Back and Forth | A Mike Wheeler Fanfiction

Say Something

Y/N POV

I woke up the next morning to rain splattering against my windows. As I stare at the ceiling, I think about what happened last night. When I was about to leave, Mike walked up to me. He started to talk to me, and then... I shake my head, trying to make the thought go away. I don't want to think about that right now. 

I stand up and walk downstairs, listening as my mom makes breakfast for my father and I. I can smell the bacon from the living room, and my stomach grumbles as I imagine the crisp and salty meat.

Mike POV

I sit up in bed, thinking about last night. It's 9:30 in the morning, but I've been awake since 8. I try to replay last night's scenario in my head, but it always ends with Y/n running home, Eleven in tears, and everyone else staring at me silently. 

What have I done? I've messed up the whole dynamic of the party. Now everything is going to be awkward. I run my fingers through my hair and focus on footsteps coming up the steps. Suddenly, there's a knock on my door. It's mom. 

"Come in." I tell her. She lets herself in and tells me it's time for breakfast. I pull on some socks and head downstairs, dreading the thought of seeing Eleven. 

Eleven POV

I hear footsteps above me as I get up and start to get dressed, tears streaming down my cheeks. I had cried myself to sleep last night, and when I had woken up this morning, the tears had started to flow again. 

I was heartbroken.

I was also nervous, and a little scared. I know that Mike hadn't meant to hurt me, but why had he done it? Why did he have to betray me? He said that he wanted to be with me. He waited for me while I was gone, and now, he throws me away, like garbage. 

I slowly make my way up the stairs, knowing that this morning's breakfast will be one of the worst one's yet. 

Lucas POV

I sit down at the kitchen table, pouring syrup over my pancakes. Why did Mike have to be so... ignorant? For Pete's sake, he's going to break up the party! He should have told someone how he was feeling before he took action. 

I watch as Erica sleepily walks into the room, rubbing her eyes. I can only imagine how Dustin is feeling right about now...

Dustin POV

I hear a silent knock on my door. 

"Dusty, do you want something to eat? How about some breakfast?" It's my mom. She walks in and sits by my feet at the edge of my bed. 

"No." I try to muffle my voice, because it comes out in a croak. I don't want her to worry. 

"Oh, Dusty. I know you like Y/n, and I'm sorry this happened to you. But, you need to remember, it isn't her fault. She didn't do anything wrong. Y/n was just as clueless as you were." My mom pats my leg and starts to stand up, still looking at me. My room is almost pitch black. The shades are closed, and the only light is from Dart's old terrarium. I keep the light on as a night light sometimes. 

As she walks out of the room, I realize that's she's right. It's not Y/n's fault. It's Mike's. 

Will POV

As I groggily get dressed, I fumble around for the light switch. I know that I should be awake already, but I stayed up late last night with the party. 

I think about how much fun last night was, and then it hits me like a bomb.

 Mike. Fucked. Up. 

That was all there was to it. Plain and simple. Mike made a huge mistake, and I know that it will probably cost him. He could lose Eleven! I don't know what he was thinking, but he obviously wasn't thinking straight. Something must have been wrong. I just wish he could've told me. 

Max POV

I wipe the sleep from my eyes and think about Mike. Mike had never really liked me, but I didn't think he could do something like that to El! I mean, sure, she was gone for a really long time, but still. That's no reason to hurt her. 

I yawn and stretch my arms. I can smell the faint scent of cigarette smoke, and I can tell that Billy must already be awake. I don't know what's going to happen on Monday, but it isn't going to be pretty. 

A/N

OOOOOOOO What did Mike do??? Don't worry, you'll find out in the next chapter.