12: tear by tear

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(TW: This chapter includes homophobia, homophobic slur, and more)
Will:

Shit. Shit shit shit shit. I really messed it up. Walking farther into the woods behind the cabin, the more I cry.
Tears stream down my face as I sit down on a tree stump, looking up at the sky, rain falling down on me.

But then, I hear a voice.

"Will?" Mikes voice calls out to me as he sees me on the stump.

"Mike what do you want?" I turn around, yelling.

The sky grows darker. The surroundings are more dreadful.

"I just want to talk.." He says sitting next to me. "Will.. what I was trying to say to you was that I like you back.. I haven't been knowing how to tell you for the longest time.." He puts his hand on my shoulder.

"You.. You do?" I face towards him.

But he starts laughing.

At me.

"Are you SERIOUS? NO!" He laughs more.

"Mike..."

"Do you ever think that I would be a fairy like YOU? I'm not queer, that's disgusting! Do you realize how much you don't matter, Will?"

"Mike.. please- I-"

"Imagine how all the others will think when I tell them! The look on their faces, they'll think you're a disgusting little fairy boy. A NOBODY." His voice getting deeper and deeper, him gripping my shoulder tighter and tighter.

"Mike? What's wrong with your voice.. what are you-" I gasp.

"Is this why you hate yourself Will? Is this why you go to bed every night thinking about how much nobody would MISS YOU if you left." The deep growling voice in my ear travels through my body. Vecna.
The grip of his hand on my shoulder is getting stronger, which causes me to run. I run through the forest. The same forest in my dream.

"No.. no no no no no no.." I say under my breath, running faster.
Running faster causes my surroundings to change, change into my old house.

I stop running to find myself inside of my house.. It seems mostly normal but one thing. Dad is there.
He approaches me with an angry growl.

"You really think you can quit that easy?"
He yells, pushing me against the wall, causing me to fall.

"GET UP! FAG." He yells pulling me by my arm.

I start to cry.
"This isn't real.. This is in my head it's-"

"THERES NOTHING FAKE ABOUT THIS, BOY. IM REAL, YOU'RE FUCKING REAL. Now will you quit being a little fairy and be NORMAL like the other kids. HUH?" Lottie screams, pushing me every time he starts a new sentence.

"Will." I hear the low rumbling voice again say. "Join me.. you know you want to.."
Watching Dad crumble into nothing to the ground, creating a pile of blood and bones.

"Will."

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