A Little Sane

Chapter 89

Fifteen minutes after the news aired, there was a was a bagging on the apartment door. Jerome groaned slightly. Someone was close to busting the door in. He had a feeling it might be Mercedes coming to demand he let her come back home. He rolled his eyes when he opened the door. Jeremiah was standing with a gun aimed at him. 

"What the fuck do you want?!"

Jerome walked back through the living room angry. Jeremiah walked in the apartment with his gun still aimed.

"Is she here?!"

Jerome turned around annoyed.

"No, she is not here! Why the hell are you so concerned?! I'm pretty sure she wouldn't be so happy is you actually busted her door down and broke it!"

Jeremiah looked at Jerome angrily.

"Her door?!"

Jerome looked at Jeremiah as if he had lost his mind even more.

"Yes her door! Everything in this place, even if it is mine, is hers! We share everything here! This is her home too!"

Jeremiah laughed slightly. He kept his gun aimed and ready.

"You mean her home that you will not let her come back to!"

Jerome narrowed his eyes. His dark glare threatened to run straight through Jeremiah. Jeremiah didn't seem phased at all.

"How do you..?"

"I was with her last night! I was worried after she would not answer me all afternoon! I had Karen locate her!"

Jerome groaned loudly. He was extremely angry at Jeremiah.

"Of course you fucking were!"

Jeremiah stepped closer.

"You tried to attack my unborn child! You tried to hurt Mercedes!"

Jerome's maniacal laugh fell on Jeremiah's ears.

"Put that fucking gun away! I wouldn't actually hurt your precious little baby! I just needed to get my frustration out!"

"By throwing a dagger at her?! Chasing her down?! Forcing her to throw fireballs at you to defend herself?!"

Jerome smirked.

"She missed every single time by the way."

Jeremiah put the gun away frustrated.

"Of course she missed you fucking abuse psycho! She does not actually want to hurt you! You are going to kill her one day!"

Jerome swiftly punched Jeremiah in the cheek, causing him to hit the floor. Jeremiah stood up and reached for his gun, but Jerome already had one pointed at him.

"I would never kill her! There is a fine line between abuse and murder, but I can promise you I know the difference!"

Jerome glared at Jeremiah. He wanted more than anything to pull the trigger, but he knew how Mercedes would feel if he did. He put his gun away.

"When are you going to give this up?! When are you going to admit to yourself that she doesn't want you like she wants me?! She's made it very clear Jeremiah!"

Jeremiah shook his head. He stepped back a step.

"I just do not understand.. you hurt her.."

Jerome laughed again. He shook his head amused. Jeremiah stared at him annoyed.

"You really don't get it? She's not normal Jeremiah!"

Jeremiah stepped forward.

"She is not crazy!"