§ Stitch a Broken Heart § «{Jeremike}»

Caught Red-Handed [Chapter 10]

Jeremy opened his eyes still on the floor then decided to grab his over sized jacket since it was cold and breezy outside and leave for work. He walked down the sidewalk hearing bottles roll on the floor or ally cats meowing a distance away. Jeremy didn't care, he ignored everything around him continuing his way to work.
By the time he arrived it was only 11:46, seemed pretty early. He didn't care and entered the building then walked over to the office. When he did he heard soft snoring then squinted his eyes seeing his coworker sleeping on the table. Guess he wasn't the only one who was early. Jeremy chuckled to himself then walked toward the sleeping coworker.
He looked kind of cold, Jeremy snapped his fingers coming up with an idea and took off his jacket wrapping it around Mike. His coworker then stopped snoring and seemed to be relaxed. Jeremy smiled then rubbed his back sitting in his chair. He then turned his attention toward the cameras grabbing the tablet placing it on his lap starting to scroll through the cameras in the other rooms. Jeremy looked over at the sleeping adult a couple of times who had a little drool dripping from his lip.
// Jeremy's P.O.V //
I was really having a bad day as usual living in that hell hole excuse for a roof over my head. I didn't really have any friends to talk to besides Mike but, I don't wanna tell him anything cause... I'm afraid he'll start getting involved in the situation. He doesn't need to know what goes on in my life anyways, it's for the best right?
Whatever, well hopefully work will get my mind off of... Basically everything.
I walked down the sidewalk, hearing all these types of strange noises like bottles breaking or falling and even cats but I ignored it minding my own business until I finally arrived at the pizzerias parking lot and entered inside. The moment I come toward the office I see Mike asleep on the table, hehe awe, he must be real tired. Wait... Awe? What the heck am I thinking?!
Ugh! Well I think almost everything's cute so whatever.
I walk closer and he looks kind of cold, well, I could see goosebumps on his arms so that explains it.
After a moment I think to myself. Perfect!
I decided to take my big jacket off and place it around Mike like a blanket! When I did I sat down and looked over seeing his facial expression ease a bit, more relaxed. I felt a warm feeling in the pit of my heart. I then decided to pay my attention toward the cameras and see if the animatronics were up and about. It wasn't long until the clock struck to 12. So the night begins.
About an hour after 12 I heard a moan come from my left and look over to see Mike waking up slowly looking dizzy with drool dripping down his chin, ew much?
"What the fuck...?" He said in a low tone rubbing his head with his hat covering his head.
"Hehe m-morning s-sleeping head" I said starting to feel a smile coming on my face." Oh shit! The fucking FazFuck crew ah shit-" he started to panic jerking his head up but I cut him off from getting even more panicked.
"N-no! Don't worry! I-I took care of it! T-They a-aren't really active, w-we should be fine" I assured him.
He let out a sigh of relief then smiled at me ruffling my hair. I kinda felt hot when he did that, huh, weird.
"Okay well, good job ki-" he was cut off by somethings on my face but I don't know what until he spoke again.
"What's that on your cheek?" He said kinda harshly grabbing the side of my face. Oh no... H-He sees the cut my dad gave me earlier! I-I forgot to clean it off!
"W-What are you t-taking about?" I asked timidly, lying even though I knew exactly what he was talking about.
"Don't play shit with me Jeremy. What the fuck is this cut on your cheek?!" He started shouting pulling my face to look the other way so he could see the cut more clear.
I froze, unaware of what to say. His eyes seemed darker... I-I was terrified! W-What if he... What if... What if!

