Boys Don't Cry - Byler

Chapter 1

Will's pov

"Will, wake up." I hear Johnathan say. I groan and attempt to turn away. "Will!" Jon says in a more serious tone. "Okay, okay." I say, sitting up and rubbing my eyes.

He walks out, leaving by myself. I'm always alone. At school, and most of the time at home.

My dad, Lonnie, would have unexpected visits at our house and my mom would just..let him.

Surprisingly, he hasn't hit me at all yet.

I decide to get up, and wear light blue baggy jeans, a striped sweater tucked in with a black belt.

I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and the usual stuff.

I grab an eggo that my mom made and started eating it. "Morning sweetie," mom says. I give her a nod and smile as I'm still chewing.

"Morning son." My dad says. I chew and swallow quickly, "Morning dad." He would kill me if I didn't answer him. I fight the urge to give him the dirtiest look I can gather.

I fucking hate him.

I don't have much time to think about that as my mom says I need to go.

I get in my car and start driving.
The Smiths playing.

And if a double decker bus

Crashes into us

To die by your side,

is such a heavenly way to die

I hum the lyrics as I pull into the student parking lot.

I get out of the car, and walk to the doors, keeping my head down to avoid trouble.

First day of Junior year. I am totally not crumbling with anxiety.

"Hey Byers! 567 right?" I hear someone call after me. I look back, that's my locker...

When I reach my locker there are  a crowd of people surrounding it. I look at my locker. My heart drops.

Fag sucked me off for 2 bucks

Spray painted in red on my locker. I don't know what to do. I hear people snickering and see people gawking at me or giving my judgemental looks. I can't move. I'm frozen. Tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

I stumble a bit walking away, then practically run to my first class.

"Will!" Mr. Clark says. He's always been my favorite teacher. "Hi Mr. Clark." I smile, still uneasy. "Where do I sit?" I ask. He shows me to my seat and I wait as the bell rings.

I can feel everyone staring at me. I shift uncomfortably in my seat.

Everyone gets their seats and just to my luck, Michael Wheeler sits right behind me.
He's been making fun of me since middle school with Henry Bowers and Troy Walsh.

He's such an ass whole. Even though he's not physical, Henry is physical, and he's not really mean or anything, Troy is, he's just annoying.

And the worst part, is that I have a crush on him. Him of all people, I have a crush on.

"Hey Byers, did you really do that for only $2?" He asks in a teasing way. Angela, who sits next to him, laughs. She never really made fun of me, she just wanted male attention.

"No." I reply sharply. "Calm down Byers, it was just a joke." He says, laughing. I try to ignore him as Mr Clark starts class.

When the bell rings, I was the last to leave.
I had gym next, which I hated having, especially in the morning.