Byler

🌥️• (S)he never really quits •🌥️

(This story is a kind of background story for my yt video)

Will sat in his bed and cried to himself. He didn't think he was worthy of the praise he gets from his brother, or mom, or friends.

He suddenly felt an urge.
An overwhelmingly bad urge.

He had "stopped" hurting himself a year ago. After Vecna was defeated and everyone was healing, Will was left behind in their dust. He turned to self harm. He would cut lines into his arms and legs, all until his best friend, Mike Wheeler, saw the scars and told him to stop. Obviously Will stopped...self harming in that spot. He began to do it on different hidden parts of his body, like such as his inner thighs and upper arms.

He slowly felt his body get up and walk to his desk. He grabbed a pair of overly sharp scissors. Just then, there was a knock on his door.
"I-I'm changing." Will said, trying to get the unknown person to leave. The person behind his door was non other than Mike Wheeler. The boy Will had been in love with since they were 13. His best friend.

Mike waited a few seconds for him to be "done changing" before walking in. He stopped when he saw Will with a pair of scissors to his already scarred wrist. Mike's eyes went wide and he ran over to Will, throwing his arms around him.will dropped the scissors and embraced Mike, crying.

"I-I thought you said you stopped." Mike mumbled into Wills hair, crying a bit. Will just cried harder into Mikes chest and shook his head. "I-I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!"

Mike strokes Wills hair and hugs him tighter. "There's nothing to say sorry for. You did nothing wrong." Mike lifted Will's chin and smiled. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Will smiled sadly and nodded. "yeah. I would, honestly."

They went and sat on the bed, to talk out their troubles, falling asleep in each others arms.