JereMike: Puppet

((Hey guys! I apologise for having to wait for two months before the update. Just some personal problems and writer's block is all. Oh! And I'll be going back to my country, I'm not entirely sure if I can bring my device with me to continue writing so it might take another month for me to update.

Enjoy!~))

_Mike's POV_

Ugh, phone calls. I hate them, probably because of my job. Pulling out my phone, I saw that the contact user was none other than Vincent. What does he want now?

"Wha--" I was suddenly interrupted before I could even speak. "Mike, go to Jeremy's place, now. 17 Gilbert street, no questions asked. I'll tell you when you get here." I heard him spoke on the other line. Why does he want him to go there? It's far away from where he lives. Or wherever he is, I don't know. He sounded serious though, so might as well go.

Getting up from where I sat, I grabbed my jacket and put my shoes on before walking out and to my car. I hopped in and drive off to the said street, somehow concern at what the situation might be, even though it was Vincent who called me.

When I arrived at the place, everything's a mess. I decided to push the thought off. Getting out the car, I walked to the entrance. Before I could even reach the door knob, police sirens can be heard and soon multiple vehicles park in front of the house. Police cars and ambulance. What the fuck's going on?

_Jeremy's POV_

My head hurts..I can't even think straight but needing help. I just want to escape..to go home..back to my 'brother's' embrace.. I don't even know what to do, everything just hurt.. I can't even feel anything below my waist.

Vincent arrived earlier, first time seeing him cry. It was saddening to see, I wanted to hug him so much, to comfort him, but I can't. He put me down when I heard my father and uncle's footsteps. Oh no..no more, not again.

I tried getting up but I gave up from too much pain. Vincent glance back at me, which he gladly saw me back to my laying position. He faced at the door, reaching to his back pocket and pulling out a...card? A black car. Thin and seems to be foldable, it has weird linings. He then proceed to lift the middle fold, or seems to look like a blade. The blade was out and on the side of the 'handle' was folded, making a thicker and stronger fold, creating a fully blade.

A card to blade? That..looks cool, specially for protection but..what is he gonna do with it..? I tried sitting up again, wanting to stop him.

"Vin...cent.."

I tried to call out yet it wasn't enough to stop him. I didn't have enough time to get up, hug and tell him to stop when he run towards them, firstly cutting my father's knees, deep enough to cut a nerve. Then he went to uncle. With a swing of his hand, uncle's throat split open, blood dripping down to his chest.

My eyes went wide. He..he murdered him..but deep inside, I knew that it was for the best. For my dad..he's still alive but he won't be able to use knees below, he won't be able to walk. Blood soon dripped down on the carpet. Both men fell down, both making noises in pain but one is chocking, soon his body stopped moving. Uncle's dead.. It lifted a little weight off me.

Suddenly, multiple heavy footsteps headed straight to the room I'm in. The noises, the blood, the pain, everything..it makes my eyes heavy and head light. Men in dark clothes with guns run in, quickly tackling Vincent and helping up my dad. The one who picked me up, however, isn't one of them but instead, it's a man with a jacket on, jeans and he wore some sort of beanie..?

I just ignored the fact a stranger had picked me up and walked out along the dark clothed men. Bright blurry lights beamed straight to my eyes I have to look away, burying my face into the stranger's muscular chest.

I felt being layed down to a some sort of bed before slowly loosing consciousness. The last thing I heard before slipping into the darkness was..

"It's going to be alright, Jeremy."

It was all too familiar.

----

Slowly opening my eyes, I was quickly met with a bright white ceiling. I don't..understand. Slowly turning my head on the left and down, I was greeted by my arm, all exposed as tubes was plugged into my wrists. Slowly turning my head on the right, my eyes went wide to see such unexpected view. The same man who carried me out the house was no one but Mike.

Why is he here? Did he sleep all night here? Tears built up my eyes for some reason. I tried wiping them away but when I tired lifting up my right hand, which was not connected with wires and all, I noticed how it was being held by warm ones. It was under Mike's hold, both his and mine was pressed against his cheek.

More tears filled up my eyes and in one blink, beads of tears fell down my cheeks and chin. I don't understand how he, the man I ever first worked with beat me up for no reason, slept with me, sitting down on the chair and using the side of the bed as a pillow. I started to sob, not able to hold on my crying any longer. It painfully hurts, straight to the heart.

The noises causes the man sleeping beside me woke up, his head lifting up in tiredness. It seems like he really didn't sleep much, there's dark circles under his eyes! He rubbed his eyes and soon comes realisation to him that I was awake, his eyes went wide and nearly hugged me to death.

I let out a painful chuckle, patting his back with my now free right hand to tell him to let go, and he did. When he pulled away, his face was full of happiness, something..I never really seen before.

"Are you alright?" He asked and I nodded in response. Something else striked in my mind that made me panic from where I sat.

"Where's Vindent?!" I looked around, no other man in the room but Mike and myself. Where is he..?

"He's in the prison for committing murder on your uncle." He paused, letting out a sigh. "So before he went behind the bars, he told me to take care of you for now. I'll be needing to get you to go back to my house and live with me for a while."

Wait, what?

"But..aren't I going to be a bother between you and Doll..?"

"That's no longer a problem. Doll...she left."

"If you don't mind me asking, why?"

"Well..I found out that she cheated on me. She's been ignoring me since you visited my house, only to find out she's been fucking another guy."

"Oh.."

"Yeah.."

Both of us went quite, the room filling up with silence. It's a very uncomfortable one and I don't know what to do..

The silence was quickly broke down when one of the nurses walked in, a small smile in her face as she walked towards the bed where I am, checked the monitors of all sorts before facing me.

"How are you feeling, Jeremy?"

"I'm feeling good, thank you." I responded ever so nice, smiling back at her kindness.

"That's good." She flipped over some paper, looking something underneath before looking back at me.

"It seems like you're able to leave for tonight."

I smiled and nodded, happy to leave the hospital. I mean, who would want to be in bed all day, nothing to do but sleep and eat. People would also needed to pick you up and carry you around to go to the toilets. I don't want to think about it.

"Thank you so much, miss."

She nodded and smiled, take a quick glance at Mike before leaving the room. We were left alone once again. Everything silent, no one speaking. The only thing that can be heard was the beeping of my heartbeat in the monitor.

"So..Jeremy.."

I turned my head towards him, tilting it slightly in concern. I let out a small hum in response, gesturing him to continue.

"I'm sorry.."

((P.s. Finally Mike and Jeremy are going to be together!!))