Meant to be Yours|| Boyf Riends

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A/N: Thanks for 6k reads!

tw: a vague mention of self harm towards the beginning.

Christine really didn't want to go back to jail.

She tried everything she could to prolong her stay.

She tried physically maiming herself, but ironically she couldn't really handle the pain. She knew that she has inflicted pain so much worse on other people, but that was just fun to her.

Christine also tried to fake being sick, to no avail. She begged, pleaded, and argued her way into a longer hospital stay, but the staff didn't budge.

This was one of the first times where Christine didn't get her way.

However, the prison bus arrived to pick her up a week later. She was cuffed again, trying to hold back the few tears that were threatening to spill as she was walked onto the bus filled with security cameras. She really wasn't ready to stay there any longer. Christine slumped into her seat and heavily exhaled.

"I hate my life."

She missed her chance to hurt Jeremy and Michael in ways only her brain could conjure up, and what were the odds she could get out now?

She kept trying to think of ways to escape before she even got to the building, but she couldn't come up with anything.

"It's a good thing the security cameras can't read minds," she thought.

After that, she just looked out the window and got lost in her torturous thoughts, sat in the back of a prison bus.

-

Jeremy woke up to see his boyfriend snuggled up to him. He smiled as he remembered the events of their date last night, rolling over and lightly placing his arms around Michael.

In this moment, Jeremy could not be more content.

Well, that was probably a lie on his part. If only he could be released from the damn hospital already than he'd be even happier, but he tried to focus on the positive.

Jeremy got incredibly bored very quickly. He rolled his eyes and started poking Michael's cheek in attempt to wake him up.

Michael slowly, but surely stirred awake, instantly blinded by the bright hospital lights.

He probably should've been used to them, but he most certainly wasn't.

After putting his glasses on, which didn't help, and waited for his eyes to stop burning.

He looked to his right and pretended to glare at Jeremy since he woke Michael up, but he couldn't keep the straight face on.

All of a sudden the two burst out laughing for no particular reason.

Eventually they calmed down and Michael went to get Jeremy a coffee while Jeremy got dressed in the room.

-

As Michael waited for his coffee in the cafeteria, a nurse walked over to him.

"Hey, I'm not really supposed to talk about other patients but I just wanted to let you know that Christine was released from the hospital this morning and was taken back to jail."

Michael's face lit up at the news, his already good mood improving instantly.

He almost forgot about the coffee as he was about to run and tell Jeremy the news, but he calmed down a bit and focused on pouring sugar and cream into the bitter liquid.

Only now did he realize that he was no longer tired and didn't need the boost of caffeine, but he didn't care, he drank too much coffee usually, so nothing was stopping him.

He couldn't sprint like he wanted to, considering he would spill the scalding hot drink onto himself, but his urge to run only grew stronger.

He pressed the button on the elevator door, impatiently waiting for it to open.

When it finally opened, Michael realized how ridiculous he was being.

Jeremy knew Christine's burns were healing at a pretty quick rate and she was bound to be taken back soon, but Michael couldn't help but to be overwhelmed with excitement.

As he was walking towards Jeremy's room, he was hit with the knowledge that every time they were excited about Christine being imprisoned again, something bad was about to happen.

Michael tried to shake this off as he told Jeremy the news, but the small bit of worry continued to grow bigger as Michael thought of it more.

It was a constant battle of panic and reassurance inside of Michael's brain. Soon, the half of his brain consumed by reassurance thankfully won the battle.

A/N: I have ideas now!!!