GAME OVER (Jeremy X Reader)

Chapter 12: Corrected

I was growing tired of this game of merry-go-round. 

I began feeling up the walls with me hands, trying to find anything that might help. A possible separate exit. It was a long shot, but that's all I had.

*Ring* Ring* *Ring*

My ears perked up. It was my ringtone. 

My phone! 

I followed the noise, searching. 

It was coming from outside that damned door.

I saw the nob jiggling, hearing the pieces come out of place to unlock the door.

Oliver quickly tip-toed in and softly closed the door behind him, key in hand.

"Oliver?" I questioned. "Wha- What're you doing here? We shut down your SQUIP."

"Yeah, I never did get to thank you for that. So, thanks for that. But we need to get out of here and come back with all the red mountain dew you and Michael have."

"You still haven't answered my question. Why are you here? How are you here?" I was being cautious. I was not about to be tricked again. I don't know what could've happened to him and Vanessa in the past few hours.

"I snuck in here to save you. I owe you one, and after this I won't. I don't like being in someone's debt. Can we skip the talking for now? We have limited time."

"Oh yeah. Of course." I said.

He grabbed my hand, as we readied ourselves to leave the room. But that's when I noticed something I hadn't seen before.

I remembered the circuit veins that Jeremy got when the SQUIP had gotten extremely powerful inside of him. There was something coming up his clavicle from under his shirt.

"Take off your shirt."

"Woah, Y/N. Aren't you with that Heere kid?" Oliver said.

"Take off the shirt Oliver." I demanded.

He didn't move, so I ripped the shirt from his body, revealing circuit veins. 

I looked back up and his eyes were now a sharp turquoise.

"How-" Was all I could get out before he threw me across the room into the wall. 

"AW! Ow!" I groaned trying to stand up.

Oliver came over to me and held me against the wall, both of us at eye level.

"What happened to Vanessa?" I asked.

"Vanessa was weak. I needed something, someone, stronger. Oliver could provide that for me. So I just used the transition processor again and left her lame ass back at the school." He explained.

I cringed as another shot of pain exuded from my neck surging through my entire being. It was becoming stronger and more often. I should've told Jeremy, or Michael what had been happening. But here we are... And I can't go back and change the past.

"Painful?" He asked, mockingly. 

I looked at him in disgust. "Wha- AHH! AHHHHHH! AH! STOP! PLEASE! PLEASE STOP!!!" I cried as he pressed his hand against the wound on the back of my neck. "AHH! STOP! JUST STOP, PLEASE!" Some tears came down my face.