*This chapter contains homophobia*
"Jonathan, I'm going to Mikes house!"
"Mikes House?"
"Yeah!"
Will hadn't said that in what felt like months. Jonathan walked into Wills room , he just got done getting dressed.
"Welll, you look cute." Jonathan poked at his brother in a teasing way, they both laughed.
"I'm not trying to look that cute, we're probably just gonna watch a movie or something."
"Okayyyyy." Jonathan rolled his eyes.
"I'm serious, we haven't seen each other in so long so were probably just gonna start small, baby steps."
Will left his room and Jonathan followed, he said bye to Jonathan and walked out the door.
He was riding his bike on his way to Mike's house when he suddenly stopped peddling and got off the bike, he didn't bother to put up the stand so it fell to his feet.
*tick.. tick.. tick.. tick.. ding! Tick.. tick..*
"What the hell is that?" He said to himself slightly panicking. He looked to his left and there was a huge grandfather clock just sitting there, it was never there before? Well, maybe someone just threw it out? It didn't look broken or un useable though. He went closer to it, but jumped at the sudden feeling that someone was grabbing him by the shoulders.
"Are you really out here by yourself?"
...
That voice sounded familiar..
Will attempted to turn but whoever was grabbing him wouldn't let him.
"Dude," Will said raising his voice, trying to jerk his body free. "let me go, who the hell are you!"
"Wow, you don't know who I am, Byers?"
Will struggled a bit, recognizing the voice, but he didn't know. Finally, the person twisted Will so they were facing each other, Will backed up a little.
"Was I not who you expected?" It was Troy. "I'm surprised you aren't with your little gang of fairys!"
Will didn't say anything in response, instead he just stared at his shoes.
"LOOK AT ME WHEN IM TALKING TO YOU!" Halfway through the sentence, a deep grumbly voice spoke. His hand grabbed Wills chin and pulled it up so that they were looking at each other, revealing that not Troy was standing in front of Will, but a tall monstrous creature. Everything was very dark, even though it had just been evening.
"Will."
Will stood there shaken up.
"It's your time."
One of its hands kept on Wills chin, while the other lifted above his head. He closed his eyes really tight for a few seconds and felt himself loosen from whatever it was. He was back next to his bike, speechless.
He had been used to it for months now, so he just brushed it off and got back on his bike, on his way to Mikes house.
