Jeremike-You're Different than the others

Chapter 21: The Truth is Revealed

Jeremy's POV

Why? Why was he here, on today of all days? I literally turned around on my heels and bolted in the opposite direction of my home. Hot tears came pouring down my face, making it difficult to see. I winced at each step I took, running wasn't the best thing to do right now but, I was too focused on getting myself away from home and away from my dad. The street lights were still on due to it being extremely dark today; it was winter after all and early in the morning. A few cars rushed past me, but didn't notice the fear that was practically radiating off my body.

My legs had carried me into an empty park. The entire area was abandoned and you could see a small area of trees a few yards away from where I was. I ran down the pathway that was in the park, my vision still blurry from my tears. Suddenly I felt myself run into something soft, firm, warm, but much taller than me. I gave a pitiful attempt to protect myself by raising my arms in front of my body protectively and shouting. "P-please don't hurt me dad!" I rushed the 'dad' part a lot just in case it wasn't him. That's when I heard a dreadfully familiar voice, a deep comforting one.

"Jeremy? What are you talking about?" I knew it all too well, but my body was too weak to reply. I fell to the ground, thinking how screwed over I was. Someone reached out and grabbed me before I hit the ground and lifted me up. I tried to fight the growing darkness that was coming to my vision. I could barely hear who was screaming at me, and when I tried to look up all I saw was a blur. Then, one sentence made me want to run away from my captor as fast as I could.

Mike's POV

Sometimes all you need to calm down is a walk. So, that's what I did, I took a walk through the park. It helped to clear my head, especially about a certain brunette. Questions about how I felt about him were rushing through my head, ending in me getting a migraine. How did I see Jeremy? Is he a just a friend, co-worker, brother, or is he, could he be a crush? No, that's ridiculous? Is it? Of course it is I can't be gay? What would my parents think? The last question made me stop dead in my tracks. What would they think of me now? I slapped myself in order to clear my thoughts more. I am such a fucking moron! As I walked my thoughts travelled back to Jeremy, how beautiful his eyes were and it felt like fire was going through my body when he looked at me. He didn't care how bad my past was; he always looked forward and helped me through it. It always made me think why he was so nice to a douche like me. I'm such an asshole, and I never care about other people but him. It was true, Jeremy had changed me. I ran my hands through my hair at the thought.

Jeremy had changed me? I felt pity for him in the beginning but now, now I feel like...It couldn't be! No, not at all! I'm just tired! Yeah I would never like him!

I felt a breeze tug at my jacket and beanie, sending a chill down my spine. Something didn't feel right, well nothing is right to me, but this felt bad. I walked deeper into the park, looking straight ahead. I could see the clouds of breath in front of me from the cold air. I was glad the nights were getting colder; it would give parents less of a reason to take their kids to Fazfuck's. As I walked down the path it felt as if something terrible was going to happen. Even the air felt like it was thick with the feeling of tense fear. My ears perked up as I heard the sound of very fast footsteps and....sobbing? I lifted my eyes from the ground to see who was making the noise when I felt something collide with chest. I assumed it was a person, mostly from the fact that I could hear their sobs and said person was shaking. I looked down to see a familiar head of fluffy brown hair, a green hoodie, and I could hear the chocked sobs coming from this person. My blood ran cold at what they said.

"P-please don't hurt me dad!" The last part was rushed but I could clearly tell that this was Jeremy, and from the looks of him something was terribly wrong.