Madness •It's Not Over Yet• ~Byler~

9

Before you start reading um...this is suddenly my favorite song. I was listening to this on repeat as I was writing the chapter in my notebook. Anyways enjoy this chapter :)

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Lover,
hunter,
friend
and enemy
You will always be every one of these.
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"You May come in now" a nurse spoke. Soon startled as Joyce 'stomped' her way to her. "Is he okay? What was all that. I was told everything was fine" Joyce spoke with anger and worry.

"We're not so sure but what we do believe is that something must of triggered a nerve. Possibly a dream, sometimes dreams can do that. But he's fine now" the nurse smiled and walked away to take care of other patients
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Minutes later at the hospital Mike, Joyce and Jonathan are back in the room. Back to what they were doing...waiting.

(Author: ok please read. so the figure dude man thing that Will sees I know I gave him a name which was my name but now I just find it weird so I'm changing it to Klaus 🤭)

Sitting up with a gasp was 'Will'. He woke up. Panting he ripped the wires that were connected to him getting ready to get up but was quickly stopped by his mom "Hey Hey Will calm down..." Will stared into her eyes for a moment before he spoke. ".....mom" this caused Mike to give a questioning look.
(Author: y'all remember this isn't Will.)
Will laid himself back on the hospital bed finally looking at his surroundings. Once he spotted mike sitting in a chair beside him he gave him a smile which mike responded with a smile back. Will glanced back at his mother. "So mom...when are we going home"

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"You trust too easily"

It was all a lie. Klaus lied. Will lost. Once again.

Will looked around in panic as he was surrounded by darkness. "You lied!!"

"YӨЦ ƬЯЦƧƬ ƬӨӨ ΣΛƧIᄂY"

"Stop!" Will covered his ears. Klaus's voice grew more demonic as Will panicked more.

"Y̵̗̒o̸̐͜u̴͈̾ ̴̡̓ẗ̸ͅr̶͔̊u̸̟̓s̷̛̝t̸̻́ ̸͚̈́t̵̩́o̴͖͂ö̶̩́ ̴̥̐é̶̡a̴͖͂s̷̨̆ḯ̴̧ĺ̵͈y̷͓͘ ̵̜̆"

"Y̬̳͇̗̥̼̹̋́͆̿͆̈͟ȏ͓͖̪͉̞͚̒̓͒̊͋͆͘͠u̴̡̦͕̫̓̇̾́̄͢ ṯ̨̡̳͉̯̼̐̀̃͗̏̇̑̓͞r̸̨̨͖̟̭̯̯̙͓͛̉̊̒͛̍͆̕͡u̶̢̥̜̰͈̤̇̒̅̈́̒s̵̫̖͍̤̰̮͊̑́̄͡t̴̖̟͎̪͍̬͉͇̒̈́̔̊͝ t̤͉͈̯̱̗̜̣́̾͋̋̚͟ͅơ̧̛͓͓̣͋͆͂̀͂͘͟͠o̡͇̪̬͒̄̐̀̔̃̇͟͟͝ ę̴̛͉̦̙̙͕̄̀̏̽̈̌̍͜͜͜͠a̶̦̗̳̰̞̬̥̱̹̎̀̔́̎͆͜s̴̟̙͎̙̘̪̀̿̀̉̃̊̚̚͘i̡̛͖̘̖̬͙̤͎͑̃̆͑̇̂̅͊͞ͅl̛̞̱̤̠̝̩̼̭̪͚̇̈̑͗͡ẏ͎̖͓̩͔͛̆̓̂ "

