When they both woke up, Michael was glad to see Jeremy could at least sit up on his own.

The day was spent with Jeremy taking in small doses of Mountain Dew Red to assure the Squip wouldn't come back, and Michael trying to find something about this online...No use.

"And I thought info on this thing was scarce before. There's practically nothing on it in this situation." Michael sighed out the complaint, tapping his fingers on the computer desk.

"Don't worry M-Micha. You'll find something." Jeremy tried to reassure him but since Michael didn't respond immediately he thought it probably didn't work.

"I know but... I really wanna help you and it's hard when there isn't any information on it." Michael said, stressing himself out even more. Normally he'd be calm about the whole thing but it was hurting Jeremy, so he wouldn't calm down.

"H-Hey what's that post right there?" Jeremy said, pointing to an unknown post as best he could.

"I dunno. I'll check it out." Michael said, pulling up the post. The person who posted it was named "I'dSetMySchoolAblaze" and the profile pic was of a girl who looked dead, her eyes and clothes blue and her hair black. Michael started looking through the post to see any information on the Squip. It read this:

"The thing made my boyfriend almost blow up the school. One of the temporary ways to stop it was slushies, I guess it freezes it. He ended up almost killing himself over it. He did get severely injured but I got him out before it could kill him...safe to say the Squip still hurts him to this day and we haven't found a way to stop it. It seems the only likely situation is to kill yourself once it tries to take over your body or else it'll constantly torment you." Michael read over the thing a million times and then looked back to Jeremy.

"W-What does it say?" He asked curiously, excitement on his face as if he were a child asking what a parent was doing.

"This says the only way to get rid of it completely is to....k-kill the person it controls..." Michael said, trying to choke back tears.

"I h-have to kill myself?" Jeremy asked, his expression falling with every word.

"No we won't kill you. W-We'll find another way Jeremy." Michael said, turning to face the weaker male. "I swear I will find a way to stop it without hurting you..."

"O-Okay...I hope so..." Jeremy said, his eyes begging Michael to go over to him. Michael did just that, putting a hand on Jeremy's cheek, moving some of his hair out of his face and kissing his forehead, calming Jeremy down slightly. It was an effective tactic for that task. Jeremy didn't seem completely calm though. "C-Can we kiss like we did w-when I told you I l-loved you for the f-first time?" He asked and Michael gave him a warm smile before bringing him in for a kiss. Jeremy was enjoying it, all his fears were gone until he felt a jolt of electricity and pushed away from Michael.

"Jeremy? What was that?"

"Jeremy this behavior isn't going to help with your goal."

"Jeremy?" Michael asked and the younger male's face was the same face from the night before.

"H-He shocked me...for k-kissing y-you." Jeremy said and Michael really wanted to kiss him to calm him down but it wouldn't work. Instead he grabbed Jeremy's arm and pulled the sleeve up to look at the scars. Jeremy looked at the new marks in an unsettled manner. Michael gently started to make circle motions with his pointer and middle fingers to try and calm Jeremy down. It worked, because he wasn't shaking anymore.

"Hey Jeremy."

"Y-Yeah?"

"I love you." Michael said and Jeremy stared into his chocolate brown eyes and smiled gently.

"I-I love you t-too Micha..." Jeremy felt another shock and sighed.

"Want me to get the Mountain Dew Red?"

"Y-Yeah." Jeremy replied, the Squip practically clawing the insides of his head out.

"This will just be a repeat of last time Jeremy." And with that, Jeremy lost control of his body again. Michael sat up from his bag and noticed that Jeremy's face was the same sadistic grin it had been the same one from the last time this happened.

"Hello again Michael. It's nice to talk to you once more." It said, easily moving out of bed and smacking the bottle of red liquid from Michael's hands.

"Oh well it's not nice to see you again." Michael said, anger creeping into his face and fists as he held back from smacking the cocky idiot inside his boyfriend.

