It all started with a party(Jeremike)

Chapter 5

Jeremy's POV:
"I'm going for a walk," I said standing up after a while.
"Can I come?" Everyone said in sync. I just shook my head.
"N-no, I want to be a-alone," I say I walk out of the room before anyone was able to say anything else.
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I've been walking around the neighborhood for about a while until my phone rang. I answered.
"I said I wanted to be alone," I say.
"And you are, look Jeremy, I love you and want you to be happy on your birthday, ok?" Mike said on the other side of the phone.
"Ok," I replied.
"Happy twenty first birthday Jer," he said. "In an hour tell me where you are and I'll come pick you up."
"Ok," I say.
"Bye."
"Bye," I say hanging up. I sigh and continue to walk. I left the neighborhood and entered a new one.
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*An hour later*
I keep walking until I see a child run past me, pushing me aside.
"I'm sorry sir," a woman says. "My child's just really excited to be coming to this pizzeria for his birthday today."
I look up. The big sign read:
Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria
"Funny thing," I start. "It's my birthday today too."
"Oh, happy birthday," the woman says. "I'm Linda."
"I'm Jeremy," I smile. I hear a car pull up beside up. Both Linda and I look at it.
"Jeremy I told you to call me, we were all getting worried," Mike comes out of the car along with the others.
"Dude where have you been? We looked around the whole neighborhood for you!" Chris says.
"Maybe I wanted to leave the neighborhood," I say putting my hands in my pockets. I glanced at Linda.
"Doesn't matter, we're running late, let's go!" Phone guy says getting back into the car but not close the door.
"Maybe I don't want to go where you guys are going, maybe I want to stay with Linda," I say looking at Linda who seemed to blush a little.
"Oh fuck you then, I'm trying to do something for you and you don't want to go," Mike says getting back into the car. "Fuck you and your existence," he said slamming his car door. I hurted him and he hurted me back..
I sighed as I watched everyone get back in the car and drive off. "I'm sorry about that," I turn to Linda.
"It's ok," she says. "But why didn't you go? It's your birthday and your friend was trying to do something for you."
"You heard him, fuck me and my existence," I sighed.
"If you don't want to be with them, then want to come inside, my kid already ran in," Linda said. I nodded and we both went inside of the pizzeria.