(Jeremy's pov)
Nothing, I see nothing.
I can only hear my own voice and thoughts, they fight over one another.
Some beg, some ask and some just want an answer.
They all want to be free, I want to be free.
I hear a familiar voice, I lift my head up and look around "h-hello?"
"I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry"
The voice was so loud, it echoed through out the cold and endless voided.
I stand up and start to yell
"Hello?!"
"is anyone there!"
"C-can you hear me?!"
"I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry"
I wanted to cry, I want to be free. I don't like it here
I miss Michael
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Jeremike oneshot
FanfictionJust a Bunch of little stories of and about Jeremy and Michael (bc I love them sm) [angst] [fluff] [BitterSweet] Some of these are based on blueycapsules (Idk what to add.... Second book? I will be adding my jeremike stories from my first book...
