My notebook (Byler)

6.

    I always wondered, when I couldn't sleep, why were nights so fast and the days so slow. The hours past by as if they were seconds. I stared at the window, thinking of how fast everything changed since I came back from the upside down. How fast Mike traded me in for her, how Max and Lucas are a thing, how Dustin has Steve as a role model and how I'm so lost.
  I've missed out on more than I thought. It wasn't just about Mike anymore. It was about everything! I'm like a baby and everyone acts like they have to tip toe around me, being careful on what to say around me as if I'd break and cry! I love my family and friends but I hate how everything is now. It feels like I'm in the upside down again but this time there is nothing. No monster, no sound. Just me in a dark place where everyone walks past me, doing their own thing. At this point, why should I hold on, why not let whatever take me since I'm so unimportant..
   His features too over my thoughts. His  nose,freckles,hands, arms, warmth
    "Lips" I whispered
  Mike wheeler ..
            Mike....

   Mike.
  
            ****Mike's P.O.V****

   "Mike, are you coming?" Dustin asked as he picked his bike up along with Lucas. Max was as angry as the day before and I would be a liar if I said I wasn't angry too.
  "No. I'm going to check on Will. His mom hasn't answered the phone" I said.
   "Bring Will along" Lucas said.
  "Not if he's sick, duh" Dustin mocked. I rolled my eyes and pulled my bike beside me. 
   "See ya guys later!" I yelled from behind me.
Will hadn't gone to school and nobody had even answered the phone. I couldn't get the look he gave me before he left my house, out of my head. It was constantly playing over and over in my head. His sad eyes, his quiet voice. I should have said something. Something better- Call him when I knew he'd be home but I just let him go! Stupid. So stupid.
  I dropped my bike on the porch and knocked a few times but there was no response, no sound of movement. Jonathan and Ms. Byers car were gone. What if something happened to Will and they went to talk to hopper?! I knocked harder.
   "Will?! Will are you in there?!" My heart was beating out of my chest. I went around the house and to Will's bedroom window. There, he sat up and pushed something under his pillow.
  I calmed and ran back to the front door. As I stood there, controlling my breathing, I heard his quiet foot steps approaching the door then stop. He cracked the door open a little, showing his messy hair and glossy eyes.
   "M-mike? What are you doing here?" Wills face flushed as he opened the door fully. He wore matching train pj's and some blue socks. I smiled and walked in, closing the door behind me.