Jeremike- Stay with me

Untitled Part 7

THIS IS MY FOUTH TIME TYPING THIS //rages\

-No-ones POV -

After what had just happened everything was a blur. The sirens, the police... Everything.

It all happened so fast. He sat in the corner legs up to his chin and face planted in his long sleeved sweater. His brown hair falling to the sides of his face. He sat there sobbing and laughing every so often. The man in his life that cared for him less than a rat, that kicked him, punched him, and left him to die. But while doing it never gave a damn. "He's gone" he murmured. Millions of questions were running through his mind, like

'who did it?'

'Why did they do it'

'Who's next?'

I looked over to see two slightly familiar people looking up at him. He realized that one of the people was....

//GUESS RIGHT NOW\\

Doll. Mikes girlfriend. She was holding hands with mike. I felt a shot of anger and envy run through me. Wait, I have no feelings for mike

//Jeremike fangirl dies\\ or do I?

~Jeremy's POV~

Suddenly a warm hand on my shoulder snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Hey kid, are you alright?" Mike asked

"Y-yeah I-I'm fine." I murmured loud enough for him to hear.

"Kid-"

"J-jeremy... It's jeremy."

"Well then jeremy, how would you like to stay at Our house for a while?" Doll glared at him and scowled

"O-okay" I said smiling

"Then off we go!!" says mike as we walk off to his house