I'm Not Innocent

Chapter 3- I can explain...

(Mikes POV)

Well shit
Congrats Mike, you just pissed off a possible psychopathic killer
I gripped, the pill in my hand as he moved forward ever so slightly.
"Michael, Michael, Michael.....your name is so fun to say~" he giggled biting his lip. Once again, my back hit against the cold brick wall. Fuck.

Jeremy stopped moving. He grinned, Then he slowly moved downwards, go on all fours and waited. I backed up against the wall as much as I could. 'What is he....' before I knew it, he launched himself at me, like an animal attacking his prey. We tumbled to the ground. His teeth quickly locked onto my neck, biting it rather hard and I let out a yelp. I felt liquid run down my neck. I kicked him in the stomach and pushed him of, buying me time to try and get up and get away from him, but it wasn't enough. He let out an animalistic growl and grabbed my foot, pulling me closer to him. I tried kicking him off again but it was no use. He laid on top of me, pinning my arms and legs down. I was laying on my stomach, breathing heavily, struggling to get out of his grip. That only made him laugh. "Oh Mikey you have been baaddd" Jeremy snickered, flipping the position so I was looking at those bright, glowing pink eyes. For some reason, I now hate the colour pink.

I don't see how I could shove this pill down is throat, seeing that it's still in my hand. How? I expected it to fall out or something.
His face moved closer to mine and his forehead pressed against mine. "My offer is still up for grabs Mikey. I'm giving you a chance..."
....
What do I do....I looked away from him, thinking. I need him to take this. If this pill could stop him from trying to murder me, then its worth risking it....what if I...
Aha! I have a plan... not my best plan, no not at all, but its the only one I can think of in this situation.
I slowly nodded. "A-alright Jere....you win" I say quietly, giving a quick glance over to him. His eyes stopped glowing, and he smirked. "I knew you would come around~" He let go of my wrists, but pinned them back with his knees. He sat up, unbuttoning his work shirt. I secretly put the pill in my mouth, making sure not to accidentally swallow it. Here goes nothing.
I gripped his shirt, which was half way undone, squeezed my eyes shut, and kissed him.
Er, I mean...this doesn't count as a kiss. Don't say it does cause no It doesn't. Shut up
He quickly kissed back, and as he did, I shoved my tongue in his mouth with the pill, trying to make him swallow it. I'm not sure if he did or not so I just kept kissing him. Better safe than sorry.
I felt him stop kissing me back, so I stopped, and opened my eyes, seeing wide green ones stare right back at me.
I quickly pulled away, the both of us blushing like crazy. I held my hand to my mouth, I was beyond embarrassed. I didn't think it would kick in that fast. "W-what....happened?!" He asked, obvious panic in his tone. I sighed, leaning back against the floor. Thank fuck that worked.
I was debating whether I should tell him or not, I should tell him, that worried expression when he saw my neck made me feel sick
"I...I cut my hand on the desk, back in the office, and I asked you to get the first aid kit, you took a while, and I got worried, so I came over here and I saw you on the ground with these pills scattered around and you had pink in your eyes..." as I said that, Jeremy flinched. His hand slowly reached for my neck
"....d-did I do this...??" He looked like he was close to tears. "I-its fine Jere. It only hurts a little" I lied. It really hurt. We were still in the position with Jeremy on top of me. I forgot that my neck was bleeding, and I got nervous that he might turn again, but he still had those beautiful emerald eyes "Hey, you said that you get crazy when you see blood, why aren't you now?" He rubbed his eyes, trying to hide the fact that he was starting to cry. "T-the medicine doesn't wear off until a c-couple hours...." I nodded. he let out a sob "I-I....never wanted you t-to see me like this...Vincent said it wouldn't happen..." he rubbed his face 

"So...that's why your always with Vincent....you guys....are psychopathic murders...great" I said with sarcasm as I rubbed my temples. "You fucking lied to me this whole time, I feel like such an idiot. To think I actually lo-...er liked you" I pushed him off of me, and I stood up, brushing myself off. Jeremy was now visibly crying. "Mike i-im sorry, I didn't w-want you to think th-" "think that what? That not only you lied to me, but your also a fucking murder Jeremy! This isn't some kind of game!" I snapped. I didn't really care anymore. I was fucking pissed.

Jeremy wiped his eyes. "A-are you....are you gonna t-turn me in....?" He said between sobs. Fuck. I sighed and sat down on the ground, on the other side of the room, my back against the lockers. "I....I don't know. Fuck." I held my neck, feeling that the blood dried. Jeremy sniffed. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it, looking down at himself. His face turned red noticing his shirt was half way undone, and he quickly buttoned it back up. The silence was beyond awkward. I sighed. I've been lied to...By someone I actually trusted. Half of me wants to apologize for yelling and whatever, the other half is screaming at me to turn him in. My head has so many thoughts going through it, I didn't notice Jeremy texting someone on his flip phone. He snapped it shut, And sighed. I glanced at the wall clock, 5:30
He stood up, wiping his eyes with his sleeve, and stretched. "S-should we finish our shift" he asked quietly. I let out a sigh. "Yeah sure." I replied. Not amused. I headed for the door first, not wanting to look at him. we'll finish this shift, then I'll deal with him later. I heard the sound of metal scraping the floor, and I looked back, only to be whacked, hard, by a metal tray.

the world turning black, I heard him saying sorry over and over, then I heard the door swing open. A deep and raspy voice started to speak. I couldn't tell what they were saying, and before I closed my eyes, I felt them drag me out.