It's All My Fault

Its Time, Will Byers

It's all my fault I'm about to die.
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"Yes?" Mike repeats. "Meaning...are you-gay?"

Will looks down, feeling the sensation from earlier coming back. Whether that was Vecna or nerves, he didn't care.

"I can't believe you're  a F@g." Will hears from next to him.

"What?..." Will answers.

"I should've known. With how you look at certain boys. How you look at me. You really think you had a chance with me, Will? Is that why Lonnie hit you?" Mike snaps. Will stared at him, tears filling his eyes. "I don't even want to be seen with you, Will. That's the real reason I've been ignoring you. You probably wanna take advantage of me, don't you?"

"No!" Will yells. "You're not real!"

"Oh but I am, Will. You can feel me." Mike says, grabbing Wills throat, squeezing. Will cried out, trying his best to breathe. His hands reached up, trying to pry Mikes hands off of him.

Mikes face slowly contorted, changing shape. Vecna.
Vecna pinned Will against the wall, choking him. "It's time, for you to join me." Vecna says, letting go of Wills throat. Tears stream down his face, Vecna lifting a hand and wiping the tear from his cheek. Wills stomach lurched and he tried to press himself further into the wall. "It Will all be over soon."
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"Will?" Mike says, noticing the boy facing forward, not looking at him. "Will?" Mike said again, getting off the couch and crouching infront of Will.

Will sat there, eyes rolled back into his head and eyelids flickering. He just sat there like that, not moving.

"Guys!" Mike yells, causing everybody to look over.

"Shit." Steve and Eddie say in allusion, then running over. Steve crouches infront if Will. "Will? Wake up buddy. Will. Will!" Steve says, shaking him. Eddie watches, flinching slightly. He couldn't watch this again. Not after Chrissy.

"Don't do this..." Eddie whispers.
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"Its time, Will Byers. You're quite the talk, seeing as you escaped the upside down all those years ago. Escaped me." Vecna says, looking down at Will. "Now, don't struggle. Or do. Its more fun that way." He says, slowly lifting his hand in the air, shutting his eyes and hovering his hand over Wills face.

Wills eyes widened and he cried as memories flooded his brain. Did he really what this?...
No.
But it was too late.

Darling, you got to let me know
Should I stay or should I go?

Will shut his eyes, crying. Wrong wrong wrong. Why did he think he wanted this.

If you say that you are mine
I'll be here 'till the end of time

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"Why isn't it working! This worked instantly with Max the first time!" Dustin yells.

"It's the wrong song." Jonathan whispers.

"What? The kid said this was his favorite song. Wouldn't he know?" Eddie says, squeezing Steve's shoulder.

"No, no he has a poster in his room. Its...Boys...uh. Cry. No. Boys... Boys don't cry!" Jonathan yells, going over to the set of tapes and going through it. "Shit shit shit." He whispers, hands shaking.

"Fight it, Will. You have to run." Steve whispers
to him.

"I found it!" Jonathan yells, tossing the tape to Mike, who put it in and adjusted the headphones on Wills head.

But then, he began to float.