Chapter 5 - Broken...

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The song above is called Rain and Asphalt by Hatsune Miku (I love vocaloids lol) I thought it fit Jeremy.
Now, on with the story! Trigger warning as always, possible smut, rape/and or mention, swearing, blood. Now, on with the story! Forgive me, I sort of have writers block. Might be boring. Btw, if you have any suggestions, leave me in the comments!
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Jeremy's POV
I've never been happier. I had someone to actually love me. Mike. I pinched myself just to remind myself that it wasn't a dream. I almost yelped. Yep. Not a dream. A smile appeared on my face, that spread from ear to ear.

We were in a seminar, when I felt something bounce from my face. It was a ball of paper with something written on it. I opened it and read it. I blushed like a tomato and stuck the piece of paper in my pocket. God, Mike flirted a lot. I guess it was nice. I never grew up with a lot of attention. My mother died young, and my father never really cared for me.

I thought about the piece of paper. "You look so sweet when you blush, I wonder if you taste sweet too.

                                        -Mike"

I took the piece of paper out again. I turned it over, wrote "I love ya too <3" And tossed it to Mike. It hit him square between his eyes, making him cross eyed for a moment. I giggled. He opened the paper and read it and turned towards me and pretended to blow a kiss towards my way. I blushed.

Blah blah blah time skips blah blah

Fritz's POV
Those two were so cute together. It was funny though. They were so different from each other, but they still loved each other. (When I say "the group" I'm referring to me, Scott, Jeremy, Mike, and maybe Vincent.) Finally, the long seminar was over. We all walked out together. Mike just swooped down on Jeremy and gave him a small kiss. "M-Mike!" Jeremy said while rubbing the place Mike kissed. Jeremy tried to act irritated, but I knew he loved it.

Lol POV CHANGE AGGAAAIN +small time skip
Jeremy's POV
Me and Mike were just sitting on our couch, watching whatever was on. My stomach grumbled. "I'm hungry." I say. "Me too." Mike replied. "What do you want to eat?" I ask. Mike had a grin on his face. "M-Mike?" I said.

Mike was leaning towards me now. I felt my face heat up. Was he going to--? I closed my eyes. He was so close to me. I could literally count how many eyelashes he had from here. I waited... And waited... But nothing happened. I opened my eyes and saw Mike laughing his ass off. "M-Mike! That wasn't funny!" I shouted at him. Mike wiped a tear (of laughing) from his eye. "Yeah that was! You should've seen your face! You looked like a strawberry!" Mike laughed. I just pouted at him. "Hey Jeremy, I haven't forgotten about that piece of paper..." Mike said to me. I felt my face heat up again.

I blink, and I found Mike kissing me. At first, I tried to push him away, but he had an iron grip on me. After a while though, it felt... good. Pleasant, really. I decided not to fight it. Mike slipped his tongue into my mouth, and I let him explore my mouth. After what felt like ages, we broke apart for air. I was gasping, and I looked at Mike. "Mike!" I say to him. "Well, I was right." Mike said to me. "R-right about what?" I said. "You do taste sweet." Mike said. "W-what? I-I..." I mumble and blush. "I also think it's cute when you get all shy and start blushing like this." I blushed even more. "I think you're cute too." I said to him. Mike feigned flattery. I laughed. Mike stared into my eyes. Those piercing ice blue eyes were really handsome. "Jeremy, what was that anyway?" Mike asks me. "W-what was what?" I ask him. "When you start acting weird, and your eyes start glowing pink." Mike said. "Oh... That... it's like a personality disorder I have. Whenever I see blood, I just change." I say back to him. Mike grabbed my hand. I winced, and Mike saw the expression. He looked at me for a second, and yanked my sleeve back. "H-hey! What are you doing?" I said before I realized what he was staring at. It was the bruise I got from being bound by Vince. Mike pulled back my other sleeve, and he saw an identical bruise there too. "What the hell?" Mike said."who did this to you?" Mike demanded. I stared at him. It would've been so easy to tell him... Get the truth out... but if I did, Vince would hurt the people I loved... He would hurt Fritz and Scott. He would hurt my Mike.

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