𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐁𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥 ; ᵂᶦˡˡ ᴮʸᵉʳˢ

i ; The Hellfire Club

Ethan now lived in Pennsylvania. Washington, Pennsylvania. Still with Nicole, and as spring break rolled around, he planned a flight back to Hawkins, wanting to see his friends again. His mother wouldn't be going with him, seeing her kid would be okay alone on a plane for a few hours.

Steve would come and pick him up, and he'd surprise the party when he came back. Although, the boy of his dreams and now not superpowered best friend wouldn't be there in Hawkins, trapped in California over the break. Sad, but he wanted to check on Max after losing her stepbrother and stepfather, moving into the trailer park off Kerley. He wanted to see his new friend Robin working at the video store with Steve. He wanted to see Dustin and Lucas be the geeks they were, he wanted to see Mike play the dungeon master again.

Maybe by some lucky chance El, Will, and Jonathan could travel 2,000 miles across the country to visit for break and surprise him when they got there? Who knows. Knowing Ethan's luck, probably not, so he didn't keep his hopes up on the last day of school pre-spring break.

As of 12:09pm, he sat in his seventh period class, English. For the break, the class had been assigned an essay assignment about a fictional story for extra credit. Ethan, although not in dire need of extra credit, decided to do the project. He could use his own trauma and stories for a class and no one would believe it was real, so whatever. Trinity High School could suck his balls, either everyone was a cock sucker or pretty nice. Although no one was very nice to a gay kid. The only reason everyone in the school knew to make him a pariah was a football jock seeing Ethan writing a letter to Will.

Ethan wrote most of his letters to Will in school because he had nothing else better to do, but the date of November 14th had screwed his whole reputation up. A football jock under some stupid name walked up to him, teasing him about what he was writing.

"Writing to your girlfriend, weirdo?" He said, taking the letter

As he inspected the letter he saw Will's name at the top, and an 'I love you' where he left off.

That was the story of how Ethan became a complete outcast with no friends at this new school.

Ethan didn't mind being alone much, but as he walked out of class to go to art, he saw the infamous cliques of the school in the halls as he walked past, leaving him to feel all alone. The popular girls, jocks, nerds, geeks, band kids, art kids, etcetera. He was just the gay kid.

Ethan made his way downstairs, and through the school to the art room, setting his backpack down at his seat, a portion of the large white tables that filled the room, five to be exact. The teacher wasn't in the classroom, Ms. Guthrie was most likely in the bathroom or monitoring the halls.

Ethan sits down, grabbing his notebook from his backpack, along with a red pen. He opened the red notebook, flipping to an empty page that he ripped out, closing the notebook and putting the paper on the plastic cover.

'Dear Will,

I don't know if I said this in the letter from last week, but I love you in the most platonic way possible. Even if we haven't actually spoken in eight months, like not over the phone, verbally, I still love you the same, I promise I'm not mad because you're too scared to call and someone will hear or to scared to discuss what we even are at this point, I really don't mind.

I hope you and El are still okay, if I find out someone is bullying you I'm breaking up with you, asshole. But genuinely, I hope you have a good spring break, have fun :)

Anyways, I love you, loser. Stay yourself, William.

Love, Ethan'