~College~ ||Byler||

13

Mike woke up around 9 PM. He lifted his head seeing that he was laying on Will's chest. He slowly pulled his arms underneath from Will and slowly sat up not wanting to wake him. Mike stood up and walked over to Will's room. He opened the door and went inside.

He checked every drawer he could find and any hiding spot. For every object or blade he could find. When he decided he checked everything he walked out of the room with his room. He put all the blades and sharpeners in his shoebox under his bed where he kept all of his stories. He walked out of the room and looked straight ahead to the question. He was thinking if he should hide the knifes too. He looked down at Will who was peacefully sleeping. He decided he would just ignore it and hope Will would actually come to him when he has the idea.

Mike walked over to Will and slowly picked him up bridal style. He walked Will to Mike's bedroom. Mike lay Will down and kissed his forehead as he walked out of his room. He didn't know why he set Will in his bed instead of his own. He wasn't really thinking.

Mike walked over to the kitchen and opened the freezer. He pulled out some bread and set it on the counter. He waited for the bread to unfreeze. He made a quick sandwich and started eating it. They hadn't eaten lunch or dinner. Mike's eyes widened as he stopped chewing. Shit. He hadn't really payed his attention to what Will and how many Will was eating the past month. As he looked back to it, Will has been sleeping a lot. Loss of energy? If you don't eat much you get tired pretty fast.

Mike set his plate down on the counter as he ran his fingers through his hair. He paced back and forward. He couldn't bring back the past dinners they had together. He needed someone to at least help him a bit with his thoughts. He walked over to the phone and dialed Max's dorm.

"Hello?" Jane's voice was heard from the other end.

"Hey, uh Jane. Can you ask Max if she can come over? I need to talk to her." Mike asked.

"Max!" Jane shouted her name.

"Yeah!" Max shouted back.

"Mike needs to talk to you!" Jane shouted.

"Jezus, I just arrived here!" Mike heard every word that has been shouted through the phone.

"Alright, alright. Tell him I'm coming over right now." Max said, now definitely closer to Jane.

"Max told me-"

"I heard." Mike interrupted Jane.

"Thanks Jane. Uh, talk to you soon." Mike said as he hung up the phone. The front door flew open.

"What." Max said sternly. Mike put his pointing finger for Max to stay silent.

"What." she whispered in the same tone. Mike walked over to the bar stools standing by the counter. Max followed.

"It's about Will." Mike said as he looked at his bedroom door.

"Did he broke up with you?" Max instantly asked.

"What? No. He uhm started again." Mike couldn't really get the words out.

"Started wha- oh shit." Max cut herself off.

"When and how do you know? Did he tell you?" Max asked.

"Do you really want to know how?" Mike asked. Max nodded immediately.

"Well we made out. Started french kissing. I put my hands on my stomach, just to feel his skin you know and then I felt a rough part which was weird because Will's skin is extremely soft. I stopped kissing him and looked down and saw a cut. And then I asked him something which I hoped was the cause, but it wasn't. Then I asked him another question and he said he did it everywhere. I'm worried about him, Max. Did I do something wrong?" Mike rambled. Max's eyes were wide open as she blinked a few times. Her lips parted.