Be More Chill OneShots

Rich Set a Fire In My Heart

RichxJake Halloween Party [Requested]

"Hey Rich, why aren't you drinking any beer? Livin' up the mood!" Jake had a shoulder around the small teenager.

"No, I'm not drinking that." Rich replied, it was obvious he was worried, or may be scared? About something.

"Rich.. you okay man?" Jake replied, a little tipsy.

"I need.. what? I need.." Rich held his head. His eyes clouding, Jake was getting really worried, his emotions heightened due to the drunkenness.

"Are you okay little guy?!" Jake hugged Rich.

"Get.." Rich started, his voice easing a bit, "AWAY FROM ME!" Rich shoved Jake off. Running towards the living room, panicked. "Sorry!" He suddenly yelled to Jake. Making the taller boy incredibly confused.

"Does anybody have any mountain dew red?" Rich cupped his hands, trying his best to stay calm.

Rich... you must understand..

"It's like normal mountain dew, but red." Rich tried again, people giving him confused stares.

Rich, it was going to happen. If you won't he will..

SHUT UP!

I have helped you.. are you going to give that up so easily?

I WANT MY HUMANITY!

"WHERE THE F**K CAN I GET SOME MOUNTAIN DEW RED?!" Rich couldn't help but scream out.

Jake ran up to him, "Do you have skitzsophrenia or something? I can help you!" Jake had his hair dripping with water.. he was sober.

"I don't need your help just- ugh GOD!" Rich ran out, leaving Jake by himself.. again.

Rich, I can hear your thoughts, DON'T DO IT

Rich couldn't control himself, he couldn't hear what Jeremy said to him. "WARNING, WARNING!" Rich cried out, dashing to the kitchen. Searching countless drawers.

"No.. more.. Squip.."

Rich if I die, you're coming with me

"Freedom.. at.. last!" Rich continued finding a box of matches. He grabbed a left-over beer and smashed it on the ground. Glass seemed to avoid the terrified boy.

He let the lighted match touch the liquid, dancing flames lighting up Rich's eyes. He couldn't stop laughing, and crying, and shaking.

"Rich?! I can help you!" Jake ran into the room, to see a small teenager surrounded by a flaming room. Screams were heard, Rich didn't move, flames began to crawl up his shoes.

"AUUUGGH! IT HURTS!" He belted out.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Jake got to his side. Flames already covering the living room.

"I'll be free Jake, free!" Rich had a crazy psycho smile that terrified Jake. He picked Rich up, with a few kicks and scratches.

Alcohol is extremely flammable, so the entire house was covered in fire now.
"LET ME GO YOU IDIOT!"

"NO! I JUST SAVE Y-" Jake got stuck as a wood plank fell under his feet. Suddenly his legs went numb, even though he saw them covered in fire.

Rich was on the ground now too, "haha..." Rich suddenly seemed aware of what was happening. He turned to see Jake on the ground, arm outstretched.

"Oh my god.." Rich gasped, pulling Jake out. Rich saw the burns on his arms and screamed, he realized how much it actually hurt. "Jake get out.. I need to.. save someone.."

"You saved me.."

"I know.." Jake, on the ground still.. crawled up to Rich, his legs laying limp. He pecked Rich on the cheek before crawling out determined.

Rich was stunned, but needed to.. he wasn't going to ignore the last person in here. He opened the door, knowing there was no lock. He saw the hooded sweat-shirt guy.

The guy looked stunned, he was obviously prepared to die. Rich didn't know what reasons he had, but he wouldn't let it happen. "Please.." he coughed out, pointing to the door. His bones making weird noises.

"Why?" Micheal muttered through dry tears.

"Just.. hurry.." Rich rasped, smoke filling his lungs. Micheal nodded, running out of the house.

Rich stumbled out of the doors, to see Jake on the ground with a phone to his ear.

"Yeah that's the.. address, hurry, I don't want it to burn down completely.." Jake hung up fro what Rich could only assume was 911. His Squip's cries were muffled.

Rich couldn't stop sobbing and hugging Jake, kissing him on the head repeatedly. "Did I- e-ever tell you how m-much I love y-you?" Tears trailing down like a waterfall.

Jake started crying too, "I broke my legs.. but what about you..? And uh... no you didn't.."

"I think I broke a lot of bones, it's hard to move.. to speak.. to breathe.." Rich said with his voice very hoarse.

"It's probably the smoke...babe."

"I like that name." Rich replied.

Soon the medics came and the two boys had (sadly) been taken away in separate  ambulances.

"Rich set a fire?" The medic asked Jake.

"Yea, in my heart.." Jake chuckled, he couldn't not smile at that thought.

(Sorry this took a while, I've been "busy")