(Michael POV)
I saw Jeremy walk out of the yard through the window. I let out the breath I was holding in. "Fuck"
As much as I missed him I also felt extremely pissed.
I layed on my bed and blasted some music on my headphones. Not even Bob Marley could fix my friendship problem.
are friendship can't just be fixed with a musical number like it broke before.
I heard light steps coming closer to my bedroom. They stopped when they got to my door and it took a few seconds before my mom decided to just talk form the other side of the door.
"Honey?"
I just stayed silent. What's the point of speaking up? She knows I'm in the room.
If you knew me you would definitely know I don't act like this...but you don't, no one does and the only person that did crushed me. I remember I felt fine being a loser and geeky but Jere-... His! words cut deeper than any knife ever did.
Maybe I'm exaggerating. But it doesn't feel like it and I don't plan on falling on my knees and begging for forgiveness. If anyone here does, it has to be Jeremy not me not the.. Squip? And definitely not the school teens hah I mean mini satan's.
A creaking sound outside my window knocked me out of my thoughts.
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Regrets -BMC (Michael x Jeremy) [Semi Completed]
FanfictionIt was dark and the not so distant voice of the one who used to haunted the poor boy swam deeper and deeper into the boys mind. Jeremy jolted from the hospital bed in sweat. He was scared. He was shaking.