BMC Boyf Riends One Shots

Missing Pt 1

I... I've been thinking...The Pitiful Children gives me Cultist vibes...that or I've been watching W A Y too much Camp Camp heh.

But umm...this came to my head when I was still waking up lol so like...yeah

Jeremy had woken up to the sound of knocking at the door, and when he opened the door he seen a small black box at the doorstep.

"The heck is this?" He mumbled, picking it up and closing the door.

He sat on the couch, staring at the box in confusion. He looked at the address, it was in some kind of weird cipher. He decided to text Michael about it.

Boyf sent a photo:

Boyf: Micha help. I can't tell what the address on this weird package says, can u like unscramble it 4 me

Riend: Ok, it might take a minute

Boyf: ok thnx.

Riend: don't open it until I txt back

Boyf: ok.

Riend: luv u JereBear

Boyf: luv u 2 Micha

Jeremy wanted so bad to open the box and see what was inside but he had no clue who sent it.

"What's the worse that could happen?" Jeremy mumbled, slowly picking the tape off the top. "Dang this is hard..." It was, the tape was on extremely tight on the box.

He eventually got it off, and opened the box. Nothing. Then he looked down to see smoke start to form in the box and it eventually filled the room.

He tried to get to the stairs but he felt his body go limp and his eyes lids slowly closed.

His body collapsed on the floor, and it looked like he was peacefully asleep.

The door opened, and the man who came in picked Jeremy up, writing a number on his hand, and carried him outside, closing the door behind him.

Jeremy's phone had been dropped and began buzzing.

Riend: Jere! Don't open that box!

Riend: It's been sent by a cult! They're gonna kidnap u!

Riend: Jeremy? Jeremy r u there? Jeremy!?

(Time skip thingy)

Jeremy woke up in a pitch black room, and looked down at his legs and seen they were held down by some kind of metal cuffs. His wrists were too.

He was also in a different outfit. He was in a black shirt, long sleeve, and black pants. He also realized his hair wasn't falling in his face.

"Hello Jeremiah Madison Heere. Welcome to your new life." A soothing voice rang in the room. "Here we will erase your fear and insecurities, as well as your emotional imbalance."

"What?" Jeremy asked, trying to escape. "Also how do you know my name?"

"We know everything about you. Your parents are Jessica and Paul Heere. Your mother left you before junior year and now your father is depressed. You're a senior now and you have a boyfriend, Michael Omipon Mell, and you have two real friends, Richard Gerard Goranski and Christine Canigula."

"H-How do you know that!?"

"Like I said. We know EVERYTHING about you. We've been watching you for a while. With our help, you will be healed. Starting with out first tactic, not so subliminal messaging." The voice said and some weird machine moved from the ceiling and plugged something into Jeremy's ears.