Stupid Teenagers ~ Byler

Chapter Two : The Aftermath

TW : Contains violence and blood

Will panicked and turned off the walkie talkie

I cant have Mike lose another fight. Its even worse that he's fighting Troy. Troy would beat him to a pulp.

Will got up from his spot and turned off the spout before running out the door barefoot and hopping onto his bike.

He didn't care if Lonnie was home, he just needed to get to Mike...before Troy destroyed him.

He peddled down the road and onto the path to the bridge. When he arrived he saw Troy on top of Mike, repeatedly punching his face.

Mike's bottom lip was busted and his nose was drenched in blood.

Will was frozen by the scene. The others were just watching. Some amused. Some frightened. Will finally snapped back to reality.

"Troy stop! Stop it right now!" Will yelled. Troy served his last punch and wiped his nose. He got up and smiled.

Mike whimpered, yet kept his eyes closed. He turned to his side and pulled his knees up to his chest and covered his head with his hands.

Oh Mike... Will thought.

He quickly walked over to Mike's limp body and knelt beside him, slowly pulling his hands from his head.

Troy laughed while the other stood in silence.

"Go home. I'll take care of him." Will announced.

"Will we-" Max started.

"No! Just go home. I said I'll take care of him." Will repeated.

Troy grabbed Stacey's hand and walk towards the path, snickering. Stacey turned around, concerned about what her boyfriend just did.

Will didn't care if Troy left. He just needed to help Mike.

"Will..." Dustin said.

"Guys. I'm serious. Go home." Will responded. The others slowly began to get on their bikes and ride away.

"Mike. Mike its ok now. I'm here." Will said in a comforting voice.

Mike slowly opened his eyes and looked at Will. Mike suddenly lunged for Will and wrapped himself around him into a hug, burying his face into Will's neck.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry..." Mike mumbled. "I couldn't move he was hitting me all over...I'm so sorry Will..." He said.

"Mike... its ok. Troy is gone now. It is just you and me." Will had rubbing Mike's back. "Come on," Will started. "Lets go back to my house and clean up. I will call your parent to tell them you are staying over."

Will felt Mike nod in his shoulder. They got up and walked to Will's bike. Will got onto the bike and Mike did the same.

"Hold my waist so you don't fall." Will said. Mike wrapped his arms around Will's waist and leaned his head onto his shoulder before closing his tired eyes.

Will could feel his face burn hot as he began to pedal down the path. He got onto the main road and rode to his house.

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When they arrived, Mike unwrapped his arms from around Will's waist and lifted his head up. They got off the bike and walked up to the front porch before opening the door and walking inside.