Jeremy's Point Of View ( it's been FOREVER!)
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I gasped and ran over to Scott who was knocked out on the floor. I looked at his head and saw a purple bruise on his head. I was now angry at this point. Not engaged like Mike and Vincent, just angry at them. I can't believe Mike for always busting in on Scott and Vincent and forced me to go with him! I can't believe that they fight over such a little thing! I can't believe my best friend ended up getting hurt! Fighting never solves anything! I guess at this point, Mike and Vincent stopped because I couldn't hear any more cursing and things being thrown. It's just silence. They walked over to me and Scott. "Jerebear..." Mike said sadly. He must've noticed how upset I was because my cheeks were red and tears were rolling down them. "What the hell do you want?" I hissed. Wow. I actually said that with no stutter and with full confidence! Mike and Vincent were obviously shocked by this. "I...I.. I'm so sorry... There is no excuse for this..." Mike said and pulled me close to him. I roughly pushed him away and picked up Scott. I'm actually holding Scott. Wow. Is it just me or did I get my strength and confidence back? I guess I get over protective of my best friend.... I walled out the door with Scott in my arms. No words were exchanged. Nothing but silence.
( Time skip )
Scott's Point Of View
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~Dreamland~
I was in my bedroom reading my book. I was studying for a Math Test I had the next day. Math sucks! I was twelve at the time if you were wondering. Before I met my savior, boss. My dad busted my door open all of the sudden, making me jump. "Get your a*s down here! Dinner's ready!" He yelled and smacked me upside the head. I rubbed my hand over were he just smacked me and walked out and down the stairs. I walled to the kitchen table and sat down as my mother set down a delicious plate of spaghetti. "Thanks mom!" I said as I dug in. My mom smiled warmly and kissed my forehead. "You're welcome sweetie-" "WHERE THE HELL IS MY DINNER BI*CH?!" My dad interrupted out of nowhere as he slammed his first into the table. This caused some spaghetti sauce to splash onto my shirt. "Coming dear.." My mother grumbled as she went into the kitchen. My dad stood up and took my plate of spaghetti and slammed it literally on my face. Causing more spaghetti to splash all over my shirt, face, lap, just everywhere. I guess mother has to clean that up... I pushed the plate out of my face and my dad just threw it down into the ground. Making a bigger mess as glass shattered everywhere. "Clean that up boy!" He yelled and roughly pulled me out of the chair and threw me down right on top of the glass. The glass cut and ripped my flesh a little, causing me to bleed. I had enough. He can't treat us like this anymore. I was just so angry... So sick and tired of this crap my father called "love". " You know what dad? Or should I even say that? You are a coward! You don't even know how to raise a family WITHOUT BEATING THEM SENSELESS!!!! I am DONE! Me and Mother are leaving YOU! HAVE FUN LOVING YOUR LIFE TO THE FULLEST!!!" I screamed. I don't know what was controlling me of the words coming out of my mouth. I instantly covered my mouth and now feared the worst. I never had such a beating in my entire life. That's allot to say if you live with your abusive father for fourteen years. (Remember, boss saved him somewhere when he was fourteen)
~End of flashback~
Scott's Point Of View
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My dream became brighter and brighter until I realized I was waking up. I fluttered my eyes and opened then to find myself looking at a blank white celling. "Scotty?" I hear from the side of me. It was Vincent. Memories began to flood in about Vincent and Mike's fight. I remember now. I tried to reply only to find that there was an oxygen mask was on my face so I simply looked at him. He smiled warmly and kissed my forehead. "S-Scott?" I hear a tiny voice say from the other side of me. Jeremy? I turn my body slowly toward him and found that it was Jeremy. I couldn't move so fast because my head pounded and it so powerful that I can end up fainting or something. Jeremy looked horrible! His hair was greasy and a mess. His face was red, not from embarrassment, from being upset. His eyes were swollen and red with tears in them. There was also tear stains down his cheeks. From all this, he was still pale, oh so pale. I nodded at him and he began to tear up. Wait, were is Mike? Shouldn't he be here supporting his boyfriend? I looked around only to find Mike nowhere to be seen. Hmmm.... I removed the mask and slowly sat up, looking around some more. I was snapped out of my thoughts by Jeremy suddenly hugging me sideways tightly. I hugged him back and then a doctor came in. "Scott Cawthon?" He asked. I looked over at him and saw he had a clipboard in his hand. "Y-yes. That's me" I managed to say. My throat was dry and made my voice sound raspy. I couldn't clear it because then it would only hurt my throat even more. "You are ready to go anytime you would like" He said and walked out. I looked over at Vincent and he looked at me with a warm, comforting smile. "Want to cuddle with cookies?" He asked. I chuckled and Jeremy did as well. I tried to stand up only to fall down but before my face hit the floor. Vincent caught me and held me in his arms, bridal style. I squeaked and pulled myself closer to Vincent, in fear that he may drop me. He chuckled and I looked over at Jeremy. He was sad and lonely over there. WHERE'S MIKE?! "Jeremy, what happened to Mike?" I asked. He froze for a second before answering. "H-he felt bad..... H-he was t-the one who t-threw the pot (A FLOWER POT!
Not drugs!) At you..." He trailed off. I sighed. Mike and his anger sometimes....
I just glanced over at the door only to find the doctor. Standing there quietly. He blinked when he noticed me looking at him. "Sirs?" Vincent and Jeremy joined me on looking at him. "Yeah?" Vincent asked and crossed his arms. Jeez, what's gotten into him? "Can I speak to you, Cawthon alone?" He asked me nervously. I guess he was afraid of Vincent. Poor guy. Vincent growled. "Before you go Scotty..." Vincent grabbed me roughly and smashed his lips into mine. I blushed madly and pushed him away. He did this to show the Doctor that I was already taken... So over protective... The doctor just stood there shocked at what he just witnessed. "What? Does this affend you?" Vincent snapped. There's Vincent and his protective mode again.... Just the way I love him... "N-no! Of course not! Besides, love has no gender" That's when I woke up.
OMG! THAT TWIST! Oh! Another thing! Sorry for not updating yesterday! And I may just end the book here because I want to make two more books! Something different but it still involves FNAF! STILL SHIPPING TOO! Let me know in the comments if you want me to continue our just make my other books already! LIKE ALWAYS, STAY AWESOME AND FABULOUS! WazzWolf OUT!
