"Michael? What the hell are you doing here?" I questioned the boy standing at my doorway.
"Move Jeremy I'm coming to get my jacket." He pushed pass me walking right up to my room. I followed him up there slowly.
"Jeremy what is he doing here?" The squip questioned as I leaned against my door frame watching Micheal look for his jacket. Shut up for a second would you? He's just here to get his jacket. "Oh you mean the jacket you hid because you wanted to keep it for a little while longer." Yes, now go away for like 3 seconds so I can talk to Micheal. "As you wish." He sighed and disappered.
"Ugh Jeremy come on where'd you fucking hide it?"
"I didn't." Micheal looked towards me glaring.
"Sure you didn't. Can you please just give it to me? I don't wanna inconvience you with my presence more than I have too." He exclamied sarcastically.
"Whatever, it's in the drawer by the bed." He walked over to the bedside drawer and pulled it out, putting it on.
"Thanks i guess." He mumbled, heading towards me to walk out of the room. As he walked past me i grabbed his arm.
"Hey wait, I wanna talk to you." He rolled his eyes.
"I don't really wanna hear anything you have to say to me right now."
"Micheal shut up for a damn second I just wanted to say-"
"No! You don't get it do you? Do even have any idea how much of an asshole you are?!" He snapped back.
"Oh fuck off Mike can't you jus-"
"No. You don't get to call me that. You don't get to fucking call me that. Were not friends, remember Jeremy?" He was speaking with anger but his eyes showed he was hurt. I felt a pang of guilt.
"Come on just listen-"
"No you fucked up Jeremy do you even know how much damage you did?!" I scoffed and rolled my eyes.
"Shut up, me calling you a loser was no big deal!" I glared at him.
"Yeah? Well it was for me Jeremy! I wanted to die! God I wished I'd never fucking been born!" He screamed, tears now falling on his face. I felt my heart drop in my stomach.
"Micheal wait what?" His face quickly drained of color.
"N-nothing," he said quickly wiping at his tears, "I have to go bye." He added before basically sprinting out of the house as I stood there stunned. Then it hit me.
"O-oh my god what did I do?!" I shouted to myself. I felt tears start to fall. I made Micheal want to die.
"Hey slugger what're the tears for?" The squip re-appeared in front of me.
"Did you fucking know?" I asked angrily.
"Know what?"
"That because of what I said to Micheal he wanted to kill himself!"
"Oh, that." He paused. "Yes I suppose I did, does it matter?" I felt anger flood through my body.
"You knew? You didn't wanna maybe give me a fucking heads up?" I snapped.
"Jeremy I told you once and I'll tell you again. Micheal is a link to Jeremy 1.0 and that's not who you are anymore meaning Micheal cannont be in your life." He paused. "Plus, it probally would've been better if he would've died. The brat doesn't know how to mind his own business." He sneered.
"Get the fuck out of me now."
"Excuse me?" He laughed.
"I want you out, immediately." The squip laughed again.
