When blue meets yellow in the west

009: The Curse: Pt. 2

Will Pov

Everything around me is dark, I can't tell what's going on. I look around, but no one is in the car anymore. I step out of the van so I can see better, regretting it instantly. 

Vines, sprawling out everywhere, darkness surrounding me, red thunderclouds, and many more horrors.

No. No, not again. I can't be back here. 

I'm in the upside down.

"GUYS!" "ANYONE?" "HELLO?" I yell, hoping someone I know will answer.

But no one does.

Right away, I start panicking, breathing heavily, scared out of my mind. And that's when the tears start to fall. One by one, quickly, and I can't stop them. 

I've been here already, too many times to count, I don't want to be here again, not again. I've suffered so much already. Please.

"Please, help, a-anyone." I say, my voice shakier than ever.

Again, there is no response, and I lose it. 

Now I have my legs curled up to my chest, arms wrapped around my knees as I rock back and forth, terrified of what's to come. I continue to cry, and I sob, which leads to a rack of pain through my body. Every tear that falls, I am more and more scared. 

Until I hear him.

"Will!" Someone calls. The voice sounds familiar.

Mike.

How is he here? He must gotten taken into the upside down with me, even though I have no recollection of being taken here in the first place.

"Mike!" I yell back.

Then he's running towards me, and immediately I run into his arms. 

"Mike, oh Mike, I- what are you doing here? Are you okay?" I ask frantically.

"I'm fine, don't you worry, we're gonna get out of here, okay? He says.

He plants a kiss on my forehead, and I feel a shiver run down my spine. 

But this time it's different.

He pulls me in closer, and I give in, starting to cry a little into his arms.

"Hey, Will, what's wrong what-" Mike's voice starts to distort, his grip tightens around my waist.

"-What are you crying for?" He says, and I look up in fear. It's not Mike.

Vecna.

"Will, come, come join me." He says. It? I don't even know.

"NO." I spit back.

"Come join me. Mike would never love you anyway. What did you really think, that he would love someone like you?"

"No," I say, sniffling.

"Correct, Will. Because no one loves you, no one. Your father hates you, Troy hates you, your mom hates you,  oh, and El, because you stole, what's his name again? Mike? Let's not forget Mike. Mike, that boy who loves you? He doesn't, Will. He just didn't want to hurt your feelings. He thinks you're a f*g too, just like everyone else. That you're a disgrace to society. Will, join me. There's nothing good for you here anyways." He slays.

His body morphs into the people I hate the most in my life, from my father, to Troy, then James, and everyone in between.

That's when I decide to run. And hell, do I run.

Mike Pov

"WILL! Are you there? " Jonathan says.

"Oh my God, man, what's going on?" Argyle says.

"COME ON WILL! We need you!" I scream.

As I do, tears fall down my face, watching my boyfriend get possessed, by Vecna.

Then it hits me.

"I have an idea." I say.

El and Jonathan look at each other before nodding. I jump up and head to the back of the van and pop open the trunk. There. Will's walkman and cassettes. I search frantically for the right song, and I can't pick between Boys Don't cry and Should I Stay Or Should I Go. I think back to our younger days, what song would he listen to most? But as I'm thinking all the memories of being with him rush back to me. And there's one song that's always been there, every time Will was having a rough day, he was listening to it. 

He really thinks he can take Will away from me. Well, think again, bitch. (AND SOME SLAY MIKE BC YES)

I run back to Will, pop in the cassette, put the headphones on his ears, and music starts pumping through Will's headphones.

Wills Pov

As I'm running, I hear something. A song, a song that's always been there for me. 

"Darlin' you've got to let me know, should I stay or should I go?"

No matter what, and I think, maybe I will die here, but with this song playing, I wouldn't mind it. Dying. Which sounds terrible. Especially when Vecna could kill me any second.

But no matter what he says, I know there are people that do love me, so many, and Mike is one of them, right?

"If you say that you are mine, I'll be here till the end of time."

I listen to the music, feeling carefree as I run and run, past every falling object that falls beside me.

Until my foot catches on a large rock, and I trip, falling onto the ground, wincing in pain. 

All I can see is Vecna walking toward me.

"So you've got to let me know, should I stay or should I go?"

Then I hear a voice. Calling to me. But this time, I can tell, it's not Vecna.

Mike.

"Will! Come on, come on." He says, though I can barely make it out.

I close my eyes, trying not to cry, and when I open them again, I see something.

I see a hole, and in it I see reality, I see my limp body, El, Jonathan, Argyle, and Mike trying to revive me, to wake me up. This just makes me want to leave this place even more. To see the people I love again. No matter what Vecna says, I will always have people that love me, so many. And I have every fucking reason to live. 

"It's always, taste, taste, taste"

"You'll have me when I'm on my knees"

"One day it's fine and next it's black"

"So if you want me off your back"

With my song playing, I stand up cautiously, and curl my fists. I was about to just run but I have a better idea. 

I look him right in the eyes, and I give him the middle finger. Then I smile, proud of myself and I start running. Out of this horrible place I've been in countless times before, but I've always managed to get out. And let's be honest, I'm not losing that streak now.

"WILL!" I hear Mike scream, shaking my body and kissing me with tears rolling down his cheeks thinking it'll wake me up, and that's when I start crying, again. 

"WILL, COME ON! YOU CAN DO THIS!" He yells. This is enough for me to push and push, with every stride, getting closer and closer. 

I'm so close. (THIS SOUNDS WRONG IM SORRY I HAD TO SAY IT)

I scream, as I jump.

"Well come on and let me know, should I stay or should I go"