JereMike: Puppet

Chapter fourteen

"Um...what for?"

"For everything..from the every start."

I stared at him with confusion and concern. What's with him acting weird all of the sudden?

"It's alright." I smiled and reaches, lightly patting his head. He just returned the smile and suddenly yawned.

"You should continue sleeping." I told him and he nodded, going back to where he was before. Both hands under his hand as pillows, although my arm wasn't there. Which I just noticed, my right hand are starting to get cold. I've lost the warmth..

_Mike's POV_

Jeremy's hold was long gone after I woke up by his crying. I felt guilty for saying such thing, saying that he was my friend. I was to reach up, wipe the tears away from his adorable face but I can't. The previous events would make things out of control, he'll hate me. It'll just remind him of his horrible past.

From what the doctor had told me, his mother is unknown, she gave birth to him without a doctor to help. And just after labour, she passed away. That's just a theory, no one knows the truth, unless the father is asked.

Jeremy's father was sent to prison and will be staying in prison for the rest of his life because of rape and child abuse. Vincent was as well sent to prison but not forever, but still long enough because of the murder. Hell, there's no longer surprise to that man, for him to already killed men since a child and killed children in his teen years. The only surprise is why he was with Jeremy and Jeremy himself seems to adore him.

I was once again slowly woken up with none but myself. It was a good sleep, enough to keep me awake for the rest of the day. I was meet up with Jeremy sleeping, all calm and peaceful. Why is my life was changed because of him? He made me worry about him, broke up with Doll because of him, probably became bisexual because of him because hell, I didn't know I'm attracted to a man until I met him. From his adorableness to his shyness, I don't even know..

Should I tell him? No...I can't. I don't think he wanted to be in a relationship with me right now. I think..I just have to ignore my feelings and try going back to normal. I'm pretty sure he'd do the same, ignoring me and going back to normal and work. I let out a sigh. Maybe..a kiss would be the last one I'll be having a contact with him.

I slowly got up and lean against his sleeping form, getting closer and closer to his face. Just a small, softly one. I swallowed the lump that was forming in my throat. Why am I so scared about this?! Man up Mike! I moved a bit much more closer, feeling his softly lips against mine.

I heard the door click and I quickly pulled away, face flush red and sat back down quickly, rubbing my eyes as if I just woke up. A nurse with a wheel chair walked in, smiling. She then went on the other side of the bed across me, she seems ignoring me as she lightly shook Jeremy's shoulder.

"Hm..?" He groaned softly, turning his head to face the woman.

"I just wanted to remind you that you were able to leave, but you have to go with this wheel chair. Once home, please practice walking." She said, putting the said wheel chair just beside the bed. Soon, she left, leaving Jeremy and I once again. Yup, completely ignored me.

"Mike."

_Jeremy's POV_

I called his name, which he quickly look at me and hummed in response. I sit up and blushes lightly. I think he knows what I'm about so say because his reaction is also the same. His face is in a shade of lightly pink.

"Um..can you help me change..?" I asked, lowering my head slightly. I look up at him and he seems out..?

"Oh, alright." He mumbled and got up, grabbing a new set of clothes that the nurses probably took from my place. Is he expecting something for me to say? He looks quite disappointed. I didn't do anything bad, right..? The thought makes my heart ache lightly for some reason.

I gently moved on the side, my legs dangling on the side. I just noticed that the wires on my wrists are gone, just bandages to stop the bleeding. He stood in front of me and boushes darkly. I just noticed what was going to happen.

He reached the hospital dress I'm wearing and lift it off over my head, leaving me only on my boxers. I never noticed how cold the room was, I can already feel the goose bumps on my arms. Mike gently put the new shirt on me, having his arms wrapped around my torso.

I have to lean my body against him so he could put it on easily. I can feel the warmth from his body..

He pulled away and kneel down, putting the pants on me. His fingers glided from my legs and up to my thighs then to my hips, buttoning up my pants before pulling the zipper up. He then started buttoning up my shirt, from bottom to top. His face was close to mine that both of our faces turn red.

"U-uh..." Mike let out an unsure hum, not knowing what to do as he still have his hands holding the front of my shirt. I can't take it..its just too much. Before I could even act, he pulled away after fixing my collar. He then picked me up as if I weigh nothing to him and gently put me down on the wheel chair.

I mumbled a small 'thank you', him nodding, before pushing me out of the room. We then head to the elevator to move to the lower ground. Inside the elevator was awkward, for some odd reason. Did something happened to Mike? I look up at him, seeing him feeling uneasy, since his expression says it all.

The doors opened, Mike pushing me out and to the front desk. He talked to the woman and she gave him some sort of paper. When he looked at it, his eyes went wide for a second before sighing. I'm not really sure what's happening, but I think it's the bill. To think about it...

He pulled his wallet out and gave her his card. Wait, he's paying for it? "Um..Mike.." I called him and he look down at me. "You don't have to pay for me, I can pay it myself." I told him and he just smiled.

"Dont worry, Jeremy." He reached and ruffled my hair, making it much more messier than it already was. I guess i have no choice, but I have to think of something to repay him. Like what Mike mentioned before, Vincent was currently in prison for murdering my uncle so I'll be living with Mike. I'm not sure about my father..

My train of thought was quickly cut off when I was being pushed towards the exit. I'm finally out of the hospital..

I smiled, closing my eyes as Mike pushed me to his car outside. I felt much more safer..

"Mike."

"Hm?"

"Thank you.."

((A/N: yay!~ finally finally finished! I actually typed this in the air plane and will be uploading now, since I'm waiting for my next plane. There's free wifi. :3))