Will:
*back at home, will is in bed*
I lay in my bed, traumatized, with an occasional visitor every 5-10 minutes checking on me. I feel guilty after that. Guilty that I survived such a thing that others died from. It didn't feel like something to be awarded for or congratulated on for surviving. It's like a guilt curse that never goes away, it will stay with you forever.
I hear another knock on my door, another visitor.
"Come in." I say.
Mike Wheeler walks into my room and smiles when he sees me. I smile back.
He sits at the foot of my bed and asks me how I'm feeling and all that shit and then says
"I thought I lost you.."
"I thought I lost you, too." I say back to him, maintaining eye contact with him for quite some time until he breaks it and looks at the floor.
"I'd like to apologize." He says. "It was such a douche-y thing of me to do, and I-"
"No wait, I should apologize!" I exclaim.
"What for? You don't need to apologize for anything! You did nothing wrong, Will.."
"Nono, I apologize for throwing all that information at you and expecting you at act okay about it right away.. I don't know what I was expecting and running away like that was, well, stupid an I shouldn't have, I'm sorry-"
"Will. You're my best friend and I just, I-"
My heart sinks, yet again.
He doesn't understand.
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that time you saved me •a byler and will angst story•
FanfictionEver since the Cali Crew starts living back in Hawkins for the time being, Will has been feeling him. Feeling Vecna. By seeing a strange dream every night, Will and his family and friends begin to worry. If Vecna really isn't dead, that means the ga...
