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Cheating

Tw: SO MUCH FUCKING ANGST
BE WARNED
THERE'S SUICIDE
DON'T KILL ME AND I HOPE YOU DON'T CRY

"YOU BASTARD!!" Jeremy screamed, throwing open the door.

"W-what?" A fear filled Michael's heart.

"YOU LYING BASTARD!! YOU'RE A CHEATER!!"

Jeremy's eyes were full of tears.

"Jeremy, I-I didn't.."

"YES YOU FUCKING DID!! I WATCHED SOMEONE KISS YOU ON THE CHEEK!! YOU GRABBED HIS HAND!! YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!"

Michael's eyes were full of tears at this point as well. "J-Jer, no.. I didn't, I promise.."

"YOU FUCKING LIAR!! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!" He slammed the door to leave Michael in there, sobbing.

No.. This.. This had to be a dream..

Right..?

Yeah.. Just a dream..

He woke up the next morning, terrified.

When he went to school, nobody would talk to him.

He walked up to Jeremy.

"Jeremy, please.. Please let me explain.."

"Go away, asshole." Jeremy responded. This was what gave Michael the flashbacks: Jeremy shoved him to the ground and walked away.

His eyes were full of tears again.

Michael ran home immediately, not caring about school.

He picked up a pen and began writing on his arm.

"Hi. You might be wondering why I did this. The only person I really love hates me, so why exist? Why bother with life?

I didn't cheat. I didn't. He kissed my cheek and I grabbed his arm to push him away.
I will love you forever, Jeremiah Heere.

                      ~Ex-Player 2"

There. That was it.

He ran into his bathroom and picked up a bottle of pills. He unscrewed the lid and downed them immediately.

Before his vision faded, he added one more thing to his arm.
~~~
At School
~~~
New text from Jenna: i lied.

Jeremy: What?

Jenna: I lied, Jeremy. michael didn't cheat. I'm sorry.

Jeremy: WHAT THE FUCK, JENNA?!

He put his phone in his pocket and hopped the fence, sprinting to Michael's house.

He ran into the house without knocking, then into the bedroom.

To find Michael, dead on the floor with writing on his arm.

He screamed and ran over, his eyes filling with tears.

He read Michael's arm, but the last phrase is what had him sobbing.

P.s. Jeremy can have my hoodie.. It's only fair that he gets it back when I'm dead.

The hoodie was a hoodie he stole from Jeremy once. Jeremy had bought him almost all the patches for it.

Jeremy picked up the hoodie on Michael's bed and sobbed into it.

He couldn't help but lose it.

"WHY, MICHAEL!! WHY DID YOU DO THIS, WHY??" He screamed.

Then his father ran upstairs.

He ran over to Jeremy.

"What's going on? WHERE IS MY SON?!"

Jeremy pointed to where Michael was, sobbing and trembling.

Michael's dad broke out in tears.

"My Michael.. My little boy.."

He hugged his son's dead body, sobbing.

Jeremy texted everyone.

Rich and Jake showed up immediately.

"HOLY FUCK!!" Rich yelled.

"MICHAEL!!"

They ran over. 

"Holy shit.."

Brooke, Chloe and Christine showed up after, them all crying silently.

But nobody lost it as much as Jeremy.

Right as Christine was about to leave, Rich noticed something.

"HOLY SHIT, GUYS, HE HAS A PULSE!!"

It was true.

He had, though faint and slow, a pulse.

Jeremy booked it over, Wearing Michael's hoodie.

Michael began to cough.

His voice was faint.

"J-Jeremy.."

"MICHAEL!! YES, IT'S ME, I'M HERE!! MICHAEL!!"

Michael's pulse was speeding up. Too fast.

He smiled at Jeremy, kissing him once on the cheek.

"I'll always love you, Player 1."

Then his vision faded.

Jeremy gasped.

"No! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!! MICHAEL!! MICHAEL, COME BACK!! I'M SORRY, MICHAEL!! PLEASE.. D-don't.. Don't leave me, Michael."

He was definitely gone.

After everyone left, Jeremy ran into Michael's bathroom.

He took another bottle of pills.

He set Michael on his bed.

He layed next to Michael and grabbed his hand.

He kissed Michael once on the cheek and downed the pills.

"I love you, too, Player 2."

Then his life slipped away.

~~~
In the afterlife
~~~

Jeremy woke up, looking around.

He saw clouds around him and he had bright blue, magnificent wings.

He flapped them once, then flew above.

Then, somewhere, he spotted him.

He floated down towards him and grabbed his hand.

"Player 2?"

Michael turned around.

"I didn't wanna let you end your game without someone to end their's with you."

Michael wrapped his arms around Jeremy's neck and kissed him.

"It was only a hour, but I missed you, Player 1."

"I missed you, too."

WELL THAT WAS FUCKED UP
I ALMOST CRIED WHILE WRITING IT