//Mikes P.O.V//
I ruffled the kids hair thanking him for doing that until I noticed something dry and red on the right side of his cheek (Mikes right).
I put my hand up against his face under hair chin.
"What's that on your cheek?" I said starting to get that burning feeling in the pit of my chest.
"W-What are you t-talking about?" Jeremy asked all timid and shit as usual, I could tell he was lying, he was shaking and his fucking skin was pale as shit!
"Don't play shit with me Jeremy! What the fuck happened to your cheek?!" I started to get furious if I already wasn't. I then pulled his face to the other side so I can scan the cut. It seemed a few hours old.
Don't ask how I'd know about that shit, I just do. That's when I snapped.
He didn't answer my question, he just whimpered thinking I was gonna slap him or some shit, was I really scaring him that bad? Doesn't matter, he still didn't answer my question so I pushed his face back to face toward me with my hands on the collar of his uniform. He widened his green eyes, what we he seeing? I don't care, if he doesn't answer my fucking question I swear to god I'll fucking make him if I have to.
"Answer my fucking question! Who did that?!" I asked starting to raise my voice.
Jeremy closed his eyes putting his hands on my wrist trying to pull my hands off but he was to weak and shaken up to do anything.
"N-no one! I-I swear!" He protested giving me the same bullshit.
"Stop lying! If you don't answer me I'll fucking-" he interrupted me before I could finish.
"M-My Dad!!!" He shouted with a few tears starting to appear in his eyes." P-please l-let me go! Let me go! P-Please Dad let me go! I-I'm sorry!!! P-please dad I'm s-sorry!!!" He stared crying.
Dad?
What the fuck was this kid not telling me? I slowly let go of collar. He jerked away covering his face with his hands quivering in fear. I felt so fucking bad... Damn that feeling sucks.
I calmed myself closing my eyes for a moment then opened them back up and reached out for his shoulder rubbing it gently.
"Kid look I... Didn't mean to come across you like that, just... Why the hell were you hiding all this from me..." I asked calmly looking at his covered face.
He slowly put his hands down from his face and looked down toward the checkered floor with a tear coming down his cheek.
Fucking hell I hate this feeling, it's killing me like crazy.
"I-I'm sorry M-Mike I just... I-I didn't want to t-tell you b-because I-I was afraid y-you'd g-get involved..." He finally spoke wiping his eyes. I still had my hand on his shoulder for comfort but I didn't understand, why wouldn't he want me to get involved?
"Why is that?" I asked softly feeling pity for the kid.
"I-I don't want y-you w-worrying a-about m-my issues... Y-you should h-have to..." He explained. I couldn't take this shit anymore so I tugged him in and hugged him.
I was just like fuck it at that point. He's done a lot for me despite the fact I treat him like shit, why didn't I see this earlier? He was always so, personal about his life... Now I know why. Everything's more clear to me now.
I began to hear little sniffs and wet tears on my shirt but I didn't care at this rate.
I stroked my fingers through his fluffy hair, starting to calm him down. I was surprised the animatronics weren't active today, besides that I wasn't to concerned about those ass wipes. All I was focused on was this nerd crying in my arms.

//Jeremy's P.O.V //
The moment I said that I felt a tug on my shirt and was pulled into a warm chest. I widened my eyes realizing that Mike was hugging me. That was new, really new. He usually isn't much of a softy, what made him want to hug me all of a sudden?
I then sunk into it, feeling his fingers in my hair, his arms wrapped around me... His warm arms and chest made me feel... Safe...
It all reminded me of my mom. That's when I bursted out in tears like the crybaby I am... I couldn't help it! Call me crazy but sometimes it's uncontrollable! Doesn't matter... All that mattered to me is that I felt safe again for once.
The room was completely silent, surprised that the animatronics aren't up and about as usual, guess since it's the begging of the week they aren't really active. That's besides the point though.
I was listening to his slow, and warm heartbeat which calmed me down along with him stroking my hair. Heh good to know Mike had a heart at all. Just kidding, sometimes he doesn't act like it, but now I know he really does for sure. This kind of changes my whole point of view about him, no matter how much he acts like a complete meanie, he has a heart of gold. Wonder why he acts like the way he does, I'll ask another time.
Moments later Mike pushed away, I guess cause he was embarrassed. I pulled away as well wiping my last set of tears on my face feeling the sting of the cut covered in some of my dry tears.
Mike looked away towards the hall mumbling, he's probably just cursing to himself, he usually has a tendency to do that.
"Don't ever discuss about this shit okay? It'll ruin my image" he told me back to his obnoxious tone.
I chuckled them answered I won't. Probably.
We then continued the rest of the night shift not speaking a word about my... Personal life. Good, like I said he doesn't need to know and its not his job to be concerned about me. I don't want it to be a burden to him.
The clock finally dinged to 6 AM, Mike handed me my jacket and we went our separate ways.
Or so I think...
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WOWZA that was a long one! And with POV?! What is going on?!
XD Yea so I decided to do a Point of View for a change and it worked out pretty well, please tell me what you think, should I do P.O.V more often?