Pac Man Tattoos // Michael X Jeremy {COMPLETED}

Marie

(SELF HARM WARNING)

(Jeremy's POV)

Michael is yelling at me. "I hate you! You left me for her! You don't even want me. I might as well die!!" Michael grabs a piece of glass from the ground and puts it across his arm. Blood spurts out and I scream.

"Michael? Michael! I didn't mean to choose her over you!" I run to him. He cut all along his arms and now he's lifting the glass up to his neck. "No Michael!" I hit the glass out of his hand but he lifts his other hand and reveals another piece. He slices it across his neck. "Don't leave! I love you. Don't go!" I'm sobbing and grabbing Michael's now lifeless body. "I love you Michael," Then everything goes white.

(Michael's POV)

Michael doesn't know how long he's been in the hallway for but it seems like a lifetime. Finally the door to Jeremy's room opens and a bunch of doctors and nurses rush out. One of them walks up to him and helps him up.

"Hi, I'm Pam. Are you Michael?" She smiles sadly at him and he feels angry that she is able to smile. He doesn't think he will ever smile again.

"Yes, I am," Her smile widens and he is about to yell at her when she speaks.

"He's asking for you," Then she walks away. Michael runs into the room and smiles when he sees Jeremy is indeed asking for him.

"Michael?" Jeremy asks. Michael envelops Jeremy in a tight hug. "Ow," Jeremy says and Michael pulls back scared that he hurt the small boy. Jeremy laughs lightly at Michael's reaction but he ends up breaking into coughs. "I'm okay," He manages to squeak out. A nurse comes in and tells Michael that visiting hours are over and that he can come back tomorrow. Michael looks at Jeremy one more time before leaving the room. He's going back as soon as he can.

(Time Skip)

Michael walks into his house and is surprised to see his mom, whom he calls Marie, on the couch. He jumps and tries to run up the stairs without her noticing. (Sorry for how I'm making his mom in this story. I need to keep it interesting) Unfortunately, Marie already saw him and is yelling at him to get his butt in the living room.

"Yes Ma?" He says, his voice shaking. He would never call her Marie to her face. He notices the empty bottle on the coffee table next to her and then the half empty one in her hand.

"Where have you been?" She snarls.

"I was at th-the hospital. Jeremy got in a c-car crash," He says quietly.

"Speak up boy!" She yells. He flinches as she throws the empty bottle at the wall next to him. He quickly repeats himself louder and she laughs. "Finally, maybe he'll die and I'll finally get rid of you."

Michael scrunches up his face first he's mad but then he's confused. "How would that get rid of me?"

Marie laughs again. "I was hoping you would kill yourself. I don't like having a gay son like you in my family. It's a disgrace."

Michael stands where he is in shock. He would kill himself. He's tried before, but he's glad he failed.

"Maybe I should just kill you now and get it over with," Michael unfreezes and runs away from the living room. Marie somehow gets to the front door before he does and stands in front of it. "You aren't going anywhere HOMO!" Michael runs upstairs to his room and locks the door behind him. Marie drinks and might hit him sometimes. But this!? She's going to kill him! Just then there is banging on the door.

"Let me in Mikey!" Marie says in a sweet voice. "I love you, Mikey!"

Why is she being so nice? I still love her. Love is tough, love is pain. Isn't that what people tell you? If you love someone you have to work through the pain. Work through the bad parts and you'll eventually get to the good? That's what happens all the time with Marie. So I go to the door and open it. I get wrapped up in a hug and she smiles.

"Don't scare me like that Mikey!" She says sternly. She slaps me across the face. "I love you honey."

I put a hand to my face and reply. "I love you too."