||Priority|| (Michael Mell x Reader) [Be More Chill]

||Chapter Eight|| {Part One}

Michael was crying, as was Jeremy.

Michael was beating up his best friend.
What happened?

His hands grew shaky, and he let Jeremy go.

Jeremy looked at Michael with an expression of distrust.
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It's been like, twenty minutes. Where was Michael?

You looked around.

A short girl skipped out of a hall.

"O-Oh, excuse me!!" You blurt.

"Hmm?" She stopped and approached you.

"I'm looking for a friend. He said that he was going to the choir hall." You say.

"Oh! That's right down there, the same hall as the theatre room!" She smiled wide at the mention of theatre.

"Oh, thank you!" You sighed in relief.

"I can go with you!! I'm actually heading back that way."
"Okay!"

"What's your name?" She asked, slowing her pace to yours.

"(Y/n). I just started school here." You answer.

"Cool! My name's Christine!" She chimed.

You two started to hear groans of pain.

Christine ran up to a doorway, and gasped.

"Oh my god, Jeremy!" She exclaimed, rushing in.

You got there as fast as you could manage.

What you saw was horrifying.

Jeremy's face was a bloody mess.

Michael stepped back when he saw you.

"You monster! How could you?!" Christine started crying at Jeremy's now unconscious side.

You were in disbelief.

There was blood on Michael's hands.

"What...?" You breathed.

Michael sprinted out the door, pushing you out of the way in the process.

You fell down, and the sound of your crutches hitting the floor echoed throughout the school.

You inhaled sharply at the pain in your leg.

You limped over to where Jeremy was.

"I-I'll go get the nurse..! She might still be in her office." Christine ran off.
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Christine gave you a ride home that day.

"Thank you." You sigh, hopping out and readying your crutches.

"No problem. You said he lives next to you, so if you have any problems, don't hesitate to call me." She sighed.

Jeremy was going to be okay. Just some bruising.

You two said your goodbyes, and you approached your apartment.

You stopped, and looked at the door to Michael's.

You could hear faint yelling from inside.

You frowned.
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Michael wasn't at school the next day.

Neither was Jeremy.