vi: WILLY'S DEAD

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BEV AND I had a great day. not worrying about powers, or boys.

but that was ruined when dustin asked us to go meet them at will's house.

"here," eleven says as we approach will's house.

"yeah, this is where will lives," i say in a 'duh' tone as mike glares at me for it.

"hiding," el says.

"no, no, no this is where will lives. he is missing from here. understand?" mike tells eleven.

"hey guys?" dustin says as bev and i look up to see a fire truck pass by.

but lucas and mike bicker despite dustin trying to get their attention.

"guys!" beverly shouts as everyone's attention is to the multiple fire trucks passing by.

"willy," i mutter, unmounting my bike and chasing after the truck as my friends follow.

"it's not willy," i say, shaking my head in disbelief.

"y/n/n-" bev starts, putting her hand on my shoulder.

"no! it's not him!" i whisper shout, not wanting the policeman to hear me.

"it's him. it's really him," lucas says as a sob escapes my lips.

"no," i mutter, shaking my head.  got on my bike and rode away despite everyone except mike and el's protests.

i can see why el didn't, she can barely speak.

but recently, mike's proud i'm barely in his life.

ranny speaks-
this is really a filler because i might do slow updates on this since i am kinda lost on where to go with it. plus i am way more interested in my ianowt books and my apply fic.
but if you have idead, please let me know!

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