boyf riends one - shots!

weak.

i'm just vibing to 4 morant by doja cat on youtube and got in an angsty mood so ,,, h ,, here this is

TW IF YOU'RE SENSITIVE TO SELF HATRED/HURTFUL WORDS

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jeremy slammed the bedroom door shut behind him, sinking back against the wood and panting heavily. the squip was acting up again. this time, it's worse; too many voices insulting him in his head and repeating it over and over, overwhelming him as he threw his hands over his ears in attempt for it to stop. "you'll never get rid of me, jeremy," the squip said in an animatronic-like voice, the words causing an ache in the back of his head. 

"please! go away!" jeremy squeezes his eyes shut, the ringing in his ears failing to stop as he yanked his knees to his chest, gripping at the sides of his hair. he didn't have any mountain dew red— he needs mountain dew red. the voices sound like whispers— low, glitchy whispers that were filling his head. telling him he was disgusting, he needs to be fixed, everyone around him despises him, everyone just pities him. 

he could hear his heart beating in his ears, shakily crawling over to his dresser to desperately search for something. something to make him pass out, even— just to make it all stop, he needed it to stop. jeremy feels the ache on the back of his head creep towards the sides, grimacing at the painful feeling and falling back against the floor. 

"s-stop, pleasepleaseplease stop," jeremy cries out, hitting the sides of his head with his hands and feeling tears well up in the corners of his eyes. "shut up! shut up, shut up, shut up!" jeremy repeats, his chest rising up and down unevenly as he leans his head back against the bed, the multiple voices only increasing in volume. 

"michael only pities you, he doesn't actually like you. neither does christine." the squip appears in front of the anxiety consumed boy, having an extremely glitchy like appearance. everything around jeremy seemed to be going pitch black, everything except the squip. "everyone thinks you're pathetic— worthless, even. they think you're weak." the words were surrounding jeremy at this point, covering his ears and letting out a loud sob. 

"they all do. everyone who looks at you feels disgusted to see such a repulsive human being. nobody would spare a glance at you." jeremy is shouting at this point, shaking his head and feeling a large amount of wet tears dripping down his flushed cheeks. "stop it! shut up!" his voice breaks, gripping onto the sides of his hair. 

"and what are you going to do, jeremy? run off to michael? pathetic. you always depend on everyone else. nobody actually cares about you— not even your own mother. why else do you think she left? because of you. you're a failure." jeremy screams; hurling over and burying his face into his knees with his hands over his ears, panting heavily and feeling the wet tears soak his blue jeans. 

suddenly, everything stops.

the voices have gone quiet.

jeremy looks up through blurry eyes to see his room back to normal— no squip, no dark room, and most importantly, everything is silent. he shakes his head, hugging his knees to his chest to bawl into his already-soaked-jeans, his entire body trembling. this was the worst the voices had gotten.

and they would probably haunt jeremy until he couldn't take it anymore. 

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HAHA,,,, i'm sorry jeremy i love u but we in an angsty mood

it's hella short but YK