What's your damage?| Bmc in the style of heathers✔

If I killed someone for you

⚠️TW: Mentions of Death/Slurs/swear words⚠️

POV Jeremy

I arrived at home when it was already around 11pm, I tried to walk as quiet as possible up the stairs to my room but one of the stairs creaked loudly and I nearly freaked.

Keep cool Jeremy. It's just a stair.
Shut the hell up you psycho!
Oh now I am the one who killed someone?

When my squip said, or thought, this I gulped heavily and the pictures of Dustin came up in my mind again.
Trying to get them out of my mind, I shook my head and continued walking to my room quietly.

The moment I arrived in my room, my phone ringed and I saw that it was Michael, my player 1.
I didn't even wait more than a second before I answered the call.

J: ''Yeah?''
M: ''Is it true?''
J: ''Wh-what do you mean?'' I felt how I began to sweat again and sat quietly down on my bed.
M: ''Didn't you read what Jenna on her Twitter account posted?''
J: ''No...?''
M: ''Check it now!'' I heard how his voice was shaking and I got a bad presentiment.

I went fastly over to my laptop on my desk and opened Twitter without even sitting down at my chair.
I didn't even need a lot of searching, I saw directly Jennas post as the first one at my site.



Wait what?! How did they-
Find out? They didn't.
But-
It's gossiping, comment something like, 'why should I do this, I wasn't even there at the time where it should've happened.'
Okay...



Oh fucking- what the hell?!
Rich could be an upcoming problem...maybe we could-
Don't even THINK about it.
We'll see.

M: ''Jeremy? You still there?''
I gulped heavily and continued talking with a shaking voice.
J: ''Y-yeah i'm present..''
M: ''Did you...did you do it?'' Michaels voice went more quiet and I took a deep breath before I sang quietly the truth.
J: ''Sorry that I did this.. the blood is on my hands, I stare at my reflection. I don't know who I am..'' I began to cry and heard how Michael gasped after air.

WHAT are you DOING?!
Practise my confession. In case I take the stand, I'll say I learned my lesson, I'll be a better man.
You are so stupid!

M: ''I-'' Through the phone, I heard how he was sobbing a bit and someone else was whispering something to him.

Rich is talking with Michael, I told you we should-
No.

M: ''W-why? What- what now?!''
J: ''I'm packing up my things and I'm wiping down the walls...I'm rinsing off my clothes and I'm walking through the halls.'' My eyes filled with tears again and I had to sit down before i'd collapse at the floor.
M: ''Why Jeremy, why would you-''

Lie, but lie realistically.
What?
You do have feelings for him, I'm inside your brain I know that, say you did it for him.
But he'll feel bad!
Prison or Michael feeling bad for a moment?