I promise

Chapter 4

Mikes POV
After I dropped off Jeremy at his house, I began to wonder what kinda household he lives in. 'Those scars and his reaction to them scare me a little bit.', I think, worried, as I drive to my house. I remember what his house looked like and what he said as he left. His house was a small, crummy, dirty house, looks like it hasn't been cleaned in years. There was some small toys, faded from being left out in the rays of the unforgiving sun. Jeremy stepped out my car and apologised for me driving him. "No problem, and it's really not a hassle, my house isn't that far from here anyways." He smiles his shy smile and my heart slightly flutters, he says his goodbyes, as do I, and walks off, closing the door. Before the door can close, I hear him say,"Please don't be mad..please don't be drunk..." And before I can even ask, the door closes to my car and he's already almost to his. I wait until he gets inside, just so I feel he's gonna be safe....but I know in the back of  my mind that he's not as safe as he says he is. I sigh, and drive off, to where I am now, stuck at a red light. "Damnit! I should've gave him my number for emergencies!", I shout at no one in particular. I blush as I think of  another reason to give my number. "Fuuuuuck, why am I so gay....ugh.", I curse under my breath. I knew it wasn't my fault, that's just how I am, but still....what if he's not? I can just imagine his reaction if I ever told him I was crushing on him,'Ew! Me?! That's disgusting! I'm straight anyways!' Yea...that would totally work out. I sigh once more as I get out of my car to my front door of my house. My neat house...where it's empty...and lonely.
Jeremy's POV
I walk in my house to see my drunken dad passed out on the old couch. I sighed a breath of relief and quietly walked towards my bedroom. "E-EXCUSE ME!", a loud, booming voice calls out. I jump as I look behind towards the couch and see my father getting up. "WHERE THE H-HELL *hic* HAVE YOU BEEN?!" I quietly walk over,"um, m-my job...it's a-a overnight j-job." "LIER! GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE, NOW!" I shake my head no, and start shaking as he gets closer, he grabs the collar of my shirt and sneers. I gag as I smell the alcohol on his breath, and it's strong. He smacks me across the face 'smack!' And let's me go, "T-the next time y-you *hic* lie, I'll do w-worse." He goes to the couch as I sit in my silence and tenderly touch my cheek. Tears roll down and I silently get up and walk to my bathroom to see my face as I hear the demon start to snore. I get to my bathroom and look at my right cheek. It was purple and I whimpered, what was mike gonna think if he saw this? 'Ill lie, easy as that...I don't want him in this mess I call my life.' I say as I get a nice pack as quietly as I can and go lay down in my bed to try to go to sleep. Sleep eventually took over.

A/n: Hey guys, sorry for the emotions on this one heh *scratches head nervously* but yea, hope you like my story so far, and I swear it gets better. Sorry for the horrid story though! Have a great day/night though! :D
~Author