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Meanwhile at home with Mike, there was yelling and pacing, "you're not to behave like this Michael!! It's not right! Guys don't like guys?!" Ted started going on and on to mike who was sickly sitting on the couch.

"Why would you like a boy, a boy over a beautiful young lady!! That's polite with a officer for a dad?!" Karen added on, "it's really not a big deal..." Mike tried to end the massive argument coming ahead.

He watched Ted lean over to Karen's ear and whisper into it, his gut dropped. If he knows his dad he knew what he was asking of.

"Go on.." Karen said with a nod before turning around and mike let out a sigh, "boy this is so bad I oughta slap you!' so Ted lifted his hand and slapped mike right on his left cheek leaving a red rosy blotch.

Mike's face teared up and he just curled up into a ball blocking out any noise he could possibly hear, "I hope you've learned your lesson son.." Ted said before Karen walked over to the kitchen setting down Mike's notebook.

After school will went straight to Mike's house to see how he was doing, he rode his bike straight up the hill, hot breathes released from his mouth tiredly as his lungs and legs worked to peddle the bike.

Foggy smoke came from wills mouth with each peddle he pushed, his thick puffy jacket kept his warm as his revealed hands turned Bright red as he gripped onto the metal bike handle.

When he got there he quickly dropped his bike in the driveway and went up to the door, knocking on it.

"You better break things up with him Michael!" Ted demanded before answering the door, when it opened his face dropped with a upset tone, "speak of the devil.." he said.

"Is Michael home?" Will asked with the brightest smile on his rosy red cold face, as his heels pounced up and down off the ground in excitement.

"Michael, Williams here!" Ted called, instantly Mike's head wound up in surprise he got up as fast as possible with a blanket wrapped around his shoulders almost like a cape.

He slid over to the door on his socks, "will! Come on to my room!!" He uttered, mike grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him upstairs as Ted tapped his feet and Karen watched them go upstairs worryingly.

Karen may be a cheating pedophile, but she still cares for her kids gay or not and she didn't want mike to have to break up with will. She's seen the way they interact since they were just tiny children.

When mike and will got upstairs mike shut his door and backed away, "will I have something very important to tell you!!" Will got nervous and a serious look grew on his face as he sat on the un-made bed.

"What is it?" Will asked nervously, "my dad knows we're both into eachother...and I don't think.. he'll let me hangout with you.."

Will gave a un-sure smile "mike we ca-" mike cut him off as quick as possible, the room filled with dim silence that drummed their eardrums in weird ways,  "no will..he's not like hopper when it comes to this stuff!! He's strict..really fucking strict!"

Will sighed as his brain flipped through decisions, "pack a bag!" Will asserted, "w-what? Why?!" Will stood up and opened Mike's closet with charming and swift movement, "hey don't go through my closet!"

"Oh shush!" Will kept mike quite he had this confident and fast essence to him as if a ghost had tooken over his body, he pulled his arm out grabbing a flattened back pack from being squished by a stack of comics.

The comics slid off the backpack onto the ground, he then tossed it at mike, "pack a bag!" Will said and so mike nodded and did as he was told.

Mike began packing up his stuff into a backpack, the slamming and shutting of drawers, closets, and boxes bounced off the room walls as will patiently waited for mike.

When mike finished he swung the backpack over his shoulder and came up to will who was tracing the tips of his chipped red nails, will looked up with a tight lump in his throat he stood up and walked over to the window.

"Out we go wheeler!!"

(AHHAGDH FINALLY A NEW CHAPTER!! IM SORRY GUYS!! Expect holly next chapter!)

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