§ Stitch a Broken Heart § «{Jeremike}»

Used [Chapter 14]

Jeremy kept walking with the figure waking beside him.
"Ya know, I can make you win the big prize if ya let me do a certain something" the voice spoke again.
Jeremy shook his head," N-No... I-I can figure out m-my own problems w-without you b-being involved"." Why keep trying Jeremy? You know that you mean nothing to him" the voice reminded Jeremy with a grin on his face.
"I-I matter! H-He cares about me... H-He let me s-stay at h-his apartment r-rather then me l-living at my dads house!" Jeremy pointed out jerking his head toward the figure.
"You do realize your doing all his laundry, cooking for him, and doing whatever he tells you, right?"
Jeremy looked down to think for a moment.
"He's using you Jeremy. Your just his servant, your no one to him, face it. You never mattered to him"
Jeremy hated to admit, but he was right, he was being used just to do all the work. No! Jeremy still wouldn't believe it but, at the same time he did.
"I can see it on your face Jeremy... You know it's true, well I'll leave you to decide what you do next..." The voice spoke again before fading into the wind. Jeremy clutched his fist, he's been used and stomped on all his life, and got nothing but hate and lies in return. He was fed up. Jeremy looked up with a furious expression on his face and stomped back to Mikes apartment.
He saw his car in the driveway and felt a shot of rage run through his body. Jeremy continued stomping toward the building then entered inside seeing Mike on the couch.
"Jeremy, where the hell were you?" Mike asked. Jeremy didn't respond, just stood there with his heart full of rage.
"Uh hello? Anyone in there?" Mike asked raising his eyebrow waving his hand.
"S-Shut up..." Jeremy mumbled to his coworker." What-" Mike was cut off by the teen stepping toward him." You heard me... Shut up and let me speak for once..." Jeremy spoke again.
"What the fucks gotten into-"
"SHUT UP!" Jeremy exclaimed leaving Mike in shock.
"I'm fed up with being used! All I do is slave away here while you go and do god knows what! And I'm done! Your selfish! All you care is about yourself!" Jeremy exclaimed making the most angry expression on his face not making a signal stutter. Mike clutched his fist then got up in front of the teen." Oh so that's how you feel now?! What the hell is wrong with you?! I let you stay at my place and saved your ass from getting beat to fucking death and this is the thanks I get?!" Mike shouted toward the teen.
"I didn't ask for your help! You chose to help me!!!" Jeremy shouted back.
"Yea, I was nice enough to give a fuck for your worthless ass! I felt sorry for you!" Mike exclaimed in a louder tone.
Jeremy's face grew in shock as he heard the words come out of Mikes mouth.
"So if that's how you really feel, you can just get out! I don't wanna see your fucking face on this property again! And don't even bother coming to work Monday!" Mike exclaimed pushing the teen out the door. Jeremy fell to the ground with a few tears starting to fill his eyes.
"M-Mike I-"
"Shut up! I don't wanna see your ungrateful face again you hear me?! Get OUT!!!"
Jeremy started sobbing then got up and ran away from Mikes apartment.
He had tears blinding his eyes then fell to the hard ground. Jeremy stayed there sobbing his eyes out then got up still crying walking to god knows where.
//Jeremy's P.O.V//
What have I done... I-I lost my only friend... Everything. I'm better off dead at this point! I'm just a stupid kid! I'm sorry! I'm sorry for ever being born!
I just kept running until I reached an ally way, I looked over to my left and saw a box, and a dumpster with empty bottles on the ground. The sun was setting and I had no where else to go so I walked into the ally way and leaned against the wall sliding down to the floor with tears still pouring down my cheeks. I put my knees and arms into my jacket for warmth putting my hoodie over my head. I have no one, nothing.
I'm all alone...
I couldn't believe he said that... W-worthless, he just felt sorry for me... I looked down at my arms in my jacket and saw old scars all over my arm seeing my tears drip against them. I'm broken... And there's no way I can be put back together... No one needs me, I'm unwanted in this world. If everyone wants me gone so badly... Then so be it.
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Jeremy stayed there until he looked up and looked at one of the empty bottles rolling on the ground. Jeremy reached over then looked at it. He then slammed it against the wall breaking part of the bottle. He looked at the end of the bottle he was holding and saw the sharp ends of the broken glass. Jeremy then put his legs out of his jacket and his other arm and kept his attention on the sharp broken bottle. He was emotionless like a robot with tears still streaming down his cheeks.
He pointed the sharp ends of the bottle toward his stomach and stared to shake. He sighed closing his eyes slowly then finally stabbed himself in the stomach.
Jeremy let out a scream in pain digging the shards of the broken bottle deeper into his stomach. The blood started to spill smearing his grey jacket with Crimson blood.
Jeremy's vision was growing blurry loosing his grip from the end of the bottle letting his hand fall beside him. Before he blacked he heard a muffling scream in front of him with feet appearing in front of him as well.
Everything went black.
//Mikes P.O.V//
I sat on the couch thinking about what just happened then look over to my left seeing an empty spot next to me. Shit...
I shook my head then rushed outside grabbing my jacket looking for the fucking kid. I shouldn't of said all that shit to him, he's been through enough and I had to make it worse... He heard that at least everyday of his life and here I am telling him the same thing... I was walking down the sidewalk near the ally's until I heard a scream. I gasped, I knew that scream anywhere, oh no... I ran as quick as I could toward where it was coming from.
Fuck no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no, NO!
I looked around the corner and there he was... On the floor with his hands on the end of the broken bottle stabbed into his stomach, blood... Staining his jacket.
"NO! JEREMY!!!" I screamed rushing to the scene. I bent down in front of him, he was knocked out with fucking blood dripping down his fucking lip!!! What the hell did he do?! Oh god why?!
"JEREMY DON'T DO THIS TO ME MAN! DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!"
I quickly dialed 911 and they came under five minuets rushing him to the hospital.
I ran back to my house got in my car and drove to the hospital since those ass holes wouldn't let me on the ambulance truck.
When I arrived, I didn't give a fuck I ran to where the medics who had just arrived with a young boy with fluffy brown hair to the room they were taking him to.
I was held back by the doctors and had no choice but to wait! I hate the fucking hospital... For many reasons besides waiting.
I at least waited for two hours, it was 7:30 by then until they finally let me in.
I rushed inside and saw him on the bed just barley waking up. Fucking kid...
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Mike walked over toward the teen and sat down beside him.
"U-ugh... W-what-" Jeremy stopped talking letting out a gasp when he saw his coworker beside him with his arms crossed.
"Hey Jeremy" Mike said in a serious tone in his expression with his icy gaze at the teen.
Jeremy said nothing then put his hand against his stomach feeling bandages of some sort then flinched in pain.
"So, care to explain how that all fucking happened" Mike said waiting for a response.
Jeremy didn't speak or even look at his coworker.
"I'm not going anywhere until you explain" Mike spoke almost giving a glare at the teen.

"I-I'm u-unwanted M-Mike..."