if you're reading this. im dead. congratulations.
i lost the battle.
can i say that will is to blame now cause he did apologize? kinda.
cause he did hurt me.
but i'll also blame james, troy, lucas, and my dad. james and troy cause they bullied me in middle school, lucas cause after he got popular and he joined the jocks in bullying me and dustin, whom i don't want to blame for this so i won't, and my dad. for obvious reasons.
i hope you guys are happy.
cause most of my life, i wasn't. i was in pain, so much pain. thanks to you guys.
***
after max read everything to everyone, cause she found mikes body and the stak of papers with the words written. she and almost everyone mike was close with was in tears.
"i wish i would have done more." nancy said.
"when's mike coming back?" holly, who is only 9 years old, said.
"holly," dustin said, "he's not, he's not coming back. mike, he's in heaven." he said, tears coming down his cheek.
"good, im glad that fag is dead." ted said, breaking the silence. karen smaking him, in tears.
"ted, this was our fucking son. he took his life and YOURE partly to blame." she said.
"im such a shit friend." lucas admits.
"we were all kinds shitty to him." Jane spoke up.
everyone was quite speechless. throughout the years, it was kinda obvious he wasn't okay, but no one really did anything about it.
"wait, there's more right here." max said, grabbing something from mikes nightstand.
dear whoever is reading,
you probably already saw the stack of papers, with my life story and why i did what i did. just remember, if i mentioned you in one of the reasons, and you were there for whoever read the stack of papers, be a better person. this was a lesson to you that words and actions hurt others, intentionally or not.
i'll see you guys later
-love, mike.
as max read it, everyone started crying again, except, again ted.
"you guys can stop pretending to care about him, he's dead." ted said in an angry tone.
"go to hell ted." karen yelled.
"no because i'll see mike there." ted said bluntly.
***
it was on the news that mike wheeler had died. a lot of people that mike probably didn't even know, or care about, was at his funeral, even troy and james. but they were crying like they were his friends. one person who didn't show up was his father, who didn't seem phased by it, but if it were nancy or holly it'd be different.
"stop faking, you're one of the reasons he's fucking dead." will said angrly to troy and james.
"i didn't mean anything i said to him or you guys, im sorry." troy sobbed.
"sorry isn't gonna cut it asshat." lucas said in tears.
after the death of mike wheeler, nothing was the same.
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take me back to the day we met | byler
Fanficever 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.
