Sad Jeremike Moments

Goodbye

If you are confused this is going to be part 2 of the first part I've done.

°~Part 2~°

It has been over two months since the incident happened. Mike still has flashbacks of that very day, life as we know it hasn't been fair with him. He had lost his job, he is left with very little money in which he spends on alcohol, he is now living in a basement of his parents house. The way he gets money now is by getting some crap as girls or guys.

Taking a long sip of his drink, he can feel it stinging against his neck as he swallowed. His place is a mess, it looks like a storm passed through. He leans back on his torn up leather couch, his hands rise up to his cover his eyes as the empty glass bottle falls onto the couch. A few tears start to stream down his face, a sob chokes in his throat.

"Is this? Is this what I have become? Am I now just a piece of trash? A person who has went to someone to no one?" The blue eyed male whispered to himself. He tries his best to hold back a sob, but to his luck he failed. He removes his hands from his face as he looks around at the mess, his blue eyes land on his belt.

"I can end it all... With that item. I would end my life just like the way he did." Mike rises from the couch and walks to the item, his hand grips onto it. He sobs silently as he walked to hook that was used for hanging up clothing, he tied the belt to it and looped through the belt buckle.

Looking behind him he finally notices how messy, and how much the place smelled. He lightly smiles as tears stream down his face, grabbing a stool he places it under the belt that was going to send his to his end.

"I'm coming home." Mike says as he steps onto the stool and plays the loop around his neck. He swung so the stool was sent off to another direction, the belt tightened around his neck as his breathing became short until he finally stopped.

Mike's eyes open to a meadow, people scattered the area, cream colored wings were on them. He scans the area, his eyes land on a lady that looked similar to Jeremy, her back was turned. Walking to the lady he can see the she was talking to someone, Mike takes a peak over her shoulder. There sat a male who was hard to recognize.

Green eyes look up to meet blue behind his mother. His eyes widen, his hands hide his face as he cries.

"Jeremy, honey, what's wrong?" His mother asked worriedly.

"Mom, p-please tell me n-no one is behind you." Jermey stutters out. His mom confused looked behind her to come face to face with the blue eyed male.

"Hello, and who are you?" She asked politely.

"Mike." He answered.

"Oh, so your Mike. I've heard lots about you!" She clapped her hands together. She looked at her son who was now looking at the two. "I'll leave you two alone, okay?" She walks away leaving the two alone.

Mike looks at the sitting figure who still had tears pouring out of his green orbs. He walks to Jeremy and kneels down hugging him tightly, the younger male hugs back.

"M-Mike..." The younger male cried.

"Yeah... It's me, Jeremy." Mike felt his own tears flow down his face.

"Wha-What are you doing h-here?" Jeremy questions as he parts from the hug and wipes his tears away.

"I came to see you... I missed you much." Mike says as a couple of tears roll down his face. His hands cup Jeremy's cheek as he lightly kissed him, Jeremy slowly returned it.

"I love you, Mike." Jermey whispered breaking the kiss.

"I love you too, dork." Mike smiled.