I Swear I'm Not Insane (Jeremike)

What Happens Once Shall Happen Twice (Only Twice the Pain)

Mike walked inside of his apartment, flicking the lights on as he walked down the hallway. He yawned and almost collapsed on to his couch in the small living room.

He could hear the clock on the wall slowly tick by, as he sighed into the quietness. He wasn't complaining. He enjoyed living by himself, except at times it could become...lonely.

He thought about last night's job, and the new guy he had to work with. Jeremy? Was it? He was terrible at remembering names. He was sure he would learn it over time. He yawned and dug his face into a pillow. Hopefully tonight would be an easy job...

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11:36pm

Mike was driving down the freeway towards the pizzeria, having his music blaring at full volume. It helped him calm down somehow, knowing that in less in an hour he could possibly be murdered.

He turned off the freeway and down a few streets and parked in the car park. Much to his surprise however, another car was already there. A Subaru Impreza WRX STI was parked a few spots away from his car, (the picture I've put at the top) and Mike was pretty amazed that someone with a car like that would be here. He saw someone exit the car. "H-Hey Mike!"
"Jeremy? Holy shit..."

(I have so changed Jeremy in this story to his usual appearance XD Just roll with it)

"Hey... that's a pretty impressive car for someone who works at a pizzeria." Mike said walking over to him, with a broad smirk on his face. "R-really? I just...its a long story." Jeremy said turning away and walking, almost running, towards the pizzeria. Mike rushed after him. "Hey! Slow down, you shouldn't be that enthusiastic to go inside there..." Jeremy refused to make eye contact, but shrugged. "I just like being prepared..."
"You weren't exactly "prepared" being late last night..." Mike muttered. Jeremy scoffed. "Shut up."

~~

They both made it to the security office, and their shift had just begun.

A silence once again fell between them both.

"But really, I never thought someone...well...like you would have a sports car." Mike said, putting extra emphasise on "you", while tilting his head towards Jeremy. "How did you afford something like that? Was your last jobs pay that goo-"
"Look Mike, I do not want to talk about what my last job was, so could you kindly please shut the hell up?" Jeremy said cutting him off through gritted teeth.

Mike looked at him. "I was only curious..." he stood up from his chair and grabbed the tablet out of Jeremy's hands, replacing it with the flashlight he was holding. "And next time, you don't have to be so rude about it."

Rage and annoyance was bubbling up between them both. "I'm the one being...rude?" Jeremy's tone has suddenly changed, causing Mike to stop walking back to his seat and turn around. "Yes. You were. Do you have a problem with me stating my mind?"

"No. Jeremy control yourself!" His conscious was screaming at him.

He stood up from his own chair and walked towards Mike. His voice was almost dripping with poison when he was speaking now. Mike was...almost scared.

"Actually... I do." He suddenly ran towards Mike and clutching his shirt collar and throwing him against the wall.

"I may look absolutely pathetic, but that doesn't me I'm petrified of you, I may stutter, I may cower at times, but I swear if you try and get on my bad side of me I will hunt you down."

Mike froze in shock. He didn't dare speak. His only stared at Jeremy. His eyes were almost staring straight through him, as if he could feel him staring down every emotion he was feeling.

Jeremy suddenly calmed, and saw what was happening. He released Mike and looked down at his own hands, once again refusing to make eye contact.

"O-oh my gosh Mike, I-I'm so sorry for this! I d-didn't mean to do that, d-did I accidentally hurt you? Oh my gosh I did-"
"Jeremy. It's fine." Mike said putting his hand in front of Jeremy's mouth. Jeremy shook his head and walked away from Mike. "N-no it's not Mike! I have a really bad time trying to c-control my anger, and I-I'm scared to what could actually do to someone!"

Mike sighed and walked over to him. "Jeremy. Although I've only known you for one day, I can understand that you feel that way. But I know already that you aren't the type of person to hurt others."

"I can understand"
"Hurt others"
"Aren't that type"
"I know already"

Jeremy once again pushed himself away from Mike. "You don't understand what it's like! You don't know what it's like to be me, and you don't know what I've done before!" Jeremy was almost screaming at him.

"Jeremy calm down! I-" he was interrupted by the faint sound of radio static. "What Mike?! Are going to try and tell me it's not my fault?! Because all of it is my-"
Mike looked up at the roof above them.

"Shit..."

Mangle swooped down from the ceiling, aiming straight for Jeremy. Mike yelled his name as he ran towards him, pushing him out of the way. Mangle let a slight screeching noise before scuttling down the hallway on the ceiling.

"Fuck the was clos-" Mike said looking down at Jeremy. He suddenly saw he was too late. Mangle didn't attack Jeremy's head, it had gotten his throat.

~~

Mike was waiting outside the emergency room, hearing the yells of people from inside. His hands were holding his head as he looked down at the ground in front of him. "Excuse me?" He heard someone say. Mike looked up and saw a doctor standing there.

"Hi I'm doctor Fritz Smith." (*fangirly squeals and snorts in delight*) "I've been called been called here to tell you that your partner will survive." Mike sighed. But instantly realised what the doctor had said. "No, he's not my partner. He's a work associate."
"Forgive me, it's just the way you were acting so concerned for his safety when you rushed in here with him your arms..."

Fritz fake coughed. "Excuse me for getting off topic. But he did fortunately not lose a great amount of blood. He will be back to normal in a matter of a few short weeks. I wish you both well."
"Thank you." Mike muttered as the doctor walked back into the emergency room. Mike sighed.

~~

Omfg Jeremy DX

THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS, WHEN YOU DONT DO YOUR JOB.

But damn, I'm giving Jeremy a TOTALLY new personality B)

And my favourite part of this chapter was "Fritz fake coughed" he totally ships those two already XD