*Limon Child's POV*

I stared in horror as I saw Mike's head overflowed with blood. I kneeled down and whimpered. "M-M-Mike..?" I shook him.
"M-Mike, please, you gotta wake up, we gotta go home..." (THAT REFERENCE YES)
I mumbled, shaking him harder.
I held his hand and whimpered.

He was as cold as ice.

Hot and salty tears flowed, making me burrow my head in his chest.
Then, a tone sounded in the room.

"C-C-C-C-CHERRY BOMB!" It sang.
I looked down at his phone on the floor, which was vibrated loudly.
I picked it up and held it close to my ear, holding in my sobs.

"Mikey! Oh goodness, I thought you'd never pick up!" Doll's soft voice called.
She sighed, her voice filled with relief.
"D-Doll..." I croaked, my sniffles loud.
"O-Oh, Jeremy. Where's Mike? Can I talk to him for a moment, well, i-if that's okay with you." She stuttered, disappointed.

My whimpers turned into a loud bawl, making her confused.
"J-Jeremy? Is anything okay, dear..?"
I sobbed louder, clutching my hand to my chest.

"M-M-Mike...H-He's dead..." I mumbled out, slightly unclear.
Doll gasped and mumbled, sniffing.
"Oh my God...my fucking God...what have I done..?!" She shouted, holding back her tears.
I squeaked in confusion, shivering.
"I told him he can come home alone anytime now, just keep safe. I usually pick him up, but, I-I..." She cried, her hand covering her mouth.
"I wasn't there...I wasn't there..."

(well thar ye go m80)
(i heard some hardcore jeremike shippers were bashing on mikedoll so i did this)
(i also ship jeremike but i love mikedoll)
(you're welcome)