hawkins high school|| 12:23 pm
mike wheeler
"will. i like will." then something happened. we fucked up. troy and his friends were at our table when i said that. they started laughing and troy grabbed my shirt collar and pulled me away from my seat. whatever. we're doing this again i guess.
"WOW! wheeler really is a fag! no wonder nobody hangs out with him. his friends probably hate him too!" troy pushed me onto the ground. great. i attempted to get back up, he's not doing anything too bad right now. i should get up while i have the chance, then that's when stuff got bad. he started punching my face until i again, had a bloody nose. but then something else happened.
he pulled out a knife.
"yeah wheeler! this is what fags get!" he started putting cuts on my face and my eyes started to burn with tears. shit shit shit. will walked over and tried to push him off of me but he couldn't. his friends were holding him back. soon enough troy cut my arms as well. why the fuck was i letting this happen?!
"MIKE! LET HIM GO!" will was screaming. clearly no teacher cared. neither did my friends. it was just will. i kneed troy in the stomach and he fell on top of me. i grabbed his shoulders and pushed him off of me. then it was my fucking turn. i started punching troys face and it was bloody and you couldn't see most of his features anymore. his friend tried to pull me off of him but i just kept going. i was tired of letting this pain happen to me. and will.
"STOP YOU'RE GOING TO KILL HIM!" someone said
"what the hell is wrong with him?! he's such an asshole. i hope i never have to talk to him." another voice said. i stopped. i was done. i stood up. i walked over to the guy holding will and punched him. will was let go. i gently moved will out of the way, and grabbed the guys shirt collar.
"yeah, you wanna fuck with me again? i'm tired of your bull shit. so unless you wanna end up like your little friend, i suggest you LEAVE US THE FUCK ALONE!" then i slammed him into a table. i couldn't deal with this anymore. i left the cafeteria, and will ran after me. everything will be fine. me and will walked back to my house and went into my room. that's when will started crying.
"oh, will.." i locked my bedroom door, and me and will sat up against my wall. i was crying too. i hugged will tightly. "it's okay will, you're okay. i got you. you're safe." he laid his head on me. and i kissed his forehead. i put my hand on his cheek. he was crying so much.
"mike your face.." i guess it was bad. but i smiled. "i'm going to be okay" i tried to reassure him. i grabbed his face and kissed him. it was a long kiss. i pushed him on the ground gently and got on top of him and kissed him again. we didn't do anything more, because i was still in so much pain. i got up to clean off my face and will was asleep in my floor when i came back. i guess he was that tired. i picked him up and laid him on my bed. i sat down beside him and held his hand. this is amazing. and so unbelievable. i got up and went downstairs.
"mike? why are you home so early? and what happened to your face?!" my mom asked me. i forgot she was home.
"i got into a fight. simple as that." my mom was pissed off then.
"MICHAEL WHEELER! what for?!" then i smiled
"because i'm gay. that's why." my mom was VERY pissed off then. she walked over to me.
"why. what the fuck is WRONG WITH YOU?!" my mom continued yelling and i got some water while she was yelling. i went back upstairs and she followed me.
"MICHAEL DONT WALK AWAY FROM ME!" i walked into my room and slammed my door and locked it.
"I JUST DID!" i set the water down. i sat on the floor and started crying. i started punching a wall. and suddenly my mind went back to the night wills fake dead body was found in the quarry.
his body being pulled out of the water. ambulances everywhere. cop cars. will was gone. and that's when the feeling hit me. the feeling that my whole life had just ended. nothing felt real anymore. i was frozen. stuck in place. dustin, lucas, and el were there. but i just couldn't believe that he was gone. there was no way will was actually dead.
