~♬♬ How stupid, selfih baby, Don't you battle with my Larynx tonight ♬♬~
3rd Person
"I will find a way. I promise." Mike whispered.
Will shook his head and continued crying, and everybody burst into the bathroom.
"Okay can we see him now?" Max scowled, scared for her best friend.
Mike looked down at Will who was still sobbing in his arms.
"I-I don't know.." Mike muttered.
"I-I want to see Max." Will whispered, and Max moved towards him.
"What happened?" She whispered, sitting down on the other side of Will.
Everybody else got the hint and let the both of them talk to Will.
"M-My dad, he got mad at me and- and he-" Will tried to speak but cut himself off with a loud sob.
"Jesus Christ.." Max sighed, and she pulled Will into a hug.
Mike rolled his eyes and turned his head away, and Max noticed this.
"Why are you all moody?" She scoffed, discreetly covering Will's ears with both of her hands.
"Because I was talking to him and then you just come in and take him away from me." Mike muttered, leaning against the wall.
"You know what, Mike. You don't get to do this." Max hissed.
"Do what?" Mike scoffed.
"Hold on." She muttered.
She removed her hand from Will's ears and lifted his head up slightly.
"Will.. Lucas, Dustin and El all really want to see you. If you aren't ready to talk to them thats fine but I would like to just have a quick talk with Mike." Max spoke calmy, which soothed Will.
"I'll go and see them." He whispered, getting up.
"Alright, love you." She smiled at him, and Mikes eyes widended.
"Love you too.." Will smiled weakly back at her, before walking out the door.
"I thought you were dating Lucas?" Mike raised an eyebrow.
"What? Yeah I am? Me and Will just say that to each other, we aren't dating." Max scoffed.
"Whatever, why am I even here with you?" Mike rolled his eyes, and Max felt herself getting annoyed.
"You can't do this to him, Mike." Max hissed, and Mikes eyes widended.
"Do what!?" He spat.
"Act all lovey and shit! You ignore him for weeks, make him cry like two or three times a day for weeks on end, and then all of a sudden announcd that you care for him again and start treating him like a fucking princess!" Max fired, getting up and beginning to pace around the room.
Mike was dumbfounded, and he got up aswell and stood in front of her.
"Wh-.. I don't make him cry three times a day!" Mike scowled, flailing his hands around.
"Mike. I couldn't even count how many times I've held Will while he cries over your pathetic ass." Max glared at Mike, giving his chest a small push.
"You're lying." Mike muttered, now feeling ashamed.
"You know what, Wheeler. I wish I was." She spat.
Mike stood there, not knowing what to say.
"You know you are a real bitch some times. You be all buddy-busdy with him for a few weeks and get his hopes up, and then you just destroy him, Mike. He's a sensitive person. You know this." Max continued, and Mike's mind was racing.
"I-I don't do that." Mike tried to defend himself, which only angered Max more.
"Seriously? Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me! You were so close with Will in '84 and then as soon as El came back guess who was left behind to fend for himself? Will! When he was taken in by his dad and he thought maybe his best friend would understand, he was ignored! Mike you are breaking him! And you will tip him over the edge and I don't want you fucking crying over it when it happens!" Max fired at him.
Mike was speechless, and he just stood there.
"Oh cat got your tongue?" She scoffed, before leaning against the wall, waiting for Mike's response.
Mike sat down on the edge of the bath and just sat there for a few minutes, Max's words repeating in his head.
"You just destroy him."
"You will tip him over the edge and I dont want you fucking crying when it happens!"
"I couldn't even count how many times I've held Will while he cries over your pathetic ass."
"Do- Do I really do all that to him..?" He whispered, thinking out loud.
Mike tried to deny it, but he remember all the times he's been rude to Will.
"Mike. Why do you ignore him?" Max sighed, seeing the hurt look on Mike's face.
I ignore him when he smiles at me, I ignore him when he talks to me and I just lash out at him because I'm angry. I'm angry because.. - Mike thought.
"I love him."
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General Fiction"We can give him a kick in the balls! That might help him think straight!" ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ Will Byers is a normal kid, at least that is what meets the eye. He is struggling a lot and it doesn't help that his 'best friend' has completely forgotten about him...
