Journey Ever Re-Directed

Emotional jam

Jeremy's POV

Michael was over within minutes. Surprising to me, because he's usually over within practically seconds, but when he came in, I realized why it took slightly longer.

Michael had found every single CD, Cassette, or video tape that had music on it in his house. I don't know why, we could've just started a three month free trial of Apple Music, yet something about his stack of vintage music made me think there might just be more songs in that pile then in the entirety of the itunes store. I'm not exactly surprised. "Michael there is no way in hell you know every song on all of those media files." I said.

"Check me." He said, pulling out a random disk and throwing it at me. "Tell me the name of the album and a track number."

"Uh. Toxicity, track six."

"System of a down, Chop Suey!. Oh I don't think you trust~ in~ my~ self riotous suicide~" He said then sang a part of the song.

"Fuck, dude." I said, impressed. I grabbed one and grinned. This is gonna be gold. I look at Kian and grinned, showing him.

He smiles.

"In the zone, track six." I grin.

He stays silent for a second. "I.... I have no clue what your talking about." He'd rather admit.

"Say it Michael." I said grinning.

"Fuck you. Brittney spears toxic."

"Not gonna sing it?~" I tease.

"Baby can't you see~ I'm calling~ a guy like you~ should wear a warning~ Its dangerous~ I'm falling~" he stairs me directly in the face with a look of 'fuck you, Jeremy' written all over it. I clap.

"Alright, let's get to work." I said. We set the media down and I smile. "Let's start with true sadness."

"But I kind of know that one..." Kian said.

"No no no, you know regret. Not sadness." I say. "Michael. If you would." I said.

Michael in no time at all finds a disk, shoves it in the radio player and finds track two.

A/N
((THIS SONG LEGIT MADE ME CRY WHEN I WENT TO PLAY IT SO I COULD GET THE FEELING. I WISH I WAS LYING. THEASE TEARS ARE REAL. FUCK.))

He played my immortal.

Even I cried a little. Michael was also crying a little.

Kian was a whole 'nother story, this guy was
b a w l i n g. This was almost ugly crying. Barely 45 seconds in and he cried "t u r n   i t  
o f f!" And Michael did.

I wiped my own tears and chuckled at myself.

"AAAAAAAAAAAA" Kian bawled.

I pat his shoulder. "S'Okay. We've all had our baggage on this song." I told him. "Let it out, buddy."

Kian cried, lying on his side curled up on the floor.

I pat his shoulder again.

"Okay, let's shift to Somthing more uplifting!" Michael said. "You wanna feel happiness?" Michael asked.

"ANYTHING BUT SADNESS." He cries.

Michael pulls out a disk. "Okay so there are a lot of subsections to happiness, but this one is my favorite! It doesn't have a name really, but it's that feeling you get wen you're having a lot of fun. Like when you find a really good meme! L I K E T H I S O N E." He said shoving a disk in and a song began to play.