Give Me Life (JereMike)

Chapter Two~You'll Never Know

That picture is amazing XD

Jeremy P.O.V

My body was stuck in place, rigid with fear that gripped me tightly. My breathing became shallow. Mike looked over at me.His expression was concern ridden.

Worry filled his gaze blocking out the brilliant teal.

"Jeremy, are you alright."

I blinked, focusing back on Mike.

"Y-Yeah... I-I'm f-fine." I stumbled.

Mike continued to look at me with a concerned expression. His eyes were bearing down on me. It was almost worse than Bonnie's stare. I shift in my seat, trying to get over the feeling. I had no such success. As usual.

"Jeremy. Check your side."

I nodded flashing the light for the left door. I screamed before getting the door to quickly slam shut.

"M-Mr.S-S-Schmidt!" I yelled.

He looked over at me. A raging scowl was plastered to his face.

"Damned robot." He cursed.

I flicked the light on, seeing Bonnie's shadow. It caused me to shiver.

"I-I want t-to g-go home." I whimpered like a child.

Mike sent me a sympathetic glance. "I know, I know. Just calm down." He cooed as he leaned in to cradle me.

I melted in the warmth. I felt spoiled. I felt wanted. For once, I felt loved. I blinked in surprise and shock.

"You're going to make it. I won't let another guard." Mike whispered in a somber tone.

I blinked a few more times, trying to comprehend what he meant. Also, why he was being so nice. I heard a bellowing of deep laughter. In my terror, I latched onto Mike with a short yelp. My co-worker held me tighter. His chin rested on my shoulder.

"I won't let you get this one fuckers! You can just give up now!" He screamed into the darkened void of the hallway.

I ducked my head into the base of his neck. Though I barely knew the guy, I felt some sort of connection. It was like some sort of invisible force was quickly merging our hearts. It was beyond any words to try and describe it.

I wept softly, fearing for my life. Though I hadn't many happy memories, unlike most my age, I wanted to make some. I wanted to somehow turn my life around, filling it with joy. An emotion I had yet to experience.

My uniformed cap slipped to the back of my head as i pressed myself closer to the other man. The aroma of his cheap, but well smelling cologne filled my senses. His warm skin was soft to the touch.

"I-I... I-I don't wanna die." I cried.

Mike P.O.V

I bit down on my lip at hearing Jeremy's constant pitiful whining. I felt bad for the poor kid. His slender limbs were huddled around me, and his tightly closed eyes masked whatever colored orbs he had. The lightly tanned skin he had before had gone pasty white. Poor Jeremy looked like a ghost. I snarled at hearing Freddy laugh again.

"I-I...I-I don't wanna die." Jeremy sniffled.

I felt my eyes widen as my heart cracked. That one phrase shattered me.

"N-No! Y-You're not gonna die." I stammered.

I loosened my grip on the other. I leaned over and grabbed the tablet off the desk. I flipped through the many cameras, looking for the misplacement of any animatronics. Foxy was peeking behind the curtains of Pirate's Cove, Chica was near the bathrooms, Bonnie was in the supply closet, and Freddy was nowhere to be seen.

I cursed under my breath as I vigorously tried to find him. My nerves were on edge. I've never gotten this stressed before. Even my arms were trembling slightly.

Jeremy tilted his head upwards. It annoyed the hell out of me that his bangs were still draped in his eyes. I let my gaze soften at seeing the terrified expression on his face.

"M-Mr. S-Schmidt." Jeremy mumbled.

I ruffled his hair a bit. I swear that I saw a pang of red where his eyes would be. His mouth formed a gentle frown.

"H-How do you manage to do this every n-night?" He questioned oh so innocently.

I scratched the back of my head. "I...I honestly don't know."

"W-Well, y-you're so brave M-Mr.Schmidt." He chimed in.

I looked back at him. An impending blush found its way onto my cheeks. I rustled my black hair in my hands.

"W-Well...I, umm...Th-Thank you." I managed.

A miniscule smile crept up on his features.

"I-I wi-wish I was more like that." His head slumped. "I'm j-just a weakling."

The chime went off, making me look up at the clock. 6:00. I looked back at Jeremy. His head was tilted downwards. I gave a warm smile.

"Well, you survived your first night."

I stroked on his hair, petting him like a puppy.He gave a steady purr of pleasure. He was snuggling up next to me.

Who is this kid? And why is he so cute? I shook my head. Why the hell did I just think that?!

I hauled him to his feet, leading him down the darkened hallway. He padded along next to me. He was very quiet the whole time. Jeremy only spoke up when we got outside.

"M-Mr.Schmidt?"

"Yes?"

"C-Can...Can I g-go home with y-you?"

I choked on the smoke for the cigarette I had just lit. I hacked on nothing. A burning pain lingered in my chest. Jeremy flinched.

"What?!" I forced out.

"I-I mean... I know we d-don't know each other but... n-now that we're out of t-there, I-I've remembered that it might not b-be a good idea t-to g-go home." He explained sheepishly.

I took another look at him. Jeremy was fiddling around with hs fingers. Now having the opportunity to take a good look at him, even in the dim light of morning, I could see some things I really didn't want to see.

Small bruises littered his face, I could see a scar run down his cheek, and a bloodied nick in his chin infuriated me. My eyes narrowed at the thought of another man beating him. A boyfriend, a brother...A father even. My anger turned to sorrow at the thought.

Jeremy just stood and looked at men with a gentle face. I only wished I could see what emotion lingered in his eyes. Perhaps the color was a vibrient of a blue as sapphires, or maybe just as captivating as a spring meadow. Whatever the case, I just wanted to see them. Heck, they could be black as the midnight sky, or as grey as a sea of storm clouds. I didn't even care. In the maze of my own mind, I didn't notice my advancement on him.

Jeremy gave me a worried and terrified expression. "M-Mike?!"

I quickly snapped back to reality. That tone...He sounded hurt, pained, terrified, timid, and...Dare I say it, heartbroken. He was trembling like a leaf in the wind. His whole body was trembling.

"U-Umm, Jeremy? Are you ok?"

He put his head down, holding his hands in one another. He looked like a scared child.

"Y-Yeah...I'm f-fine."

He's lying.