But what if ☆byler☆

Chaote 29

Chapter 29!
( sorry, I forgot I was supposed to post daily until like, five minutes ago! I have like, 30 minutes before i fall asleep lmao)

☆timeskip☆ been at Mike's house for almost a week (BTW we just pretend like school doesn't exist over here lmao)

Wills pov:

"Will I'm sorry." Mike said, looking at me, disgusted. "But I just don't fucking like you. At all. Never did." He said, as if it was just the plainest fucking thing ever.

"I thought you loved me?" I said, confused. I'm just a small kid in the corner of the room, and Mike is like, the ruler.

"So? I like el now. You 'switched' me. El switched me back." He said, angrily. "I-" "shutup." He said, before kicking me.

"Get out of my house." He told me. "And ship el over here." He yelled. "Mike? Wha-"

"Will! Will! Wake up!" I here. I shoot straight up, covered in sweat and crying. I see Mike. I immediately flinch back. He tries to reach for my hand,  but I pull away.

"I'm sorry," he said, in his normal, calm voice. "You were having a nightmare, I had to wake you up, I'm sorry." He looked slightly hurt that I pulled away, but more worried than anything.

"No, mike I'm sorry. It was just... a really bad nightmare." I said, remembering what happened. Great. Now my subconscious is mixing my biggest fear and my childhood. Yippee.

"I'm sorry. Is there something I can do to help? Do you want to talk about it?" He asks me, nicely. I shake my head. "No thank you, I'm sorry." I say, giving him a hug.

"Don't be sorry, it's ok-" He gets cut off because we can hear his dad walking towards his room.

I practically launch to the sleeping bag I had layed out on the floor, and Mike quickly lays down on his bed. We both fake as if we were asleep, because it's easiest if we don't have to talk to him.

He throws the door open, before looking around, mumbling something and walking out. He does that every morning before he leaves for work. I think he suspects us, but we just have to not say anything about it.

He scares me. Really badly. I constantly see my dad in him. I really think he hates me. I can't look at him when I talk to him, which I hardly do anyway because everytime I do I have to go freakout for a few minutes.

We hear him open and shut the door. He left. I stood up, and looked at mike. "Im sorry about him." He said, looking down.

"No! Don't be. It's okay. Not your fault." I say, sitting back down on his bed. He gives me a hug, before standing up. "Do you want something for breakfast?" He asks. I nod my head. "Thank you!" I say, and give him a smile.

When he leaves the room, I lay down on his bed again. His sheets smell so good all the time, and I don't know how. (Ahh yes bc your sheets smell like dog shit you nasty ho/JJJJ) e

I lay there for a few minutes, until he comes back in the room. "Got you some cheese toast!" He said, handing me a plate.

He had a plate himself, of toast with jam. I feel bad because he made me something extra because I don't like jam, but it's also really sweet of him.

"Thank you!" I smile, grabbing the plate. "No problem!" He smiles back, sitting down next to me.

☆TIME SKIP☆

"Boys?" Mrs.wheeler knocked on the door. "I'm going to the store! Are you guys coming?" She asked, slightly opening the door, before opening it fully.

Mike looks at me, as if to ask 'is this okay with you?' I just smile, and slightly nod.