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{ (y/n) = your name. }

I felt tears.

They poured down my face one by one when I got inside castle byers.

Friends are what you'd do anything for.

You show them your cool stuff like comic books and trading cards.

And they never break a promise.

Friends, friends tell each other things their parents don't know about.

Will was a friend.

I've shared a secret with him.

I've shown him my comic books and trading cards.

Id run away from my house just to see if he's okay.

But I can't do that anymore because he missing.

"Why?" I asked the winters air. "Why will? Why did it have to be him?" I asked again and tears fell even more.

I hugged my knees into my chest, feeling the salty tears soak into my jeans.

It's was uncontrollable. It felt like the titanic crashing into the iceberg in my heart. I wanted to get out of that basement as soon as eleven asked what a friend was.

"(Y/n)?" I heard someone asked. I looked up and saw johnathan outside. I started to wipe my face and hiding my face with my knees.
"Are you okay?" He asked, I shook my head. "Hey, me too, people like us are mainly the most depressed one in Hawkins whilst the chief doesn't do jack shit," he tells me and walks in a bit. "No need to hide you face," he said and I put my legs down, crossing them.

"I really miss him johnathan," I said, feeling the tears again as they stayed in my eyes whilst he looked at me. He went and hugged me tightly.

"I do too (y/n), me, you and my mom," he told my and rubbed my back, releasing and smiled at me.

"Thank you johnathan," I thank and he nodded.

"Well what worked you up so much?" He asked, I looked at him confused. "I mean why would you be here balling your eyes out? Someone must've started you off," he told me. And I took a shaky breath.

"Mike," I said.

"What about him?" He asked, I opened my mouth to speak but realised I can't speak of el.

"He was talking about will, like his drawings," I lied and he nodded.

"Well that'll soon stop because we're gonna find will you hear me, we will find him," he said and rubbed my knee for reassurance. I hugged him again and afterwards he left, leaving me to sit in silence

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