Young Jeremy Sumpter Novels & Stories

A subtle chain peeked out at his collar, catching the gym’s bright lights. “Hi,” he said, offering a friendly smile that crinkled the edges of his eyes. “I’m Jeremy.” He glanced between Susan and Caroline, but his attention was mostly on Susan. “I just... noticed you over here, and thought I’d come say hello.” “Oh,” Susan managed, caught a bit off guard. “Hi.” Caroline’s eyes lit up mischievously. This was her chance, and knowing Caroline, Susan knew she would seize the opportunity, “Hi, Jeremy! I'm Caroline. This is Susan.” She gestured toward Susan, grinning, then subtly nudged her.

“Hey, sis, do you know how to race cars?” Scarlett hadn’t realized that Jeremy was indeed trying to communicate with her. “Wait, are you talking to me?” “Aren’t you my sister?” He asked, a completely blank expression on his face. Jeremy looked like his father, so he also looked like Skyler and Scarlett. At only fifteen years old, he was already quite tall and handsome. “Racing cars? Yes, I do.” Scarlett pouted her lips and said in a low voice.

She suppressed her temper and walked to the nearby sink, where she unabashedly washed her hands, especially the spot where his lips had just touched. She scrubbed so hard it seemed like her skin was about to be peeled. Jeremy did not feel embarrassed upon seeing her actions but instead leaned closer to her ear. “By the way, I thought you were familiar from the first moment I saw you. Do you perhaps know Simon Tate from Three-S Corporation? He’s my dad. You met him at school a few years ago, didn’t you? I seem to have an impression of you.” Jeremy’s lips curved in a teasing smile as he raised his hand to touch her face.

I banged on the door until the basement light flicked on. Jeremy opened the door in nothing but loose black basketball shorts, rubbing sleep from his eyes--perfect He had just turned 18 last month,, still boyish in the face but taller than I remembered, with that awkward, lanky build that hadn’t quite filled out yet. His eyes widened when he saw me. “Emma? What the hell… are you okay?” I stepped inside without wasting another second , the smell of stale gamer snacks and boy sweat hitting me. “I need to talk to someone. Someone who won’t lie to me.”

“We already talked about this. Joe isn’t trying to hurt you. He’s trying to be a father figure to you. Something your biological father clearly failed at.” I stared at her for a second. Then laughed in disbelief. “Mom, are you actually insane?” The slap landed across my face so fast my head jerked sideways. Before she could start yelling again, Joe suddenly appeared beside her, wrapping an arm around her waist like some protective fucking hero. A smirk tugged at his lips while he looked at me. “Hey,” he said softly to her. “It’s okay. Let her calm down.” his eyes raked over my body, his eyes darkening and I immediately knew the thought running through his mind.

It was the guy I met in the pack house earlier. “Hey Tori! Remember me? I’m Jeremy, I met you earlier this afternoon.” He was very tall with a swimmers build, but muscular. Short brown hair and light brown eyes and a contagious smile. He was drinking soda from a cup and had a hot dog in the other hand. “Yes, hello Jeremy. How’s it going?” He took a swig of soda and smiled. “Great! I love cookouts! Do you like to dance?” He asked with a hopeful smile.

" He beamed, clapping his hands with excitement. The fuck, I couldn't blame him. Only a jerk ass like brother Silas wouldn't like me. "You have a good one, Jeremy. A beautiful and quite witty woman." He complimented, as we locked eyes, and I quickly looked away. "Well, that's why we go so well together. Jeremy is dashing, smart, athletic, kind, and a good hockey player. He's the best, I'm lucky to have him." I asserted, turning to Jeremy who looked stunned as I took his hand. "He's my lucky gem." I added as we locked eyes. His eyes flickered with something bright, something I had never seen in them.

“I know you’re hurting. I hate seeing you like this. But you said it yourself…Smith Hart has to pay.” At the mention of that name, I turned to look at him. My vision sharpened. “He will,” I said coldly. Jeremy nodded slowly, his eyes narrowing with something darker than sympathy. Something sharper. It wasn’t just grief I saw reflected back at me…it was ambition. Obsession. “Then we need a plan,” he said. “One that gets you close enough to sink the blade in.”

I know that Melody wouldn't want that, so I tried explaining again. "She drugged Grandpa because someone asked her to. She didn't have a choice. Just like you when Jeremy asks you to do squats." He looked straight at me as if he was starting to get my point. "You know squats are painful but you have to do it because Jeremy asked you to. Do you understand that now?" Jeremy is the new guard I hired for the twins after Felix attacked the pack. Jeremy is a tall and well-built man with unlimited strength and unrivalled stamina.

I press a number on the line and let it ring out. “Mr. Adriel” He answered as soon as he picked up. “Jeremy, how are you?” I could hear a little chuckle from his side. “Drop the compliment brother, who is unlike you,” he said and I rolled my eyes. “Sure whatever works for you. I need your help.” “That is the only reason you will remember me anyway” He rolled out. Jeremy is my last brother and unlike everyone else, he has no interest in business, he just wants to keep working as a secret agent or whatever the hell he is working as.