• there is a boy I know •. . byler au fic.

~only eighteen~

It was 1991 Will byers stood on the side of the road with his thumb stuck out, he waited for one of the vehicles passing up to come to a stop. Eventually a 1990 Ford pulled up next to him, he felt relieved as he took his backpack and flung it over his shoulders. He then opened the door and got in the backseat, a very soft spoken voice came from the front seat "where are you heading?" The boy asked.

"The city, just right off this upcoming highway.." the boy looked at him through the mirror, all will could see was the boys dark eyes. "I'm Mike and you are?" Will smiled and buckled up, "will!! It's nice to meet you!" Will was happy he finally got a ride. "Same to you, I'll turn on the radio now if you don't mind?" And will smiled "not at all".

After at least an hour will noticed they weren't even going the right way, "this isn't the way? Do you know where your going?" Will asked as they pulled down a dirt road surrounded by trees. Mike's devious smile could be seen through the mirror, "goodnight" will began to feel a sense of anxiety "I'm sorry what?" Will asked urgently. "Goodnight." Mike said before break checking causing wills head to hit the window as he went unconscious for a moment, mikes eyes went wide as he let out a chuckle "ignorant little thing..".

About 2 hours later, will woke up in a cabin that sat in the woods behind Mike's house. He looked around and then made eye contact with Mike and that's when he realized he was tied to a chair, his eyes darted to the cigarette in mikes hand and suddenly mikes face began recognizable to a boy he knew in middle school. "Wheeler, let me go!!! Get me out of here!!" Will begged, he squinted as tears began running down his face.

Mike began to laugh, he blinked and looked will directly in the eyes "that's cute" Mike got up from his chair and began to walk around. Wills voice was breathy as he began to wobble in the chair, "why are you doing this to me??" Will sighed and began to wait for a response. Mike turned around a kneeled down to make eye contact with will, "beautiful eyes really.." Mike said as he took his hand and lifted Will's chin. A tea kettle was running in the cabin and the whistles could be heard, "what do you want from me?!" Will said screaming.

"I loved you y'know, middle school and highschool was hell for me and your sister made it worse..." Will does recall Mike dating his sister for a year. "I don't know what my sister did to you but please let me go!" A fire could be heard cackling at the fireplace, "I loved you. And I couldn't show it, I guess you could say society is becoming more accepting with Elton John and all these other queer stars..".

"Where's my bag?" Will asked but Mike just rolled his eyes and left the cabin, the turning of a key and a lock being set in place could be heard from the door and will sighed.

By the next morning will woke up when he felt the warm sun hit his skin through the blinds of the cabin, he realized how bad he screwed up getting into that car. His eyes burned with regret when he began to hear the door raffle and his head shot up, the lanky boy came in again cigarette in his mouth he was wearing a white T-shirt that had dirt and other smears on it a pair of jeans that had to be tied real tight with a belt, he had a tray in his hand with a bowl of grits and a glass of water on it.

"Morning pretty boy.." Mike said chuckling as he exhaled the nic, "im not eating that..if yoy expect me to?" Will said his eyes narrowed at the boy. Mike felt insulted, "oh you hurt my feelings...I made it especially for you really?" Mike frowned a fake frown and set the tray on the floor before sitting down Infront of will.

"What is it that you want?" Mike laughed "nothing you could possibly do would satisfy me.." Mike took a spoonful of grits and held it up to Will's face "now open wide.." will begin to feel very uncomfortable, "no..you've put something in it, you're going to do something to me.." mike frowned once more.

"EAT IT!!" Mike yelled in wills face and will jolted back, "or would you rather die..?" Will sighed and closed his eyes for a moment before opening up his mouth in the slightest. Mike then shoved the spoon between his teeth and pulled the spoon out and will instantly began coughing it up, "ah!ah!ah! Swallow it." Mike got upset and shut wills jaw with his hand, will swallowed the food and a tear fell from his eye.

"Good boy.." Mike commented before picking up the glass of water for will..

((I didn't mean for this to be this disturbing))