when the romantic partner is sus! 😳 (jerma985 x reader)

chapter 4

And so you wait. All-day. Waiting and waiting. It's almost nighttime when the door bursts open and a distressed Jerma comes running through. 

"Y/N?? Y/N WHERE ARE YOU?" "JEREMY?? JEREMY!!!" You shout, sprinting towards him and jumping into his arms. "Y/N I need you to listen to me and do exactly as I say, no questions asked." "What? Is something wrong? What happ-" "Y/N PLEASE JUST LISTEN TO ME IT'S FOR YOUR OWN SAFETY!" "WHAT HAPPENED WHILE YOU WERE OUT TODAY? WHO DID YOU MAKE A DEAL WITH??" 

"Some bad people... I was young and immature but THERE'S NO TIME NOW! YOU HAVE TO GO!" "JEREMY I'M NOT LEAVING YOU! It's just a couple of loan sharks, it's fine! "

"Y/N... It's FAR worse than loan sharks. I'll go lock the front door, you get the back." "OK?!" You dash to the back door and lock it when you hear Jeremy screaming from the other side of the house, You run to the front door and see him struggling to keep something out. You help him shut the door and lock it. "JERM WHAT WAS THAT??" You shriek,  tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. 

"They want ME, y/n. As long as i'm here you're in danger..." And with that he jumps out of the kitchen window and runs out into the sunset. 

A single tear rolls down your  cheek.

"Jeremy..." you sniff and sob, only to be interrupted by a loud rumbling. "What the hell is that?" you say, and look around. It sounded like it was coming from under the house... but you don't have a basement! You dash around the house and see a bright amber glow coming from the curtain-clad window, you don't think anything of it at first, but soon realize it's 10pm and there shouldn't be light outside! 

You run over and open the curtains only to be met with a truly gruesome sight. Long metal tubes worm through the air and under your house, excavating it and taking it out of the ground. What you once knew as your small safe neighborhood was now a burning mess. Before you have time to do anything your house gets lifted up and out of the ground. 

In a desperate attempt to find help, you try to call 911 on your phone, but when you pick it up it flashes that same terrifying edit of your beloved, the one with the massive grin, in a strobe like effect. In a shock you drop your phone and it cracks beyond repair.

You scream in agony. 

You decide your next course of action should be to get on the computer Jeremy uses for streaming. When you slam open the door the screen shows one of the strangest, most hideous things you've ever seen. Jeremy beaten and bloodied, surrounded by small astronauts. They all are staring at the camera, staring through your soul. You shake and cry, begging them to let your darling jerma go, only to be responded to with a blood-red, dripping sign that reads "LOOK BEHIND YOU..."

Slowly but surely, you look behind you. Nobody could have prepared themselves for the unholy sight. You try to scream but your voice is tired and worn from all the shouting... You try to run, fight, to do SOMETHING, but alas, your body is giving up. You stumble over to the bed and pass out.

you're alone. it's dark and desolate... you hear a loud growling sound and turn around to see a hideous monster. you try to scream as loud as you can but no noise comes out of your mouth. you speedily turn around and bolt out of the bedroom. "where's jeremy???" you mutter to yourself, dashing around your house. loud crashing noises are coming from outside. you yank open the curtains of the living room window and see jeremy's frozen lifeless body floating out of a nearby... space ship? you were so focused on finding jeremy that you didn't notice your house was floating in the middle of space. Wait... this feels all too familiar.. 

That Dream! No, no... It wasn't a dream, but a premonition! Why didn't you see this coming? 

Things play out just as they did in your dream, Jerm's body writing ominous messages in blood on the windows, the spaceship... What could you have done to trigger all of these events? 

"That's it. I'm getting to the bottom of this." You declare, and go to grab the machete from your laundry room. You scurry back upstairs to the streaming room and see the astronauts, but no Jerm. Makes sense considering they ejected him.  You draw your machete to the screen and start to shout,

"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM US?" You roar.  The astronauts mumble amongst themselves before grabbing the camera and relocating to a dark room and running away. The camera is boring into the back of a fancy throne-like swivel chair. Demonic laughter comes from the chair and you can see a pair of legs. 

"WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU WANT?" You howl at them. The chair turns around and your jaw drops. 

"D-Dad?"

"Well well well... Long time no see Y/n..."

"WHY DID YOU HURT HIM?? WHAT DID HE DO?"

"Silly Y/n, you really think this is MY fault? Didn't you see what your little boyfriend wrote on the glass..." He pulls out a whistle from the pocket of his jet-black suit. You squeeze your eyes shut and let out a few sobs.  When you open your eyes you're in the room with your dad...

"H-how??" You say shakily.

"You've always had these powers y/n. It runs in the family. Haven't you ever wondered why i kept you away from the internet all your life?"

"But the internet tubes didn't reach our house..." You mutter. He scoff and laughs.

"YOU WERE LIED TO Y/N. IT WAS ONLY TO PROTECT YOU. The LAST thing I wanted was for some niche internet micro-celebrity to be your lover... so naturally, i offered him a deal."

 Your eyes roam his dark grey skin, focusing on his demonic horns and beastly wings.  "Dad...Who are you really?"

"An internet demon of course. A malicious being with the ability to bend and twist people's perspectives! So when your little loverboy started WHINING about how little fans he had, I struck up a deal! What an idiot."

"HOW IS ANY OF THIS MY FAULT?"

"Well, it all started at that water fight summer party."

Your blood runs cold.

"When you knocked that little pest onto the pavement and he started bleeding, he lost numerous braincells. If that hadn't happened, he'd've been smart enough to not make any deals with the devil..."

"THAT'S NOT TRUE!!!" You screech, your voice hoarse and body weak.

He floats towards you, flapping his monstrous feathered appendages. 

He leans down beside you, lifts up his whistle in front of your face, then whispers in your ear.

"Remember that  smiley creature? The one with all the legs, the one that scuttles across the ceilings.. With the... FAMILIAR face?"