Boyf Riends One Shots

Not mine, but still amazaballs

An: I didn't write this one, but Viola_ninja asked me to publish it because they were a bit nervous. When I read it I was like holy shit this is great, hell yes I want to help. So with out further ado

Jeremy didn’t know what to expect. He didn’t know this would happen. Squip,his Squip seemed so nice, and perfect, and real. Squip lured him in with his charming voice and dashing good looks. Now he was trapped.

He walked to his locker, Squips’ jacket around his shoulders instead of his favorite one that Michael gave to him. Oh Michael… ever since he’d started dating Squip he hasn’t seen him. There was one brief moment where Squip wasn’t there and he ran into him, but that seemed like so long ago.

It’s been 2 months since he saw his best friend.

Jeremy went towards his first class, before he was stopped by a strong hand on his wrist he knew all too well. The hand pinched the existing bruises that never seem to go away. He looked up at his boyf- no, tormentor, with worried eyes.

“Jeremy, you missed my locker. Again,” Squip spoke, his words venomous, but smooth as silk.

It confused the hell out of Jeremy.

“I-I’m sorry… please Squip… don’t hu-” he stopped short, remembering one of the first rules: never talk about his abuse to anyone. It started out with Squip saying that people would think they had some rough sex, and Jeremy didn’t want that, so he didn’t talk about it. As it got worse, he wanted to tell someone, but Squip just added more pain, until he got it through his head that nobody could know.

“C’mon Jerry, let’s go to class.” Squip had his arm a little too tightly wrapped around Jeremy’s waist as they walked. With the height difference, his body completely blocked Michael from Jeremy’s line of sight.

“Wait… I don’t know this area of the school… I don’t have classes over here…”

“Nobody does,” Squip growled, then shoved Jeremy against the walls. He knew there were no cameras back here, so he wouldn’t get caught. “Are you retarded this morning? Or are you just an idiot?”

Jeremy could only muster out a whimper in response.

“Pathetic. Why do I even keep dating you? You’re a waste of my time, and a waste of space. I should just break up with you. I’m sure you’d love that huh?”

“No! Please! I’ll never find anyone else except you!”

“Good,” he hummed, “but not great. I saw you looking at your little friend uh, Michael… I thought I told you not to talk to him.”

“You did! And I haven’t talked to him since two months ago! I haven’t seen him since two months ago!”

“We have been dating for 3 months Jeremy. I thought by now we would cut the crap, and stop lying.” He then thought for a minute. “2 months ago was the dance that you were too sick to go to with me. 2 months ago was when I told you to stay away from him. You cheated on me, and went to the dance with Michael, didn’t you?”

Jeremy paled, “No! That’s not what happened! I swear we were just catching up! Friends!-”

“With benefits. I should leave your sorry ass here. Maybe you can find Michael, ask him to be your boyf-”

“I can’t. He’s dating this Connor Murphy guy.”

“Oh, yeah the kid who moved here a month ago? After you last talked to Michael. Interesting how you know all of this information.” Squip clicked his tongue and grabbed Jeremy by the throat, choking him. “If you don’t stop lying to me, we are through. Did you, or did you not see Michael without my permission?”