Two Player Game

~Chapter Thirty-One~

They get outta there. Jeremy analyzing the bottle the entire way back.

"Just one. Every morning. She said more than that could be harmful. So we'll get started on that tomorrow." Jeremy nods. He pauses. Why did he have the thought he just had? No no no no that's bad. Why did he think of even doing it??

"When we get back home, I want you to hide them. Give me one every morning."

"..... Okay. I can do that. Definitely." he knows exactly what just went through his head. He had the same one with his anxiety medication. Jeremy can tell that he knew what he was talking about by the way his face changed his expression. Michael is quiet now, bouncing his left leg as he drives.

Jeremy is still questioning himself. Why did he say that? Did he actually mean it? He thought about it. He thought about it right here and now in this car, and Michael is freaking out. Does he think about it often? How often? Has he tried? Michael's probably gonna want to talk to him when they get home.

Definitely. He's so nervous now. "Jer, when do you want to start packing for Princeton?" He's distracting himself before he panics and crashes

"Soon. I don't want to leave just yet."

"All right, that's fine. We'll have to get one of those four man rooms so Jared can take one."

"Jared got into Princeton????"

"Hell Yeah. It's gonna be the three of us against the world."

"That's awesome!"

"Right? I'm really excited. If Evan would've applied it would've been perfect."

"Where's he going?"

"Wyoming. Can you imagine?"

"Oh... poor Jared."

"Right? Horrible. I'd go crazy if I was stuck here and you went to WYOMING."

"He's gotta be stuck with US while Evan goes to Wyoming."

"Poor guy. Stuck with our Gay asses. I'm gonna feel bad every time we kiss and he's in the room."

"Well he's gonna go visit him for holidays right? The same time we're going down to Cuba." Jeremy is going with Michael down to his family for every holiday.

"Oh yeah, he'll probably either go out there or have Evan come out to us every holiday."

"Then they'll get the dorm to theirselves. Lucky them."

"They better stay outta my bed."

"Jared's probably gonna say the same thing about us."

"Well I'm not gonna want to fuck with that guy. Not when he hasn't seen Ev in a long time."

"Yeah....." they get home. Michael hides his pills while Jeremy just sits on the couch. He put them with his anxiety meds.

"I'm sorry..."

"Not a problem, baby, no reason to be sorry."

"I worried you. And I shouldn't have. I didn't mean it, Michael..."

"It's okay, Jeremy, really. It is. I'm here to help, to take care of you. It's okay."