It all started with a party(Jeremike)

Chapter 4

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Mike's POV:
I wake up to find myself on a bed. I looked around and saw Jeremy curled up next to me. We were in a room. Chris, Pg and Fritz were laying on the floor passed out. A few beer bottles laying on the ground.
Did I get drunk? Maybe we all did. But Jeremy doesn't seem like the kind of guy who would get drunk. Maybe only me, Chris, Pg and Fritz did. Huh.
"M-Miike," I hear a whimper come from Jeremy. I turn to see him opening him eyes. "M-more.." his voice trails off as he falls asleep again.
More? More what?
I pull off the covers from us to notice that Jeremy's shirt was unbuttoned. I looked around and saw Vincent at the top of the bed. I felt anger knowing that he would get us drunk then get naughty.
"Miike!" Jeremy whines as he searches the spot next to him to find it empty. He woke up and saw me. "M-more Miike.." he said gripping to my shirt.
"Jeremy wake up," I say holding into his shoulders and shaking him. He shakes his head.
"H-huh? W-what h-happened? W-why a-am I h-half n-naked?" He asked. I laughed.
"I don't know, I guess we got drunk," I gestured him to everyone in the room that was laying on the floor. "I guess Vincent wanted some fun."
"I didn't have any fun last night," Vincent yawned sitting up. "All I remember is getting drunk, coming in here as passing out."
"Sure, you probably just passed out choosing which one of us to fuck," I said. He glared at me.
"Well maybe I fucked Jeremy since he's half naked!" Vincent argued. I saw Jeremy blushing.
"Maybe you didn't!" I yelled back. "Maybe I did!"
"Why the hell would you fuck a guy you just met?! I've known Jeremy since I was sixteen!" Vincent yelled. Suddenly everyone woke up and Vincent, Jeremy, and I didn't notice.
"Because I love him!" I yell. I turned a deep red when I saw everyone awake. Vincent only smirked and Jeremy was blushing as well. There was a long silence before Chris broke it.
"Happy birthday Jeremy," he said. Everyone then started saying happy birthday as well. I guess I missed a date. I saw Jeremy's face fill with anger as mine filled with confusion.
"I hate you!" He yelled throwing a pillow at Chris which took everyone by surprise.
"Woah calm down Jeremy, what's wrong?" Pg asks.

Jeremy's POV:
I felt tear prickle down my cheeks. I was shaking my head.
"I hate my b-birthday," I said. Vincent had left the room to shower earlier.
"Why?" Fritz asked.
"Because m-my m-mother d-died on m-my twe-twelfth b-birthday a-and t-that's w-when m-my..." I couldn't handle it anymore. I broke down in even more tears before finishing my sentence. Everyone came and tried to comfort me. I finally felt someone bring me in and hug me.
"It's ok Jeremy, no please, continue, I want to make this day perfect," Mike whispered in my ear and let's me go. I didn't want to stutter so I took a deep breath.
"On my twelfth birthday, my mother died, after halloween," I repeat. "I haven't told anyone this last part but after my mother died," I paused. I felt all eyes on me. "T-that was when my f-father started to a-abuse me, s-saying it was all my fault f-for b-being b-born," I sobbed even more as Mike pulled me in again for another hug.

"Don't worry, you'll never be abused again," Mike said.