TW: mentions of abuse
Jeremy's POV:
I woke up and looked around with a small yawn. I realized I was in the old house with mommy and daddy by my bed. I yelped softly as mommy grabbed my arm. I was squirming and thrashing as I didn't want to go with her.
I started sobbing as I wanted to be with Rich and Michael. I hiccuped softly as I felt a needle enter my neck. Everything went fuzzy but I still felt everything they were doing to me... it hurt but I couldn't scream..
I could never scream with them... Once they were done they threw me to one of their friends... I remember them vividly... He said he was a doctor but I knew better than that... He would always give me "shots" (the needle not alchohol) but they made me feel funny and I never recovered from them...
I curled up into myself and gripped onto my stuffie... It reminded me of my aunt... She took care of me until she passed away... I miss her a lot.. I soon jolted awake while crying as I had saw daddy taking off his belt...
I felt warm arms pick me up. I looked up to see Michael. I quickly hugged him and hiccuped. I didn't like nightmares... Especially that nightmare...
I didn't really hear what he was saying but his voice was nice and calming. I ended up falling asleep and having no more nightmares for the rest of the night.
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Adopted Jeremy Heere good ending. (Rewritten!)
FanfictionI know I already have this story but I decided to do it in first person so it'll be better. Jeremy was just around four when he was adopted by someone named Michael mell and his husband.
