😲😵😲😵😲😵)

I yelled in pain and tears fell down my checks as I heard a loud snap in my arm as I fell to the ground in pain.

(Omg. We need a doctah 😷)

Mike's pov-

I sat in the car for a while and got out. 'what's taking Jeremy so long...?" I thought as i walked up to the door. I heard loud screaming and someone yelling.

"No way this bastard is hurting MY Jeremy..." I mumbled slamming open the door.

Jeremy held his limp hand close to his chest as his dad looked at me.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!" He yelled.

"Your worst nightmare." I sternly said punching his face and crotch. (Mike. What is it with you and kicking crotches? 😕)

He fell to the ground and I rushed over to Jeremy. I picked his up bridal style and ran outside to my car.