BMC/DEH Oneshots

Vent Part

So this is basically based on what I have been feeling recently... Sorry for no update sooner...

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What's wrong with me? I've had a great day, I didn't do anything wrong. Why do I always think I did something wrong?

Jeremy Heere sat in the corner of his room, shaking, crying, and wondering what he did wrong.

The S.Q.U.I.P is gone, Michael and I are friends again, what did I do wrong? I mean I know I did something wrong but I don't know what IdidwrongandwhydoIwlaysefeelthisway-

Jeremy was interrupted by the familiar sound of his text notifications.

Text from Player 1 : Hey, are you ok? You weren't at school today.

Player 2: I'm fine.

And here I go lying again. I only ever lie. I never tell the fucking truth and should just die. Wait, I don't want to die... Do I?

Player 1: Fine doesn't  mean fine. The scale goes great, good, ok, not ok, I hate you, fine. Whats up? 

Player 2: I don't even know I mean I did something wrong but I don't know what I did wrong but I know I did something wrong I just don't know what. I always feel like I did something wrong but I never know what I did wrong. Is something wrong with me? Am I mental? Oh god I'm probably mental.

Fucking great now he thinks I'm mental and wont want to be my friend anymore well isn't this just fan-fucking-tastic. I should just die. I wish I offed myself instead, wish I was never really even god-fucking born.

Player 1: Do you want me to come over? You sound like you need a hug.

Player 2: If you're serious, yes.

Player 1: Ok, be right over.

Jeremy sat on his floor, shaking, until Michael arrived. He let himself in, and went up to find Jeremy. He looked terrible, red puffy eyes,  messy hair, and hyperventilating. Michael helped clean him up, while listing everything he loved about Jeremy.

¨You are such an amazing person.¨ He said while brushing Jeremy's hair.

¨You were there for me when no one else was.¨ He said while pressing cold cloths onto his eyes.

¨I will always be here for you.¨ He said while lifting Jeremy bridal-style onto his bed.

¨And I want you to know how much I love you.¨ He said while covering Jeremy up.

¨Micha?¨ Jeremy wanted to know if what Michael said was true, how he loved him.

¨I know what you're about to ask, and yes. I really do love you. So much more than you could every know. Please, please stay exactly as you are. Never change.¨ 

¨I love you too, and everything you just said applies to you too. I love you. Mahal Kita.¨

¨Mahal din kita.¨

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This thought goes through my head, all the time. What am I doing wrong? What did I do wrong? I had a great day, but i feel like I did something wrong. I always feel like I did something wrong, and there are days where I skip classes, go home early, or don't go to school at all because of it. I just don't know what's wrong with me. I need to die.