Bad boy Byers // BYLER

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Hi I'm back. Not like you care. Enjoy.
WARNING. KNIFE. BLOOD AND JUST PURE CRUELNESS. I'M SORRY.
Also disclaimer, for those who think this story is stupid or this chapter in particular, you're forgetting that this stuff happens in real life too. This is not just a book, this is also made to show the signs of a toxic relationship.

Thank you

Mike

My negative thoughts took me on a roller-coaster, the same words that Lucas said to Will still haunts me ' Break up with him or Wheeler is six foot under. Dead' how could anyone be so inhumane?
It has been a good three weeks since Will and I decided to have a secret relationship, once again. Everything has been going great, we go to the abandoned house and have little dates there and we are sure to not be caught.

It was the same night everything went down. It started off at the run down house, Will resting his head on my lap as he looks up to the bright sky. It was full of giggled, a cheerful vibe, thinking we was invincible. We thought we was invincible.
"Mike! Look at the cloud!" Will squealed out of excitement, pointing his finger up to the clouded sky. "It's a cat. One day we will have a cat of our own" he giggled, darting his eyes around the blue sky once more.

"Don't you love being up here? It's just so peaceful. Calm." I asked, wondering if I was the only one. I felt a slight shake of Wills head against my leg and a little sigh. I peered at my watch and groaned at the time. "I've got to go now. Are you coming?" Will slowly got of me, pulling me along with him.

"Yeah, 'have' to do homework" he air quoted have. I laughed at the younger boy and climbed down the ladder. Breathing in the last bit of freedom we had left at the house. Will jumped down from the ladder and quickly stopped me from walking any further, pushing me into the bricked wall.

"Give me a kiss first" he demanded with a smirk. I pulled him into a warm, loving kiss. His hands on my waist and my arms wrapped around his neck, this is what freedom felt like. This is what if felt to escape reality. Unfortunately, the kissing stopped and started to make our way home, going the usual route. But just this once, Will took us down the wrong path...

There at the end of the ally way was the clan. Max in her black hoodie, Lucas twirling something around in his hand and Dustin who was most likely the one in the mask. I tugged on Wills hand quickly, trying to drag us away but unsuccessfully. Now in front of us was Dustin and Max, Lucas stood behind us.
"We love hunting our preys don't we?" Max growled lowly. I pulled Will away and started to back to the wall, my hands started to sweat, my forehead was beading up and I my breathing was becoming heavy.

"We should play with them for a bit. Well, maybe only Wheeler" Lucas laughed darkly. Dustin snatched Will out of my grasp and held him in such a crushing way. I watched intensely as Will was being dragged further away, thrashing around in the grip of Dustin.
I couldn't get no words out, I was stuck. Froze. Everything looked slow motion, I glanced at Max who was now spreading my arms out against the wall, Dustin still struggling with Will and then there was Lucas. He was the scariest one out of them all, in his hand was a shining new object. My eyes widened once I knew what it was.

"One slash for being a bad boy" Lucas tore my sleeve of my right arm, laughing.
"Another slash for being a disgusting parasite" this time, slashing my sleeve much faster and with more force. His face now sporting an sinister look.
"And one for good luck" just as the knife was about to go inside of my stomach, Will had thrown it out of Lucas' hand. He managed to escape Dustin who was now doubled over in pain, Max squealing and running to the knife and Lucas groaning in pain.

"Don't you ever touch him again mother fucker!" he screamed between kicks at Lucas. I smiled weakly, watching as Will, my hero once again saved me from cruel, psychotic people.

"Don't worry. We aren't going to touch him, you are" Max giggled twirling the knife in her hand, handing it over to Will who stared at it. She kept pressing it towards him and eventually gave it to him in his hand. Will was terrified, he didn't know what to do, what to think.

"W-what am I do-doing with th-this ?" he stuttered, handling the knife carefully. He had never been in possession of a knife and was scared of the blade. He looked back over to Max who smiled at him, before nodding towards me. "No! I'm not doing nothing to him!" he yelled at her, she shrugged and continued to walk and grab the knife from Will, he wasn't having it though. Will snatched the knife back and stared at me, shock in his eyes, sympathy and most of all. Evil.

"Go on Byers, if you want to set him free. Just let the blade slice through him like bread" she chuckled to herself. Lucas and Dustin magically became better after being beaten and was now holding me down, nodding towards me as to beckon Will. "Times running out Byers"

"I'm not doing nothing to him. Take me instead." he dropped the knife.

"Say goodbye to Michael because this Wheeler is going down town" Max laughed loudly, picking the knife up. Being snatched by Will and this time, with no hesitation, he plunged into me. Lucas and Dustin dropped my arms as a I crashed to the floor, holding onto my wound. Not only that, I was kicked by him, punched, spat on and even worse, left.

That boy I loved with everything, the boy I forgave, that boy I left everyone and everything for, just betrayed me once more.
I told myself to never love again. But look where it got me. Lying on the cold, concrete floor, blood spilling around me. Nothing but the laughs of the clan and Will ringing through the neighbourhood as if on high.

I was hoping I didn't survive this.