it was kindergarten, the first ever day of school, so i had no friends, i was so, so alone. i saw a boy, smaller than me, on the swings, swinging alone. i walked up to him and asked if he wanted to be my friend. he said yes. it was the best day of my life, and im so glad we met. i found out his name is william byers, but he goes by will. i told him my name is michael wheeler, but i go by mike.
we bonded over going by a shorter version of our name, which, you might think is stupid but he was my first friend, i was finally not alone completely and i had a friend.
i never thought the boy on the swing was going to be one of my only sources of happiness, but little did naive mike know, he'd be the reason i hate myself too, but not for reasons you might think.
hi, im mike wheeler, and this is my story. now im not going to play myself as a victim the whole way through, i have done some things, im not gonna pretend i haven't, unlike some people. keep reading to know the real me, cause it's just the beginning of a very, very, long and complicated story of how i was so happy, now im 18 and have no reason whatsoever to live. and it's mostly his fault.
a/n hi this is my first story ever i hope you like it. please let me know if i should continue this. most of this is just a projection of my shitty life. there might be some chapters with mention of self-harm, eating disorders, abuse, and other things so at the start of the chapter there will be a trigger warning. stay safe. xoxo mike <3
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take me back to the day we met | byler
Fanfictionever since me and will met, so since we were 5, we spent a lot of time together. our friendship was so strong it was practically unbreakable, or so we thought. ever since that day, we stopped talking. i feel like shit, 4 years later.
