* * *"Don't touch him!" Mike shouts at Vincent, pulling Jeremy forcefully to him.
"I could have been attacked b-by Freddy if he didnt-"
"..."
* * *
"Thanks Vincent," Jeremy says sipping at the beverage given from Vincent.
"My pleasure, how about you Mike?"
"I'd rather saw my own legs off then drink that," Mike snarls, flashing the light down the hallway.
* * *
Vincent leans over to flick on the vent light, but Mike slaps away his hand.
"We don't need you to babysit us,"
* * *
Mike and Jeremy had finishes the night harshly, but successfully, also with the supervision of Vincent. After the shift they retreat back to their homes and rest..
START:
MIKE ' S POV:I sluggishly crack open my eyes, averting to the sun sneakily seeping through the gaps between the curtain and window. I yawn, tiredly sitting myself upright. Hesitantly, I slowly rip the quilts away to expose my half naked body quivering at the coldness of the stale air reacting with it.
..hmm?
At the corner of my eye a light continuously flashes, desperately calling for me to check the device. I lean over and clench the phone in my hand firmly, and turn the screen on.
There were 16 unread messages.. 4 missed phone calls.. what..?
I tap my finger on the screen to open my messages up, to find that they were all sent from the same sender. Jeremy.
Mike, Are you there? Well I'm going to head on over to the carnival now, I'll hopefully see you there. :)
Shit. I forgot all about that. I hastily slide off my bed and stumble on towards the bathroom, throwing on a grey, long-sleeved shirt and a pair of black jeans.
I catch a glimpse of the time, and freak out more. That much time?! Fuuuck no no no.
I collects his wallet, phone, keys and beanie and bolt out.
*Time Skip*
I push on, as fast as I could gasping for breath. The distance shortening as I became closer and closer to the annual carnival. The joyful screams of children on roller coasters and machinery can be heard, whilst the gossip of younger fellows cheerfully roam the area.
Uh uh uh I can't see him!
My eyes frantically inspect the place looking for Jeremy, then finally I get a glance of his back turned to me down near the outside of the mirror maze. I sigh in relief, slowing down to a walk as I continue towards him.
Getting closer, I see his attention is averted to something not in my view, and to my luck..
My face distorts in disappointment, as I feel my heart sink deep into my guts. Why would Jeremy.. he didn't tell me.. why..
"What the heck?" I snap, lashing out at Jeremy and roughly pulling him towards me.
Jeremy widens his eyes in shock and gasps at the roughness of my action.
"W-what do you mean, are you okay m-"
"Why are you with him?" I demand loudly, losing the sense of everything surrounding myself.
"I bumped into him while I was waiti-"
"Mike, ease up," Vincent interjects, his eyes smiling with entertainment as he steps closer.
"Why should I listen to you?" I snap at him, feeling threatened by his presence.
"It seems you're inflicting pain upon Jeremy,"
... What?
I lower my gaze to Jeremy and pause. He is trembling as his face is mixed with facial expressions of confusion and pain.. I felt the tips of my fingers regain sense, I suddenly realise how tight I am clenching onto him.
"I-i'm so sorry-"
"W-what has gotten into you lately..?"
He croaks out and anxiously shrugs me off, and steps away from me towards Vincent, his face paling.
What has gotten into me..? ...What am I doing.. why.. did I react like that.. oh god.. fuck..
I can feel my eyes stinging, as I drop my arms beside my sides, gritting my teeth. I slouch over and avoid glancing at the two.
No.. This is my fault.. I'm the fool..
"... I'll leave you two, have fun," I grumble, not knowing that anything else could of handled the situation, i just brush it off.
Regretfully, I turn away and begin walking to god knows where. I'm such a mess..
JEREMY ' S POV:
"M-Mike wait" I hesitantly stutter, extending an arm towards Mike.
Vincent pulls me away and shakes his head.
I know Mike had been acting hostile towards Vincent, but it was confusing why..
As Mike disappears, I feel as if something big.. just broke off.. incomplete..?
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To be Continued..
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Woah
That escalated quickly..
I'm sorry if this chapter was.. weird.. hopefully the next chapter will be.. more.. idk..
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