Jeremy- abused- THE SEQUEL_ recovery

Chapter 3 - The Scars

Jeremy awoke. He tried to move..
But then he remembered. He opened his eyes, and looks at his arms. Dried blood stained them. Jeremy groaned, and hit his head on the tile floor. He looked at a small clock that was near him, on his bedroom dresser. 10.56. If he was quick, he could make it for his night at Freddy Fazbears. So, he dragged himself up. The bloody razor was still on the bathroom floor. He leaned over, grabbed it, and set it in a drawer with shaky hands. He might need it again.
Mikes POV
" Sorry I'm late!" Jeremy said, running to catch up with Mike.
" It's alright kid." Says Mike, smiling slightly. He unlocked the doors, and headed in. He sat down in the chair that was in the middle of the office, and out his feet up on the desk. Jeremy sat down next to him.

two hours later, it was 2 AM. Mike checked the cams.
"Bonnie's here. Mask on." Mike pulled on the Freddie mask, his breathing echoing in the mask's heavy fabric. Mike heard Jeremy do the same. Bonnie came into the office.... His pupils shrunk, leaning close to mike, nearly giving him a heart attack. But then he crawled back into the vent and out. Mike sighed in relief and checked the cams, and winded up the music box. But, he and Jeremy's hands met as they each reached for the music box.
" Ah!-" whimpered Jeremy as Mikes hand touched his wrist. Mike instantly pulled away, his eyes wide. Jeremy looks at mike, his eyes holding fear.
" Jeremy..?" Questioned Mike. Jeremy looks away. " Show me your wrist." Jeremy looks at mike..
" Mike... Please-"
" Jeremy! Now! Jeremy held his wrist out, his arm practically shaking. Mike grabbed his arm, but carefully, as not to harm him. He pulled up his sleeve...
Violent red criss cross marks covered almost his entire arm. Small beads of blood still dotted the small scars. Mikes eyes widened. What had Jeremy done to himself..?