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

Seventeen (reprise)

A few things: i'm writing mostly based on the bmc book (Jeremy's mom isn't gone in it so don't wonder) When it's about the details. I'd never dare to make Michael like he is in the book 👀

POV Jeremy

Hello?
Squip?
Keanu Reeves?
Are you gone?
Finally!

I woke up and saw several machines next to my bed- wait where was I?
I looked at the bed next to me and recognised fastly that I was in a hospital.
When I looked closer, I was able to recognize Rich who laid in the bed, Michael holding his hand while sleeping with his head and arms leaning over at the bed.

''Honey you are awake!'' I heard a voice from the other side of my bed and looked at them.
''Yeah, Hey Mom.'' I greeted the voice, turned out it was my Mom, and I smiled a bit.
''We were all so worried!'' My Mom smiled and hugged me tightly which I returned.
''Why? What did even happen?'' I asked now and looked confused.
''You don't remember?'' My Mom sighed and took my Hand.
''The explosion, you don't remember?''

Explosion?!

''Explosion?!'' I almost screamed and heard how someone else was yawning whereupon I turned around and saw Michael who just woke up.
''Morning.'' I grinned but Michael just looked away.
''I'll let you guys better talk, I don't know everything. Just that there was an explosion.'' My Mom said and disappeared out of the room.

I swallowed down a bit of my upcoming fears and looked down from what I, this time really, screamed.
''M-m-my finger?!'' I stuttered and held up hand where sewing stitches around the middle finger were.
''Michael what-?'' I shouted and got scared while I looked at him waiting for an answer.
''You really don't know,'' Michael looked confused but then just jaundiced.
''It was your squip wasn't it? It took over you body right?'' He asked and I gulped.
''Wh-what are you talking about?''
''You trying to blow up the school, coming through my window into my room, me shooting your away your finger 'cause you wanted to kill everyone? I could go on and on.'' Michael sighed sadly and I looked at him with wide eyes.
''Are you- are you serious?'' I stuttered and felt how I started to tear up.
''Yes, sadly I am. You'd be dead if Rich wouldn't have been there in the last second.'' Michael smiled weakly and looked at Rich with probabaly the most caring look I've ever seen from Michael in my entire life.
''How?'' I swallowed down the tears and digged my fingers, the ones which were fine, into my pillow.
''He got the bombs away from you body, he could've killed himself if it'd have gone wrong!'' Michael hid his face in his hands and I looked down.

What the fucking hell happened?!  Did the Squip take over my body?!

''Woah I- I wish I could remember but-'' I began but got interrupted.
''You weren't present, not really.'' Rich suddenly said quietly and I looked up.
''Yeah.'' I sighed and shook my head.
''Thanks Rich, I don't know why you did that but thank you.'' I showed him a weak smile and laid back in the bed.

POV Rich

''I didn't do it for y-'' I was already talking but Michael pushed me his elbow at my arm and I winced.
''Ow why did you do that!?''' I yelled quietly and pretended to be hurt.
''Offended.'' I added but grinned.
''Just shut up and drink a slushie.'' Michael said and laughed a bit.
''Here's no slushie Mikey!''
''Listen to Bob Marley.''
''No headphones!''
''Read a book?''
''Here's none!''
''I give up!'' Michael raised his arms after this conversation and laid back in his chair.
''Are you now-'' I began but then a nurse came fastly into he room.