(Tw: lots of blood.)

Yandere!Jeremy: Part Three

It doesn't take Jeremy long to get to the abandoned building. When he does get there, he notices a figure with red hair and a soccer jacket. The figures' hands are in their pockets and they look around.

Charlie Merton.

Jeremy smirks and walks up behind him, pulling out a bat from his bag as he walks. He taps Charlie's shoulder and when the boy turns around, Jeremy swings the bat at full force, knocking him out. Charlie has some blood coming out of his head and Jeremy kneels next to him.

"Come on, keep that blood in there. I don't want you to die yet..." he mutters, tying a worn out rag to Charlie's head to stop the blood flow. Then, he drags the limp body inside since Charlie is much too heavy for a scrawny boy like Jeremy to carry.

Jeremy eventually finds the way to the basement and drops the boy to set up his area. He sorts the weapons in order of size before dragging Charlie to a nearby pole and tying him up. Then he smacks him, hard, to wake him up.

Charlie's eyes fly open and he groans in pain before looking around. His eyes narrow when they land on Jeremy.

"You." he breathes out. Jeremy smiles.

"Yep! Can you guess why you're here?" Jeremy asks sweetly. He has a sickening grin on his face. It isn't the type of sweet you would give candy to, though. The kind of sweet that makes you fear for either your life or that person's sanity.

"No, why would I be able to?" Charlie says, looking around again. Jeremy growls and puts a hand around Charlie's throat, pressing hard against the wall. Charlie finally makes eye contact with his capturer and Jeremy can finally see the fear in his eyes.

"Because you hurt my Micha. For that, you will pay." Jeremy growls. He lets go of Charlie's neck. "Though I don't want you dead yet," he says, walking over to the table of 'toys'. Charlie's heavy breathing can be heard throughout the whole room.

"C'mon, man... Can't we just... Apologize and be done with it?" he asks, fear lacing his voice. Jeremy chuckles lowly.

"But that takes out all the fun!" he says happily, choosing a small scalpel. He walks over to Charlie and slices his shirt open before tearing it off. Charlie gulps and tries not to look down as Jeremy drags the scalpel down the center of his chest.

(This is when things get vivid...)

When he gets to Charlie's stomach, Jeremy purposely gets the scalpel stuck, forcing him to have to rip the scalpel down. A yelp comes from Charlie. Jeremy seems to get a moment of realization. "Oh! I forgot the adrenaline." he goes and gets a small needle, full of a clear liquid. Jeremy injects it into Charlie and the pain goes away. "Forgive me, this is my first time," he says.

He gets the scalpel and makes more incisions so he can pull the skin away and see all of Charlie's organs. Jeremy grins and looks up at Charlie.

"Hey, look at me! Learning human anatomy," he says. He frowns when he notices Charlie closing his eyes. "Hey! Wake up. You can't die yet." he says, injecting him with more adrenaline. Charlie's eyes shoot open and Jeremy grins. "There we go. Let's take things out, shall we?" he starts making small incisions around inside Charlie, sometimes pulling out a kidney or a liver or an intestine. Charlie has to try his hardest to not throw up.

"Aw, this is fun, isn't it?" Jeremy giggles. Charlie doesn't answer and Jeremy glares at him before breaking out one of his ribs. Charlie howls in pain as Jeremy looks it over. "Oh well. You won't be needing this where you're going," he says, shrugging and throwing the rib behind him. Charlie has tears brimming his eyes in pain. "Oh, lookie here. We're at your heart and your lungs last. Which would you like to lose first?" Jeremy says, picking up his scalpel.

"I don't care. Just kill me." he breathes out. Jeremy groans.

"Oh, come on. I'm giving you an opportunity to decide your death. Not many people get that choice." Jeremy says. Charlie breathes heavily.

"Just... Take my heart out," he says finally. Jeremy grins.

"Got it. Bye, Charlie." Jeremy makes a final few incisions around Charlie's heart before yanking out. Charlie's vision slowly goes black, the last thing he sees being Jeremy waving with a terrifying grin on his face.

I'm finally done with this one-shot. It was actually really fun. I think I'm a psychopath...