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3rd Person
Mike watched as Will was taken away, and he could hear his cries from the police car.
He ran over to the phone and immediately called the one person who might be able to help.
Eleven.
Ring Ring.
Ring Ring.
"This is Eleven speaking." Eleven voices came through the phone.
"El I know you hate me but please don't hang up!" Mike spoke quickly as to show her how urgent he was.
El could sense his panic and stopped thinking about any reasons why she might be mad at him, focusing on how scared he sounded.
"Mike what's wrong?" She frowned.
"I-It's Will, his dad he took him a-and I'm really scared and his dad is going to kill him! Please get Hopper and Joyce and Jonathan to just come over to my house! Quickly!" Mike panicked, the tears beginning to fall.
"We will come, just be careful, okay?" Eleven confirmed, and Mike sighes thankfully.
"Thank you so much." He thanked her, before slamming down the phone and rushing up the stairs.
He burst into his room where Lucas, Max and Dustin where all sat, looking scared.
"Where the fuck is Will?" Max got up immediately, before seeing the tears on Mike's face.
"Woah, what happened?" She gasped, walking over to him.
"I-It's Will's dad! He was at the door and he- he took Will and he's gonna die, Max!" Mike panicked, his heart pounding.
"WHAT?" Max shrieked.
"I-I called El and she's going to help, j-just come down stairs." Mike told them, before running back down the stairs to see when Eleven and everybody else would get here.
He was looking out of the window in a panic, and after what felt like hours the Byers car pulled up in the driveway and Mike let out a loud sigh of relief.
He rushed over to the door and opened it before they had even reached the door, his tear streaked face making Joyce even more worried then she already was.
"Mike what is going on!?" She freaked out, and Jonathan appeared behind her.
"Mike what the fuck is happening? Eleven just called us and told us to go to your house and then hung up!" Jonathan questioned, and before Mile could even get out an answer another car pulled up in the driveway.
It was Hoppers car.
Eleven jumped out immediately and ran over to Mike, giving him a big hug.
"A-Are you okay?" She whispered, looking at Mike.
"Are you?" Mike panicked, and Hopper barged them both out of the way.
"Right somebody tell me what the fuck is going on." He boomed.
Mike led everybody down to the basement in a hurry, and sat on the table was a radio and blindfold.
"El, p-please can you find Will, something bad is gonna happen to him!" Mike panicked, and El nodded hurriedly.
"What do you mean something bad is going to happen to him?" Jonathan glared down at Mike, but Eleven shushed everybody and put on her blindfold.
The room went silent for a few minutes, before the lights began to flicker and static-y voices began to be heard.
They could all hear screaming and crying but nobody could tell what is actually going on.
"What the hell is happening?" Mike whispered.
"STOP FUCKING CRYING." They heard Lonnie's voice boom, and Joyce instantly knew what was happening.
"No, no please.." She whispered, begging to be wrong.
Everyone heard a door open, then a loud slam and Will's cries getting louder.
"You know you are a real brat." Lonnie began speaking, and everybody began to listen intently.
"I do so much for you! I feed you, you have a bed! And yet you run away and then fucking EMBARRASS ME?" Lonnie screamed at who everybody assumed was Will.
"I DO SO FUCKING MUCH FOR YOU. And yet you still act up." Lonnie spat, and everybody could hear the venom in his voice.
"When children are badly behaved. They get punished." Lonnie whispered, and Joyce's eyes widended.
"I'm sorry! Please I'm so sorry!" They all heard Will cry, and Joyce felt herself beginning to cry.
They all heard a loud smashing sound, accompanied by a choked sob.
"Please! I'm so sorry!" He begged, his voice breaking as the radio began to loose connection.
They all heard another loud thud, and then Will wailing.
"Stop, please! I'm so sorry!" Will begged, and Joyce felt her heart shatter.
"Shut the fuck up!" Lonnie screamed, and it was silent for a few minutes.
Will's sobs began to become louder, and he was muttering something nobody could make out.
"What the hell is he saying?" Hopper panicked, trying to raise the volume on the walkie.
"I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. I don't want to die." Will whispered, and the entire room fell silent.
A loud smack sound came from the radio, before a loud sob. Joyce was crying heavily by this point, and she stood up.
"I'm going to get him. I'm not sitting hear and listening to him being beaten to death." She announced, and both Jonathan and Hopper got up aswell.
"Nobody follow us. You all stay here and stay safe." Hopper warned, before the three went up the stairs.
"Stop! Stop please!" Will pleaded, his voice breaking.
It all went silent for a few minutes, before everybody heard Lonnie speak up.
"Poor little Will.. So fragile." Lonnie mocked the small boy.
"You know, you're such a fucking disappointment. I wanted a man when I had a child. Not a fucking faggot." Lonnie spat, and Will let out a loud choked sob.
"I-I'm sorry." He whispered.
"You fucking should be." Lonnie spoke, and they all heard Will's breath hitch.
A loud smash sound was heard, and El jumped up and ripped the blindfold off of her face.
"You're okay, you're okay." Mike gave her a small hug, and she burst into tears.
"Will, his dad, he- he was hitting Will!" Eleven panicked, and Mike nodded.
"I know, I know. We are gonna go over to his house now." Mike told her.
"Woah, didn't Hopper say to stay here?" Dustin panicked.
"Yeah well I don't exactly like hearing my boyfriend being beaten to death! So I'm going. Either come or don't I don't care." Mike muttered, getting up.
"I come with you." Eleven announced, getting up aswell.
The three remaining on the couch shared a look, before all standing up too.
"We'll come too." They nodded, and Mike let out a small relieved sigh.
"Right, let's go then."
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