TW: SH
It's all my fault people found out.
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"Will...what's going on? Talk to me." Mike says, eyes fixed on Will. Will, however, was staring down. Terrified. Frozen.
"It's nothing, Mike." He whispers.
"Will it's not nothing, you wouldn't be cutting yourself if it was nothing." Mike says, cupping his cheek. Will glanced away.
"Why do you care."
Mike blinks a few times. "What?" He says, clearly taken back by the question. "Will of course I would care. Don't be ridiculous."
"Don't- Mike." Will snaps. "Don't suddenly act like you care now that I'm hurt. None of you guys have a damn about me before. I was ignored. Forgotten about. I have never felt less cared for." Will says, eyebrows furrowed together. "I felt- nothing. For so long. And nobody cared about me. They didn't know about my night terrors. My flashbacks. My self harm which I resulted to because I felt like there was nothing else. That I deserved it."
"Will I'm so sorry... I had no idea. I should've asked."
"Yeah, Mike. You should've."
"What about Jonathan?..." Mike asks, looking at Will softly. "Or your mom?"
"Jonathan was always too high, and mom was always out."
"I see..." Mike whispers. "When was the most recent time that you..ya know. Hurt yourself."
Will glanced away. "Right before Vecna got me."
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It's All My Fault
Fanfiction⚠️not my artwork! Credits to the creator⚠️ Will Byers, a boy who has been through a great amount of trauma is now ignored. Forgotten. What happens when Will starts hearing clocks, Seeing things, and keeps it to himself. Did he ever stop being 'the...
