~ ♫♫ You take things so hard And then you fall apart ♫♫ ~
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"You're going to have your stutter forever." Joyce told her son, who's eyes instantly filled with tears.
"No, n- no no everybody w- will make f- fun of me!" Will panicked, his heart racing as he thought of how much more he'd get made fun of.
"Will, sweetheart just calm down-" Joyce tried to console her son, but he wouldn't listen.
"N- No, no this is s- so bad!" Will continued as tears began to slip from his eyes, his hands shaking as he felt himself panicking.
"Baby, you need to calm down." Joyce sighed, gently taking Will's hand into her own.
Will looked over at her for a second, scanning her face, before bursting into tears. Joyce's eyes widened and she immediately pulled Will into a hug, letting him cry softly into her chest.
"I- It's not fair. . ." Will whispered, crying quite heavily now.
"I know, I know baby." Joyce frowned as she gently held her son, her hand resting on his head as he cried.
Mike watched the two of them, frowning as he saw his boyfriend sat sobbing in front of him. He hated seeing Will like this, especially when he knew he could've done something to stop this.
The door burst open and Joyce and Mike saw Lonnie stood there, glaring down at his son. Joyce instantly held Will's head closer to her chest, not wanting him to see who was there. Her hand went around his ear that wasn't pressed against his mother, so he could no longer hear anything.
"I'm taking him home. Get off of him." He spoke gravely, trying to move Joyce's hands off of Will.
"W- What's wrong?" Will tried to move his head, but Joyce held him firmly down to her chest, not wanting him to see his father, knowing if Will saw him he'd only cry even more.
"You are not taking him anywhere. He is never going back home with you." Joyce told him, and he chuckled.
"That's not happening. I got custody, didn't I? He is coming home with me." Lonnie glared down at her, beginning to walk over to Will.
Will managed to move Joyce's hand off of his head and looked up to see who was there, and as he saw his dad walking towards him he started bawling.
"No, n- no go away!" He cried, holding onto Joyce's hand as firmly as he could.
Lonnie grabbed Will's wrist firmly, the smaller boy only crying even harder.
"G- Get off! Get off!" He sobbed, his wrist beginning to hurt from how firm Lonnie was holding it.
"You do not fucking yell at me. You will be coming home as soon as you are released and if you dare try and pull anything I will fucking-. . ." He began to threaten, before remembering people were in the room with them.
"Don't dare try and pull anything." Lonnie snapped as he saw both Joyce and Mike glaring at him.
He stormed out of the room and the three could see him go over to talk to the nurse, asking her something. Joyce had a horrible feeling about all of this so she got up to follow him.
"I'll be one minute, okay." She smiled softly down at her son, giving him a gentle kiss on the forehead before leaving the room.
Will continued bawling, absolutely terrified of what his dad would do to him once he got hold of him. Mike frowned and went over to Will, sitting down next to him and wrapping his arms around him.
Will melted into the hug, doing his best to hug Mike back with the new cast he had on. He sobbed into Mike's chest for what felt like forever before his mum came back into the room, her face scared.
"Will, I need you to listen to me for a minute, okay?" She spoke softly, sitting down in front of the two boys.
Will nodded softly, detangling himself from the hug and trying to wipe away the steady stream of tears falling down his face.
"Your dad is taking you home in two days. Now, before you panic, just listen to me, okay?" Joyce told him.
"Okay. . ." Will sounded nervous but nodded anyway.
"When you get home I will get Hopper to be outside waiting for you, he can arrest Lonnie for child abuse or something and we can get you some safe. We can't do anything until you leave the hospital so we will just have to wait, okay?" Joyce offered a small smile, trying to help keep Will calm.
Will stared at Joyce quietly, the horror evident on his face as he listened.
"He- He'll kill me before you even get t- to me. . ." Will told her, his voice shaking.
"No he won't. I promise you, he won't." She spoke firmly.
"Now, it's getting late, why don't I give you and Mike a few minutes alone and then me and Mike will go home. I promise as soon as you wake up both me and Mike will be here." Joyce spoke softly, smiling as she saw both boy's cheeks light up.
"Okay, I'll s- see you tomorrow." Will gave his mother a weak smile. Joyce gave Will a soft kiss on the top of his forehead before leaving the room and letting the two have some quick time alone.
"How are you feeling. . ?" Mike asked him, his voice soft.
"Awful." Will whispered, his voice now aching from the amount of crying he had been doing.
"Why don't you go to sleep, me and Joyce will be right here when you wake up, yeah?" Mike smiled softly, looking down at his boyfriend.
". . .You p- promise?" Will looked up at Mike, an uncertain look on his face.
"I promise." Mike nodded, smiling as he saw Will give in and lay down.
"I love you so much, try and sleep well, okay?" Mike spoke softly.
"I'll try, I l- love you too." Will nodded, a lot calmer now he and Mike had talked.
Mike smiled and gave Will a soft kiss on the forehead before leaving the room, closing the door behind him. Will managed to drift off to sleep quite quickly, all of the crying from the day tiring him out.
hi guys.. ik its been like 2 months but im back!!!
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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...
