monochopsis - byler

the fight.

(wills pov)

I have only been back in Hawkins for a week and me and Mike are already in a fight. I was hoping that when I got back from California things might be different. We were planning on moving to California with my old stepfather, Bob. Sadly, he died in a car accident a couple weeks before the day we were planning on leaving. I'm not sure what sparked this argument, but I hope we can get over this.

"I just don't get it Will! I mean, I thought you would've found at least some kind of cute girl in California! Why can't you just be understanding that we have to focus on our relationships?" Mike yelled, breaking my train of thought. The words he was saying to me made me feel a burning feeling in my chest. 

"Have you ever considered that I don't want a girlfriend? I got my childhood taken away by my own fucking father! Of course I'm gonna be pissed that now, a year later, you still pretend to enjoy playing Dungeons and Dragons with me!" I yelled back.

"Maybe we don't feel like playing D and D anymore because we aren't fucking children, Will?" Mike immediately covered his mouth after saying this. My face reddened and my breathing turned uneven. His words felt like a bullet straight to the gut. "Will, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"Save it Mike." I said before biking off. I don't know how to explain the deja vu I felt. We had this argument before. Almost exactly. I just wanted to play our favorite childhood game, but Mike and Lucas were too worried about their girlfriends and Dustin was still at summer camp.

Instead of going home, I went to a music store to get some new cassette tapes for my Walkman. I'm trying to find a job so my mom doesn't have to pay me for doing chores. I'm the oldest one in the "party" (if you even feel like calling it that anymore) by like a grade, but due to health complications I had to retake the 6th grade.  I have my license because I'm 16 right now. I don't see why I wouldn't be capable of getting a job.

jingle jingle

the little bell on the door rang and I was overwhelmed by the selection of song they had. I had a short list of songs I had wanted to get from here, although some had already been checked off. If you want to take a listen, here are some of the songs:

-Boys Don't Cry - The Cure (bought and my favorite song!)

-Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now - The Smiths

-Should I Stay or Should I Go? - The Clash (bought)

-There is a Light That Never Goes Out - The Smiths

-Head over Heels - Tears For Fears

-Always Something There to Remind Me - Naked Eyes (bought)

-Such Great Heights - The Postal Service (a/n this song was actually released in 2003 but I wanted to add it anyway)

I ended up deciding on Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now and Head Over Heels. 

"Very good choices" I heard a masculine voice chirp.

"What?" I ask.

"Oh uh, your music taste is on point" said the cashier.

I hesitated for a second. "Thanks!"

"No problem, come again sometime. We could definitely use the customers" He said waving as I left the almost empty store.

...

As soon as I got home my mom said to me "Mike came over looking for you. You should probably find him before he breaks into our house."

 "I'll find him tomorrow" I said.

"Ok honey, just so you know I'm gonna be out tonight. Also Johnathan sent you a letter from college. I put it on your bed for you." My mom stated

"Okay, okay. I'll be sure to read it mom."

 I'm extremely glad my mom didn't push it. I can't believe Mike said that.  He makes me feel just so, insecure about myself. I mean I'm supposed to be the oldest in the group, yet I can't even stop being a little kid for a second. 

Our home was not the same one we had before. This house had a basement, which was where my room was. It didn't feel exactly like home, but to be fair, every house we lived in didn't feel like home. I could never forget the blood stained walls of our first house, or the way I was away from everyone in California. It would be hard thinking of this house as homey without Johnathan. Maybe the only home I've had has been the Wheeler residence. 

Down in my room there was a sort of large envelope. Mail is almost always exciting when it isn't stuff like funeral invites or knowing your bills are overdue. So of course, I excitedly ripped it open. There was a card and some cash in the envelope. Weird. It wasn't my Birthday. School was about to start. The card luckily explained what the random cash is for.

Hello Will,

I figured since school starts in two weeks, I could give you an extra couple bucks if you want to get some special clothes or art supplies. I miss you more than words can explain. Enjoy the 30 dollars!

Yours Truly,

Johnathan

This was very sweet of Johnathan. Maybe tomorrow I can go shopping at the Starcourt Mall.

...

I'm so tired. Flopping onto my bed and playing Boys Don't Cry until I passed out. The fact that I wasn't under the covers, still in my clothes, and hadn't eaten were not a good mixture though, I will probably regret this tomorrow.

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