Just Us //Byler

Chapter 19

Mike

Shit

Shit

Shit

I have fucked up, no she fucked up, holy fuck my head is a mess I can't even think straight. For a minute I just stood there, looking at the brown teddy bear that's laying on the ground with that silly little smile and a small blush. I can feel my eyes watering up but quickly blinking it away as I walk towards the bear and picking it up. I hold it in my hand and just stare into the black pearl eyes, I put it tight to my chest and hug it. I must have pressed some kind of button cause when I hugged it a little voice came out of the speaker.

"I love you"

With that fake robot voice that only stuffed animals have, I press it again as the tears brim in my eyes.

"I love you"

I can feel my knees get weak but I somehow still manage to walk out of the arcade and all the way to my house, tears fall down my cheeks as I open the door.

Walking past the kitchen, up the stairs and into my room, I just dump myself and hugs the bears as i let it all out. If it werent for that stupid fucking girl me and Will would have been at the arcade right now, kissing, playing games and eating those good fries. But instead we're splitted up, crying and wishing that all this would just be a stupid nightmare.

I hug the bear tightly as I hold my knees up to me chest, I feel some kind of comfort with the bear between my knees and chest. Until it starts spitting out those usless words.

"I love you"

"I love you"

"I love you"

"I love you"

"I love y-" I get up and throw the bear across the room, the voice dies as I slid down to the floor, my eyes hurt from crying and my shirt is wet. Suck it up Micheal, You got this. Just talk to him alright? Maybe you can sort things up!

No. Stop getting your fucking hopes up, but its still worth a try right? No, he won't belive you if you are going to him tonight.

I know my mom will come up to say goodnight or some bullshit so I better fix myself up cause I am not sitting and pouring my heart out to her right now. I get up and drag myself to the bathroom, My eyes are red and puffy while my face is pale like a ghost. I spalsh some water in my face then I wet a towel and gently put it right under my eyes to make the red color go away from my eyes, I have known how to do this since I was about six so when I'm done It actually doesn't look like I have been having a mentall breakdown in my room and making fake senariors in my head that the girl never shoved up.

What am I even supposed to do now? Just lay in bed and wait for the right time to come?

Fuck girls.

Fuck her.

Fuck kisses.

Fuck life.

Fuck you Mike, Pull yourself together. I think because at this point I know I am leaning over the sink with my both hands at my sides and holding myself up with my tight arm muscles and a tear is forming in the corner of my right eye.

I push myself up so I'm now standing normaly, taking one last look in the mirror, wiping away the tear with my sleeve and walk out.

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| Will Byers, The Byers house |