alone

chapter 9

Will had been discharged. In a wheelchair mind you. He was being pushed out by a accentric Boris. His accent thick as he talked fast.

Will laughed to himself as he looked up at his lover. His hair had grown way longer, as he had been in the hospital for a few months.

A tired looking Johnathon and an over excited Joyce tracking behind. Will was watching his lovers hair bounces. His eyes darting around the parking lot.

And as they neared a oh so familiar van. Will caught himself falling in love with the familiar sent of Cologne covering the scent of weed.

He was hit with a wave of meloncolly. He saw argyle in the driver's side and as they neared it, argyle quickly hopped out. He walked over to the group talking loud and happily. Johnathon softened at his friends.

Will was sure to tease his brother about that later. Boris helped him out of the car and strapped him in, he grabbed the wheelchair and closed it shoveling it in the back still rambling.

Within minutes everyone was ready to go. Joyce was in her own car as the boys drove home. She needed to stop at the store to get food. And will definitely couldn't do that in his condition.

Soon they arrived at wills house. Smiles and cheering they were sure to celebrate his arrival home. Which they definitely did. Will sat there in his wheelchair wheeling around as he followed his brother and boyfriend around the house.

The two were setting up decorations and making food. Will listened to his boyfriends rambling and his brothers mumbles. He was happy to get out of that hell hole and be able to eat actaul food. They all got ready for the others to show up. Jane had been at another hospital. Max's hospital. Lucas had been at Mike's house. Dustin was with Steve and Robin.

But mostly everyone would be there. Johnathon, Boris, Mike, trever, Tyler, Phoebe, argyle, Jane, Lucas, Dustin, Robin, steve, hopper, nancy would all be there.

Will though he was happy he also felt bad about max not being able to be there. He shook the feelinga and he decided that today he would just be happy.

As people started to filter in he noticed something. Everyone had brought gifts. Why he thought. It was not his birthday but before he could ask Johnathon started to speak.

"I hope that you are happy about all of the gifts that they got you. They aren't big but we all wanted to get you something to do so that when you got out of the hospital you wouldn't be too bored." Johnathon stated as the two looked at others. Will was smiling at his lover. Boris was speaking with his brothers about random things.

Johnathon smiled at his younger brother. Young love he thought to himself as he swirled the coffee that was currently in his hand. Will slowly wheeled towards everyone as they had all arrived. He greeted them.

And the celebration started. Hopper was outside barbecueing and Jane was outside speaking soundly with him. Everyone had been doing something. Will felt normal for once.

A smile crept onto Boris's face as he watched will from across the room. He slowly crept behind will.

"Boo!" Boris said, will slowly turned around with a blank face. Boris was confused till he saw it. There was. Mirror right Infront of the two. He laughed to himself. Will also laughed at the antics.

And with the food being served, they ate. Everyone was speaking so happily. Today had to be the best day ever will had thought to himself. His hand brushed against Boris's he turned and looked to the boy. The two both leaned in sharing a quick peck. They smiled happily.

After around four hours of chatting and having fun everyone left. Hopper stayed of-course and so did his family. Will felt a hole form as he said goodbye to Boris. With a quick peck the boy left with his family. Will waved from the porch. And once his boyfriend was gone he wheeled himself into the house.

Once he got in he froze. His room had been up a small flight of stairs. Only around 6. He took a deep breathe as he tried to get down the stairs. He nearly fell down the stairs. He was struggling to get his wheelchair up. He could have asked for help but everyone had retreated to their rooms. He had not wanted to be a burden.

Soon he made it up the stairs. He was sweating and tired. Once he entered his room he smiled. Within seconds he flipped on his bed. Oh how he missed his bed.

The warm sheets and the smell of his cologne on the pillow. He smiled as he started to drift off. Loving memories flooded his brain as he slept.

All of a sudden he shot awake. he felt cold. A shiver traveled up his spine, it was as if he had been being stared at. He quickly turned to his window. He ripped the blinds opened but nothing. He let a huff of air out. He returned to bed making sure to lock his bedroom door and his window.

(Sorry it's so short. Haha I kinda got busy with the end of year testing. I know it's been like a months and a half but. I moved yet again... Haha so many excuses. Thanks to those who reminded me though. I low-key had this sitting in my drafts not edited with many errors and I got a few comments and was like... 😶. I forgot to update. Haha but the next chapter will be out as soon as possible and it will have so much more of a plot.)