A Jeremike Romance {completed} (UNDERGOING EDITING)

Chapter 3

If I get something wrong I'm sorry. I'm just kinda dying over here, teachers are just like "lol let's give them a mountain of homework for tomorrow." =( sorry. I'll try to update more often.

Jeremys' P.O.V

As I pushed open the squeaky doors, every bad memory from the past few years became sharper.
One step.
My brothers, my friends dead.
Another step.
My mother dead, she killed herself because I couldn't save them.
A third step.
Hope ran away, probably dead by now. A fourth step brought me fully in.
The last 8 years with my Dad, I'm useless, worthless, every bit of pain I got I deserved.
I stood shivering, this was not a good idea.

I didn't realise that I was  shaking so hard that when a hand clamped on my shoulder I nearly had a heart attack. "Woah there little buddy, are you here for the nightguard job?" I turned around to see a tall man, probably in his early 20s, with the brightest, most piercing blue eyes I have ever seen in my life. He had short, dark hair kept under a beanie. "Y-yes" I stammered perfect Jeremy. Stammer. That makes a great first impression. He smiled, well you've got the job, I'm your partner, Mike. He put his hand toward me and I jumped back covering my face with my hands "please don't hurt me!" I slowly uncurled my arms to see his confused face, his hand still out, "umm, I mean, I..." I didn't know what else to do so I slowly shook his hand, "when s-should I come for w-work?" I asked, "uhh, 11:20" desperate to get out I called "th-thanks mike!" Over my shoulder. As I walked home, it started to rain. Oh great.

Mikes P.O.V

That kid was really jittery.  Dang, I just wanted to shake his hand and he jumped back like I was gonna hit him. I tried to look at his face but it was half covered by his fluffy brown hair. His one eye that I could see looked sad and scared. It was a beautiful emerald green. His entire shaking body screamed for help. I felt bad for him, oh man, now it's storming and he's walking home. I better try and find him.

Jeremys' P.O.V.

I was so embarrassed. Now he probably thinks youre a weirdo. Surprisingly I felt.. scared that he wouldn't like me. I tried to get home  as quickly as possible but by the time I arrived, I was soaked. My father didn't help matters by smashing a glass bottle over my head the moment I walked through the door. "WHERE WERE YOU YA LITTLE BRAT? HUH?!" He screamed in my ear, I was on the ground with blood all around my head, the front door still open behind me. "ANSWER ME YOU RUNT!" He began kicking me, my ribs, my face, my arms, my back. "Dad stop please stop!!" I begged, I heard a car pull up behind me, great. More humiliation.

Mikes' P.O.V

Oh my gosh this poor person is getting beat-- ITS JEREMY WHAT THE HECK!? I parked my car and ran up to the door to see a drunk man kicking him, Jeremy's blood was everywhere "Dad stop please stop!!" I heard him beg. "HEY WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?" I picked up Jeremy, the kid was as light as a feather. He probably hasn't eaten a proper meal his whole life with that monstrosity of a father. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" I yelled again in fury. Jeremy curled up in my arms because of the pain. The old man looked at me with pure rage. "FINE. TAKE HIM THEN. I DON'T WANT HIM ANYMORE." I didn't say another word as I took Jeremy to my car. I laid him down in the back and blood immediately stained the seats. Oh well. I got in the front and drove him to my house.

THEY HAVE MET OFFICIALLY. THIS CHAPTER WAS FOR YOU GUYS. I ♥ YOU ALL!!!!