3rd Person
Will walked up to his room and got into bed. He don't want to sleep, just to try and calm down.
He was reaching under his bed, trying to find a drink since the beer wasn't strong enough when someone burst through the door.
"Will! Do y- What are you going?" Mike questioned him.
"Nothing. Whats wrong?" Will squinted, trying to block out the light from the door.
"Your coming to the mall with us. Get up and get dressed, we are leaving in 20." Mike told him.
"No I'm not." Will refused, turning round and covering his face with his blanket.
He heard Mike grunt and then he felt the blankets get pulled off of him.
"Give it back!" Will sat up angrily.
"No. Get dressed and be down stairs in 20." Mike scoffed, walking out of his room, with his blanket.
Who does this boy think he is. I'm not getting up - Will thought to himself as he grabbed his flask and chugged half of the remaining beer.
His head started to calm down and he felt his body relax. He didn't want to admit it, but he relied on the Alcohol. It was the only thing keeping him from going insane.
He put the lid back on and did a few wobbly steps over to his bed, before collapsing on top of it.
He groaned, and just lay there for what felt like forever.
"Will are you al- Why the hell are you still in bed!?" Mike yelled at him.
"I dont feel goood.." Will told him, slurring his words slightly.
"Uhm, okay. Well Eleven has already left and I'm not leaving until you get up and get dressed so hurry the fuck up." Mike rolled his eyes and slammed the door shut.
Will decided there was no getting out of this, so he had to get dressed.
He got up and pulled on a random outfit, before brushing his teeth and chewing some gum to make sure nobody could smell the alcohol.
After about 15 minutes he padded down stairs to see Mike sat on his couch.
"Jesus Christ finally. Get your bike and lets go." Mike sighed at him and got up.
Will followed him outside and grabbed his bike, and they were both on their way.
Will was riding his bike wobbly, trying to see straight but the alcohol had kicked in so his vision was blurry and he couldn't see very well.
He managed to make it to Starcourt in one piece, and walked over to where the rest of the party was.
"Finally! We thought you guys had died or something." Lucas rolled his eyes and Will thought about stealing some drinks out of a couple shops.
They all walked inside and went separate ways, Max, Lucas and Dustin all went one way which left Will with Mike and Eleven. Yay.
Mike and Eleven were talking, giggling, holding hands infront of Will while he had to walk behind them, silent, bored and miserable.
He reached into the bag on his back and pulled out his flask, and took a big gulp out of it.
Damnit I should've filled it up with something stronger. - Will sighed to himself, putting the now empty flask into his bag again.
Will was lead to scoops ahoy, where Mike and Eleven sat on one side of the booth while Will sat on the other side.
"I-I need to go and grab something from a shop, can you please wait for me here.?" Will asked them politely.
El nodded at him, so he left the shop and quickly ran to the closest shop without a buzzer (so that they don't know whether you've stolen).
He slipped a couple of Vodka bottles into his bag and bought a couple paint brushes to make it look like he hadn't just walked in and out.
He left the shop and went to the toilets so that he could fill up the flask with the vodka.
He went into the closest bathroom and grabbed his flask and a bottle of vodka.
(idk how tf u open a vodka bottle so lets just pretend he has super strength 😍)
He chugged down some of the liquid first, he enjoyed the feel of it burning his neck. It gave him some sort of comfort.
He poured some more of the bottle into the flask, enough for the rest of the day.
His head slowly went numb, which made it easier for him to cope with the loud noise of the Mall.
He left the bathroom and went back to scoops, only to find Mike and Eleven gone.
He looked frantically around the shop before he saw steve.
He stumbled over to him, looking scared and confused.
"Woah byers what's wrong?" He looked down at the smaller boy with worry.
"H-Have you seen -hiccup- Mike and El?" He asked him, the alcohol starting to kick in.
"Yeah, they left with everybody else about 5 minutes ago. I heard them talking about leaving the mall so maybe check outside." Steve smiled at him.
"Ahh thankssssss!" Will giggled, and did a few wobbly steps out if the shop, leaving Steve concerned for the young boy.
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Fanfic"WILL YOUR AN ALCOHOLIC!" ✩⋆. 𐙚 ˚ Will has gotten his fathers genes, he is an alcoholic. He has heavy feelings and to make them go away he drinks. Will his friends notice and help him or will he eventually drink his life away? ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ Total Word Co...
