* Time Skip to Taco Tuesday! .q
... A day Later *Mike's POV :
I start working day shift . I wasn't trusted to stay the night again.
Hopefully work will help with my memories otherwise this will be a waste of time . I hated this place.1 hour later *
I hate this job. Yep. I can't do this. The kids. The noise. It's all too much. These sounds do sound very familiar though. But it sucks! Why and how did I even get this job in the first place?
A few minutes later , Jeremy and Vincent came to chill. I bet if I didn't go insane and lost my memories that would've hurt. It was now obvious to me that me and Jeremy had something going on the past . But I couldn't remember much about it.
" Hey Mike, Mind coming with me to put these boxes in the back? " Scott asks.
I wasn't doing anything so why the fuck not?
" Sure." I respond.
He carried the box but was shaking it to much. He basically was dropping it so I took a hold of it. My hands on his.
" Wow Mike you're so strong. "
Scott said with a light blush.I felt a blush came as well. Not just for that... But , we were close to Jeremy and Vincent.
There was an awkward silence.
"Uhh...thanks? " I reply.
Jeremy's POV :
Uhm!? What's going on!?
No no. I shouldn't be jealous. We're not even dating. If we were though, I would bitch slap him back to that hospital he came from! Keep it together Jeremy. I shouldn't show a trace of jealousy.
Vincents POV :
I could sooo show off my strength and make this sad display look like a weak piece of shit , But that would make things look weird . I have Jeremy so I shouldn't have to impress Scott anymore.
Either way this sota bugged me.
" Need a ..Hand? " I ask them." Nono me and Mike will just take this in the back. Hopefully he can help me with something else back there ~ " Scott winks at Mike.
I couldn't help but blush. What?!
I looked over at Jeremy. He had the same expression.I need to keep my cool..
" Alright then.." I say with a fake grin.
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{Psychosis} - Jeremike
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