Technical Difficulties (Jeremy x The Squip) Oneshots

  "Tell me what's wrong with me, my body, face my hair." Jeremy said, listening to the Squip hate him for looking like himself. It was fine though, it was his fault anyway.

  "Tell me all my many faults, tell me like you care." Jeremy said. He knew deep down the Squip didn't care about him, but it would make him feel a little better if it was somebody who cared about him telling him this.

  "When we both know you're cruel." Jeremy defended, and the Squip admitted, he could be cruel. But, the Squip was certain he would make Jeremy popular. "And we both know you're right." Jeremy sighed. As much as he didn't want to say everything about him was terrible, he knew it was the truth.

  "I could listen to you, like a fool, all night." Jeremy said. This was dumb! Why was he believing this thing? But, he couldn't stop. He couldn't convince himself he was already amazing.

  "What's wrong with me? How I speak, how I dress?" Jeremy wondered, looking in the mirror at the mall. 'Everything' a small voice in the back of his head answered. Of course everything about him sucks, he was just that unchill.

  "What's wrong with me? You keep me gussing." Jeremy chuckled, however it was out of self-pity. Whenever he thought there wasn't anything left to fix about himself, the Squip showed him how horrible he was, and he'd never be who he wanted too.

"Momma called me beautiful, don't believe her anymore." His mom left a long time ago, why should he believe her. It was probaly his fault she left. He wasn't good enough for her.

"Now I'm listening to you, what do I do that for?" Jeremy asked, but he already knew the answer. He listened to the Squip because he was so horrific he needed a computer to help him. He'd never be good enough on his own.

"Please don't ignore me!" Jeremy snapped, however the Squip didn't care about how Jeremy truly felt. The Squip knew it would be better if Jeremy just went along with it's plans. He'd be popular, and cool!

~~1 week later~~

  "Tell me who we hate today, and I will fall in line." Jeremy said, as he pushed a small freshman girl out of the way on the Squip's command. He really didn't want to hurt her, or anyone for that matter, but he had to do this to be more chill.

  "Hug me while my soulders tence, and we'll pretend we're fine." Jeremy said, he knew he wasn't ok, but the Squip kept trying to convince him how good he was doing. How much more popular he was. How chill he was. However, Jeremy liked who he used to be more.

  "Though we both know one day, there'll be blood on the floor. But which  one will betray the other more?" Jeremy wondered. He knew he couldn't listen to the Squip forever, and the Squip knew that Jeremy would snap eventually, but they were both content for the time being.

  "What's wrong with me? Where's my mind? Where does it end? Maybe I need to find a better friend?" Jeremy thought. Maybe he should find some better friends, but Jake and Rich were actually pretty nice. It was always his fault, and it would always be.

  "What's wrong with me? What can I do? What's wrong with me? Could it be you?" Jeremy asked. His self-esteem didn't plummet until he got the Squip, but ...the Squip was a flawless supercomputer. It wasn't the Squip, it was him.

  "It's probaly me! See that you see, what's wrong with me?" Jeremy asked. 'What's wrong with me?'