𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗻.

twelve.

𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐄

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y/n made it to him, the boy standing still, his eyes rolled back as his body shook violently. "Will? Will!" Tears began to push themselves into her eyes, the girl trying to blink them back. Mike joined her a second later, the boy shaking his friend.

"Will come on!"

A moment later Joyce, Dusitn, Lucas, and Max were there as well, Mike calling to them. "I think he's having another episode!" y/n shook her head, a tear escaping down her cheek. "It finally got him..."

Joyce ran to her son, grabbing his shoulders. "Will! Will?" She shook him, worry evident in her voice. "Sweetie, wake up! It's mom! Will!" Dustin and Lucas exchanged glances, turning back to their friend.

"Wake up! Do you hear me?"

y/n finally let the tears fall from her eyes, crumpling to the ground as she put her hands over her ears. This was all her fault, she should've told somebody.

Dustin and Max knelt beside her, the redhead placing a hand on her shoulder. "What's going on?" y/n reached for Will's pants leg, her nose beginning to bleed as she tried to pull him back into their reality.

"Will! Please! Wake up! It's mom! It's me!"

The boy's eyes finally snapped open, y/n falling back into Dustin. He looked around, realizing where he was before falling into his mother's chest, Joyce hugging him.

"Will..."

***

Joyce wrapped her arms around the two kids, leading them out of the school and towards her car. Their friends watched them go, Max turning. "Okay that totally freaked me out. Did that not freak you guys out?"

The group ignored her, Lucas leaning against the railing. "Two episodes in two days." Mike watched as Joyce closed the car door for y/n, making her way to the other side of the car. "It's getting worse."

"You think it's a true sight?"

Both Dustin and Mike gave Lucas a look, Max looking at them in confusion. "What's true sight?" The boy shook his head, "It's nothing." The car started, the kids all turning their attention back to it as Joyce pulled away.

***

"I can't remember."

y/n pulled her legs to her chest, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. She sat on the couch, listening in on the mother and son's conversation. Will was lying, she knew he was, she just wanted to help.

"I need you to try." Joyce sighed, Will shifting uncomfortably. "I was on the field...then it all just went blank...and then you were there." he told her, Joyce shaking her head. "Will, I need you to tell me the truth."

The boy looked at his mother. "I-I am!"

Joyce sighed again, standing to get something. She came back to the table a moment later, setting the drawings down. "y/n honey please come here."

The girl stood, letting the blanket drop as she made her way into the kitchen, taking a seat beside Will. "This shape, I saw it on the videotape from Halloween night." She showed a sketched out drawing in blue colored pencil.

y/n looked to Will nervously, Joyce continuing. "It's the same shape as your drawing. These episodes that you're having- I think Dr.Owens is wrong. I think these visions you're having are real." She looked between the two kids.