chpt 1

27 0 0
                                        


------

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

------

THE VANISHING OF WILL BYERS



"Hey! wake up your gonna be late for school!"

"oh shit" its 8:45. School starts a 9:00. And its a 6 minute walk. "Shit.Shit.Shit" I  muttered "come on valarie! we don't have all day" my dad's unpatiant voice yelled at me. It is way to early for this. Dad say's ''he can't leave" unless I leave first because he doesn't trust that I would actually wake up. It's not like I don't... well sometimes I don't.

But why does it matter if im like 30 minutes late? Iron maiden does it all the time to their pre-planned concerts. There a great success! There songs are killer.

I put on a striped dark blue and black long sleeve shirt that I tuck in my dark blue jean. I roll up the sleeves too my elbows, throw on my white worn out converse, followed by my even more worn out brown leather jacket. grab my bag and head out the door.

"don't forget to come back early, pay the nurse a 50, an--" "--Give her a bath! yes!i know - you remind me every day and I do it every day. Now can I go?" I bursted in a rush. "yeah." My dad replied as I slammed the door, heading to the bus stop. 

Ever since the incident happened, me and my dad have never  been the same.

----


"so, did he call?" barb asked nancy, as soon as we saw her enter the building.

From an outside perspective, I could see how weird our trio looked. The perfect girl next door, the nerd, and the burnout. But me, Barb, and Nancy have been bestfriends ever since the day where we quite litterally met in the sand box. 

 "keep your voice down" she said in panic "did he?" she kept pushing "I told u it's not like that" nancy replied "oh please nance, your not fooling anybody" I remarked. she rolled her eyes  "okay, i mean, yes, he likes me, but not like that... we just... made out a couple times"Nancy said with a light blush on her cheeks.

 "we just... made out a couple times" barb imitated her, I chuckled. "nance seriously, your gonna be so cool now, it's ridiculous" nancy scoffed "Like that friend group is cool" I laughed.

Im not a very hateful person. But the friend group of dumb, high schoolers who felt like they floated above it all where at the top of my list.

"im not ...trust me" nance said. I gave her a look "you better still hang out with us that's all i'm saying... if u become friends with Tommy H. or carol-" "oh gross!" nancy interupted "the only thing that's gross is you and steve" they gave me a look "sorry" i said quickly "okay, im telling you it was a one-time.... two- time thing" i cringed in disgust. nancy opened her locker and a note fell out saying

Meet me. bathroom

-Steve


"you were saying?"

---


After school, I quickly took the bus home, rushing to get home. I opened the door, "hey sweetie how was school?" the nurse asked "it was okay, sorry I took so long, late bus." I said as I took  the $50 out of my wallet to give to the lady "no problem dear, you know I love taking care of your mamma" she said as she collected her things.

"ok, well thank you again!" i said "no problem" she said with a sweet smile as she closed the door, I went to go lock the door, and once i did, I sighed, same old routine. I went upstairs and changed into my sweat pants and tank top. washed my hands and grabbed my moms monitor, prick I put the needle in the tip of her finger 142mg. I smiled, that wasn't too bad. i went to go grab the water bucket from the shed to give mom a bath when I heard a rustling sound, I went to look up, only to get hit in the head by the shelf above me "ow" I whispered turning around to look around the shed.

I shook the weird amonous feeling of,  going inside and filling the water with lukewarm water, grabbing  the wash cloth.

The doctors said I should talk to her. That she could hear what i'm saying. What a load of bull. If she could hear what i'm saying, she would've woken up by now. So instead, I sat there in silence. Washing down my mom. Letting the undeniable inevitable linger. Of nothing ever being the same again.

I was interrupted as the phone started ringing "hold on mom" I sighed, going to pick up the phone "hello?" no response "hello?" breathing, heavy breathing, like a child "hello?" this time i got a response "Valarie?" a distorted voice came from the line "will?" I questioned until the line started beeping. I rolled my eyes. Putting the phone back.

whatever.

•Flaws• Steve HarringtonWhere stories live. Discover now