Misadventures

Hospitalized and Recovered

Ahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahah im not sorry oh and by the way most of these chapters are 3rd person unless I say otherwise oh and a minor trigger warning maybe for abuse
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It's been weeks and months since it had happened. Even though they just met, Mike was still Jeremy's one and only friend, so he went and visited him.

Mike just laid there on the bed, pale and lifeless, with the heartbeats steady yet fragile. Mike's mother just sat there, shocked and crying. Jeremy's mother was at her side and trying to comfort her. Jeremy just stood there, unsure of what to do. "M-Mike... If you can hear me... Make sure you come back, alright? You said it yourself, you're strong. If you'd gone... I have no body... No friends... Please. Pull through, okay?" Jeremy placed his hands on Mike's, and tried to hold them. "Please... Wake up soon."

Mike's fingers twitched, and his fingers closed around Jeremy's. His eyes fluttered open. "You didn't stutter..." He mumbled. Jeremy smiled. "You kept your promise...."

It was a while before they let Mike out. He could barely walk, and he had some subtle changes, but other than that, he was still Mike.

Time Skips

It was now the autumn of September, and they had to start going to school.

"But Mooooom!" Mike whined. "Hush, you have to go to school! It's for your own good." Mike pouted.

Minor time skip to le bus stop

Mike and Jeremy walked to the bus stop, side by side. "I hope we meet new people!" Mike said and Jeremy nodded. "It'd be nice to have more friends..." Mike smiled, but at the same time a little worried. "You'll still be my best friend, even if we have a ton of friends, right?" Jeremy smiled. "Of course Mike!" Mike sighed, relieved. "Good."

At the bus stop, there were a couple of people there. I saw two kids piggy-back riding each other. The one that carried the other had brown eyes and wore an overlarge scarf, and the one being carried was sleeping.

The bus finally arrived. They walked in, with Mike going first. They slowly walked through the aisle before someone sticking out a foot and stripping Jeremy. He stumbled and fell over with a yelp. " Jeremy!" Mike cried out. "I'm okay... My ankle hurts though, I think I twisted it..." Mike bent down and lifted up Jeremy, bridal style. Even though at a very young age, Jeremy was very light and Mike was strong. "M-Mike! You don't need to do that...!" Mike giggled. "Whatever... You can't even walk right now anyways." Jeremy just blushed and hid his head in his green sweater.

Mike laughed. "You're gonna be the princess from now! I'll be the hero, and you be the princess!" Jeremy made a whining noise from his throat. "Today's going to be fun!"

As it turns out, the day was fun. They met a lot of people. Scott, Fritz, David, and Vincent were nice, maybe even to the point where you can call each other friends.

The teacher was decent, but was an absolute asshole sometimes. Mike loathed her. She was nice enough to Jeremy, so Jeremy was alright with her.

Small Time skip to homes
Jeremy stepped inside the house. "I'm home!" He heard sobbing. "M-mom? Dad?" The cries stopped, and he saw a tall lumbering figure walk towards him, and it was holding a glass bottle. A beer bottle, maybe.

Jeremy was about to say something before a fist connected with his face, and he fell down. Jeremy yelped with pain. "D-dad?!"

"Shut the fuck up! It's your fault that your mother died!" Jeremy stared at him. "W-what do you mean that Mom died?" The drunken man glared daggers at him. "Your whore of a mother died! She deserved it anyways!" Jeremy just stood there, unsure whether to believe him or not, but a small piece of his brain knew he wasn't lying.

Jeremy's father took out his belt. "N-no!" Jeremy cried before a painful smack. Then another, and then another. Jeremy just curled up into a ball, and sobbed the night away, while his father kept beating him, before passing out into the night, into the deep dark night.