"I expected as much. Tell me, how do you think Jeremy will react when he learns there isn't any way to destroy me without his death. He's harmed himself before and he'd do it again. Pathetic really, he doesn't want to hurt you. When he should care less." Squip said, and Michael's eyes stared into the bright blue, wishing it was Jeremy's ocean blue instead. The Squip stepped forward and put a hand on Michael's cheek, smiling evilly. "Jeremy really wants me to stop..I can hear him screaming in pain...That shows he's weak, and you're his weakness. If he wishes to be cool he can't be weak. But that won't happen, so let's only make him weaker shall we?" Michael pushed him off before he could do anything. He missed his Jeremy. He missed him so much.

"You aren't Jeremy so don't even think I'll cave into your manipulation!" Michael said looking around for the bottle he'd had. He grabbed it quickly and opened it. "Don't think I'll go easy on you either ya tictac." Michael said grabbing Jeremy's body in a tight way as to assure he wouldn't escape. He put the bottle in his mouth and leaned it up, watching it go down. "God I'm sorry for this Jeremy..." He whispered, knowing that this was probably extremely painful for the younger male. He passed out again.

Michael hadn't wanted a repeat of last time but he got it. Luckily Jeremy woke up after 30 minutes, but he looked even weaker than before. The Squip was really wearing him out, and it hurt Michael to see Jeremy in pain.

Once Jeremy was up, Michael had gotten him a bowl of soup and fed him, singing while he did.

"-And I'll forget the world that I knew, but I swear I won't forget you, if I could reach back through the past, I'd whisper in your ear, oh darling I wish you were here." He sung gently, moving some of Jeremy's hair to see his ocean blue eyes sparkle at the lyrics. They'd always enjoyed Owl City, and both of them could relate to Vanilla Twilight in ways people wouldn't imagine.

"T-That was really pretty Micha." Jeremy said weakly, face a bit more lively than before.

"Not as pretty as you are Jere." Michael said, kissing Jeremy's forehead which caused Jeremy to smile at him. "Okay I'ma go throw this away real quick, I'll be right back." Michael said, taking the bowl downstairs to the kitchen.

"Finally he's gone...I could not stand having to be silent through his singing. He was probably straining his vocal chords to sound that....decent." Jeremy didn't say anything when he heard the voice. "You know being silent is not going to stop me from controlling you right?" Still no answer. "I can read your mind, being silent isn't going to help at all." The Squip was getting agitated. Jeremy gently turned over on his side and strained his arms up under his head and closed his eyes.

"Hey JereBear I'm ba...Jeremy?" Michael asked when he seen the boy shaking underneath the cover, hands violently gripping his hair. He walked over to Jeremy and seen new shock marks burning into his flesh, some of the older ones were getting deeper. "Jeremy!? Jeremy can you hear me?" Michael asked, panic and fear in his voice as he started to gently shake Jeremy, hoping the method would work. "J-Jeremy? Jeremy p-please tell me you can hear me!" Michael was practically begging but Jeremy didn't hear him.

"Just give up fighting me Jeremy, you're too weak to win. It's better off this way anyways, I can get you the life Y0U W4NT3D."

"S-S-Shut up...." Jeremy whispered, the only result being more shocks.

"You know I'm telling the truth and that it's imperative you give up now before you get yourself killed. When I control you, the pain evaporates, you won't have to feel this. If you had just G1V3N 1N TH3 F1R$T T1M3....Then you would not be going through TH1$." Jeremy was sick of the pain....but he didn't want to leave Michael. He strained his left arm over to Michael's hand and grabbed it weakly.

"I-I-I'm s-sorry M-Micha....t-this m-m-might b-be good-goodb-bye." Jeremy said and Michael froze, staring at him with watery eyes. "I-I-I l-love you...ok-kay?" Jeremy said before his weak smile turned somewhat emotionless and his body felt limp.

"J-Jeremy?" Michael asked, gently picking up Jeremy's body in his arms, resting his head gently on one of his arms to sit him up. "J-Jeremy? C-Can you hear me now? A-Are you okay?" Michael asked, gently nudging Jeremy's head. "Jeremiah please...please wake up..." Michael said, lifting Jeremy's head up to his own, their foreheads touching as Michael began to slowly cry over the shorter boy. "P-P-Please....D-Don't be dead...Y-You can f-fight him...You'll w-win I promise..." Michael said but he was too late.

Jeremy couldn't hear him anymore.