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troy harrington. your stereotypical middle school bully and local homophobe. you took away three of my friends and made my life at school a living hell. everyday you'd tell me that you wished i was dead. well congratulations troy, you finally got your wish.
you and your little posse always went out of your way to make sure i'd go home at the end of the day hating myself. i wouldn't eat, i'd cry myself to sleep every night, and sometimes i'd even- never mind. well, you'll be happy to know now that i'm having a great time in fairyland with all the other little fairies. all happy and gay.
"well well well, if it isn't the freak show." troy snarled, with james, lucas, richie and dustin not far behind him, walking towards the four boys that stood under a large willow tree."l-leave us a-alone, t-troy." billy stood in front of his friends, protecting them in case troy tried anything. "did you s-say something, b-billy?" he mocked, pushing the lanky boy on the shoulder causing him to stumble back. "and look! the fag's here too! why are you still around, byers? you're gonna infect us all with your plague." troy snickered with disgust, eyeing up the small boy who was hiding behind mike and stan. "god troy, don't you have anything better to do than harass us?" mike rolled his eyes. "you better watch your mouth, wheeler." troy spat, edging closer to mike. "or what? you gonna call me a fag too? big deal. so i suggest that you take your friends, and go find someone else to use your shitty insults on." nobody said a word. the tension grew thicker with each passing second.
"assholes." troy muttered as he walked away, james sending a death glare to the boys. "for all we know, will's already turned the other three into fags. especially you, you fucking jew!" lucas called while the others laughed. stan felt his heart sink. lucas used to be one of his best friends before he...changed. "i'm not-" "we know, stan." mike said, putting a hand on his shoulder in comfort. "y-yeah, he's just a d-dick." billy gave a soft smile. however, all three of them failed to realise that will was no longer standing with them. he had run off to the bathrooms before mike started talking. he was tired of hearing all the horrible things that people called him and now his friends as well. will hated that his friends were now suffering all because of him; they didn't deserve it. they were normal.
will stayed in the bathrooms the whole day crying to himself and picking at the scabs on his wrist. he didn't care if he missed his favourite class, he didn't care if his friends were looking for him; it's not like they would look for him anyway. it soon turned to 3:30 and the last bell rang. will waited until there was no one left in the bathroom before he came out. he slowly unlocked the cubical, making sure that nobody would hear him. if only he had waited 40 more seconds he wouldn't have been face to face with troy and lucas. "oh! hey fairy! we missed you in math today." troy faked a sad face with sarcasm evident in his voice. all the colour drained from will's face as he stood there, frozen; his eyes wide and glued on troy, not knowing what was to come but expecting the worst as usual.
was it your one goal in life to make me miserable? or were you just 'teaching me the right way', as you called it. by the way, i want to thank you for your lessons. as you can see the result is quite permanent. but i'm guessing that was always your intention.
"well, byers. seeing as your familys too poor to send you to a conversion camp, i'll give you a taste of my own conversion therapy. now, lessons take place everyday after school. don't show up and i'll give that lesson to your precious little mikey. i've seen the way you two faggots look at each other." troy sneered, eyeing up will. "w-what no, you can't do that troy." the small boy pleaded. "oh yeah?" troy scoffed, taking a step closer to will so that their faces were only inches apart. "watch me."
in that moment, will wanted nothing more than to go to a real conversion camp. he wished his family had enough money to send him (even though they never would), he was even willing to help pay. all he wanted to be was normal. normal and happy. "come on, lucas. too much time around him could start to turn us into fags as well. you disgust me, byers." the two teens gave will one last glare before exiting the bathrooms, leaving the small frightened boy alone once again.
and that day, troy, you made me realise that i'll never get to be normal and happy, no matter how hard i try. all i'll ever be is alone. alone and broken. because who could ever love someone like me?
a/n: sorry for taking so long to update :( good news however - there will be three (and maybe more) bonus chapters after the last tape is done :))
