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M I K E W H E E L E R

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He has been ignoring me since she left. Eleven, his crush. Mike, my crush. It hurt that he liked her, and not me as selfish as that sounds.

He was, and most likely is still, in love with her. But, she doesn't even know what love is. She is clueless to everything, and maybe that's what he likes.

I pushed my bike on the grass and made my way to his front door. It's game board night, something we still surprisingly continue.

I knocked and waited for an answer.

"Ted! Can you get that!" I heard Mrs. Wheeler yell. I smiled.

A few seconds later, Mr. Wheeler swung the door open.

"Ahh...Ms. y/l/n. Here for game board night?" He asked.

I smiled and nodded, "Yes sir. Are they in the basement?"

He held the door open for me and I walked inside, "Yup."

"Are you going to stay for dinner?" He asked.

I nodded, "Sure." And spun around and made my way to the boys, saying hi to Mrs. Wheeler on the way.

They were all shouting and laughing, but it all stopped when they heard the stairs creak.

"Hey. You guys started without me?" I asked running down to them.

"You're late." Dustin said.

"I know. I had a shit ton of chores." I apologized, sitting beside Will.

Across from me sat an unbothered Mike, refusing to look up at me.

I sighed and smiled, "New game?"

"Sure. I was losing anyway." Lucas laughed.

We restarted the game and not once did mike may eye contact. It hurt.

Mike and I were the closets of the group, until Eleven came. But even then, we still talked.

"Dinner!" Nancy yelled from the top of the stairs.

Will, Dustin, and Lucas jumped up and ran upstairs.

Mike tried to run off but I grabbed his arm.

"What?!" He yelled at me.

"Are you fucking serious? So you are just going to ignore me like Eleven's death was my fault. What the hell, Mike!" I said.

"She isn't dead!" He growled.

"Wherever the fuck she is. It wasn't my fault!" I said.

"You don't understand. She meant something to me, she ..... she was special." He said looking down.

I let go of his arm and felt my breath hitch in my throat. He didn't run away, instead he just starred at me.

"And I don't?" I ask. My vision was blurry due to tears ready to fall.

"Not as much as her!" He yelled.

"Cause I'm not her?!" I asked.
Silence was all that was heard.

Tears fell now, falling on my jacket and staining my cheeks.

"I was your friend way before you even met her. Do me a favor though, yeah? Don't push the boys away. They don't deserve it." I said wiping my tears away and pushing past Mike.