Y̸̢̢̨̧̛̛̛̦͖̤̺̹͕̻̳̩̥̮̟̦̳͇̤̦͖̖͚̻̟̠̹̝̜̭̞̥͓̠͙̣̮̮̞̻͉͍̘͕̆̃̓̎̆̅̋̐̃͊̀̔̃̑̀͗̀́̑̑̀̽̀̀̿̑͛̀́́͗̏̂̈́͗͂́̐͆̊͗͋̋̍̆͒̌̌̌̀̌́͋͒͑́́́̋͌̅̿͐͑̈́̍͑̇̔̌̏͛̐͗̐͌̉̈́̾̕̚͜͝͝͝ǫ̵̡̨̡̨̢̛̰̙̥̙͎͔͈͍͎̩̠̺͓͕̼̗̫̼͓̜͔̰̲̦͎̭̰̞̹̯̭͚̟͈̻̳̞͎̱̳̘̜̻̞̰͔̺̞̫̣͔̞̜̣̬̮̣̟͓̩͖̫̩̞̤͖̜͍̭̺̟̬̜̻̼̪̂̐̀̋̆́̇̀͗̓͊͐̓͆̈́͆̃̊̓͂̽͛͊̈́̄̇͋͒͒́͌́̓̉̓͋͊̃̄̎̈́̑̍̃͆͆̈́̓̄͋̈́̓̈̈́͛͑̊̂͐̔͌̅̈́̕̚̚̕̚͘̚̕͜͠͝͠͝ͅͅư̵̢̨̡̡̡̛͙͓͔͔̭̺̩̲̞͔̥͙̲̹̮̲̖̫̞̞͚͚̹͇̜͈̻͖̖͈̩̺̙̲̺̰̯͈͕̲̟̘̜͕̜̦͉͔̲͚̳̪̝̖͕̞͔̠̼͕̭̪̖͇͔̳̩̯̬̗̇̍̓͐͋̒̓̋̋̿́̉̒̆́̈́̇̊́̃̈́̏͊̏̉̏͋̂̃̐͂̉́͆̔̀͂̄̎̈̃͂͛̅̎̈́͊͒͌̉̾̈́̌̈́͌̈́͋͂̾̆̈́̓̈̃̅̃͑̏̑̔̔͗̋̾̎̅̾̅̀̾̊̋̐͘͘̕̚̚͝͠͠͠͝ͅͅͅ ̴̢̨̢̨̡̡̢̛̤̮͙̠̖̝͙͈̬͎̝̲̺̟̘̜̱̪̼͙̮̝͎̯̳̤̖͍̯̥̤̻̞̬͍̳̝̬̯̹̹̻͓͖̼̺̮̣̣͇̺̪͎̘͈̦̺̬̠̫̗̪̺̦̻̦̞̟̻̳̖̠͙̰̗̗̼̰̪̟̪̫̤̰̒̃̅͋͑̎͂̈̑͂̀̒̇̓͂̓̏̑̈́́͊͆̾́͛͒̽͌͑̉͒̈̌̆̀͗́̋̉̑̉͊̃͋͂̄̈́̃̐́͛͗̀͂͛͆̽̇̋͂͆̈́̌̀̈́͆͛̃̇̔̇̂̏̽̐̌́͌͒͒̎̋̀͑͋͐̏̑͌͐̈̂̉̃̋̅̾̈͘̕̚͘̚̚͜͜͜͜͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͝t̷̛̛̝̹̜̗̻̦͇̘̯͍͍̖͔̥̰̝̩̐̇̄̿̋̏͊̎̌̆̌͐̇͂̉̓́̅̾̏̓͋̀͆̂̽̈́͂̔̅͋͌́̅̈́͒̐̀́͒͒́̋̇͑̄̀̓̑̾͒̀͑̓̑̈͛̉̄̾̀̔̾͋̈̀͋̅̑̂̾́́̋̊̈́́̉͑̈́͆͆͋̓̇̇̑͂͗̽̂̂͛̄̕̚̕̚͘͘̚͘͘͝͠͝͝͠͠r̶̟̤̱̺̺̲̐͆̏͊̓͂̚̕͜u̵̲̘̖̦͖͚͍̖͍͛̃̇͐̓̎͊̆͆̔̂͂̃̓͒̔̂͛͋̿̂͆̚͠ś̴̨̢̡̡̡̛̛̛̟͉͙̬͉̙̠̺̪̦̞̤̠̙͖͙͎̔͌̀̐̐̈́́̿̆͆̅͌̾̄̀̓̏̅̈̀̍̇̓́̑͊̀̒͒̀̈́͋̿͆̈́͛́̈́̎̓͠͝͠͠͝͠ͅͅt̴̢̨̢̡̧̡̨̡̛̛̛̛̳͔̤̖͓̥̖̤͎̝͔̰̭̳̬̺͇̜̜̭̰̳̭̲͕̟̳̦̭̬̩̦͉̰͚͙̮̦̜̬̣̦̤̞̳͚̹̱͉̖͉̺͍̝̟̜̬̲̱͇̻͓̤̟̣̳̣̻̮̰̤̻̻̝͍̱̲̘̤͙̭̮̼̯̖͓͍̣̘̣̻̯̪͓̔̋͒̒́̃̈̑̿̈̈́́̄̾͐̔̓͂̽͂́̑̇͒̾̒̈́̀̄̈́̆͂̅̈̒̊͒̒͆̍͋̉͂̿̔̓̄̽́͆͑̂̃̅̃̀̍̑͂̈͆̾́̏̿̆̈́̎͒̅̈͐̓͐͑̄̓͂̄̓͋̋͐͗̑͒̾̇͐̄͛̓͒̓̂́͊̅͊͊͘͘̕̕̕͘͘̚̕͘̚͜͜͜͠͠͠͝͠͝ͅͅ ̸̧̡̨̧̢̨̨̧̡̡̛̛̛̻̜̖̟̺̟͙̪̫̘̭̗̠̻̝͎̖̼̱̰͇͔͕̻̬͍̦̣̜̬̪̦̪̬͈͉̲̥̺̠̘͈͖̲͎̜̦͈̮̮̺̖̹̼͇͎̣͍͉̺͍̠͓̭͍̻͈̙̩̥͍̩͈̱̞͉͙̥̣̟̹̬̲͔̟͙̙̙͉̠͉̪̫̯̟̗̪̤͇̳͉̖̙̹̺̙̥͂̀̅̓́͗̈̄̾̍̓̓͊̄̿̿̄̎̑̅͛̾̌͒̋̎͛̒̒̓̀͐͐̀͑̆̾́̂͆̊̓̒̎̐̎̽̊̋́͌̌̎͆͗̑̊̊̽̔̊͒͒̐̈̐̚͘̚̕̕̕̚͜͜͠͝͝͠͝ť̵̡̨̢̢̧̡̧̛̛͉̹̪̯̟͎͔̥̜̗̼̥͇̬̰̯͖͕̙̦͉͍̥̬̩̲͉͓̜̲̥͓͉͈̟̟̯̱͎͇͕̜̼̳͙̘̪̦̘͔̟̠͔̬̗̠͖̭͓͓̫̞̟͉͎̦̖̯̹̳̻̞̬̭̭͚̣͕͔̝̤̱̦͈͔̹̺̻̥̺̳̩̺͔͚͎͙̟͍͎̦͔̭͉̹̮͕͓̄̔̒͆͂͒͐͐̄̃̅͑̋̇̊̃̉͊̐́̑̈͆̔͛̓̾͋̑̇̃̅́̈̀͛̕͘̕̚͘̕͜͜͜͜͝͝ͅͅờ̶̧̡̢̛̤̳͈̞͇̱͖͈͚̞͈̞̺̯̘̮͕̙̙̗̰͙͎͉͔͙͔̽̈́͒̔̂̌̊́́͊̒͗͛̌̍̒͋̍̌́͑̀̔̉͒̓̀̈́̎̎̎͂̃́̂̓̌̂͋̍̌͋͊͗̂̓̐͗͋̊̿̾̀̓͛̆̓̿̆̽̀̚͘͘̚͘͝͝͝͝͝͝͝ͅơ̷̧̨̡̡̢̨̧̡̨̧̨̛̥̭͔̱̺͍̜͓̣͚̺̖̟̹̯͖̥͕̰͕͉͇̣͍̯͕̜̖͉̝̪̪̦̫͕̼͈̠͇̘̹̭̭̙̺̺̘̻̗̤̩͈͕͎̰̱̰̱̭͍͚͎̟̲͎͕̟̺͍̹̬͇͉̹͕͓̝̤̹̪̯̳̣͎͉̻̞̗̫͙͔͍̳̽́̍̐͑̀͌͌́̈͛̌̽̉͒͗͋͐͂̽̾́̃̔̇̐̊͊̇̂͒̍͋̕͜͜͠͝ͅͅͅͅ ̸̨̡̢̡̢̛̛̛̛̛̛͎͇̫̬̘͇͚͕͇̯̠͓̺̫̭̖̟͙̰͈͕̝̯̦͇͖͇̘̭͍̲̙̼̭͔͉̜̤̤̭̥̟̗̮͈͉̘̣͉͔͉̹̘̳͚̮̹̳̭̟͎̲͖̖͖͖͕͉̬̘͙̲͙͇̟̲̗͔̲̣͚̖̦̦͔͎̯̲̖̯̥̝͎̫̟͓͑̐̇̓͛̑̏̒́̃͌͌͐̍̆̂̋̀́̀̃̈́̾̆̍̿͋͊̇́͑̄̾̋̔̃̒̐̌̍̉̌̄͑͐̏͑͂̆̊̒̍́̓̃̈́̎̉̒̃̐͌͗͒̎̄͛́̋̑̋̅̉̈́̏̇̈́́̓̓͛̎̆̑̑̿̈̃͛̽̊͗̌̄̌̆̍̅̓̈̚͘̚̕͘͘͘͜͝͝͝͝͠͝͠͝͝͝ȩ̴̢̨̢̢̡̡̨̡̧̢̛̛̛͚͍̯͔̠̤̘̰͚͍̭̦̹̳̦̳͕͎̺͉͇̭͎͍̰̙̯͇̫̻̱͖̻̤̖͎̦͇͉̫̲̙͍̳̪͚̝͙͖̺͍̘̹̩͕͎̜̮̘̖̖̤̘̈́̀̌̈́͐̒̂̄͂͐͌̇́̈́̇̓̍̿̿̀̂̈́̾̿́̉̋̌̐͂̊̒̃͐̎̃̔̎́̀͂͒͂̅́̓̑̒̌̈́́̆̌͐̎͐̇̓̀̿̈̾̆͗̅̂̇̄́̇̾̾͐̆̈́͗̈̀̄͋͐̀̿͛́̕͘̕͘̚̕͜͜͜͝͝͠͝͠͝ͅͅͅͅa̷̡̡̢̡̛̛̹͔͍̜̹̥̦̺̭̺͇̗̣͙͖̥͚̫̰̞̮̖͍͕͌̇̓̊͂̏́̎́̿̈̈́͂̋͆̇͛̈́͊́̆͌͒̀̑͂̌͂̏͋͒͌͋͂̈́͌̈̈́̏̀͂̅̀̏͑̐͂͛̆̌͋͛̈̎͑͑͂̎̅̈̀͌̀́̈́̋͂͋̽̈̀̅̈́̐̾̀̒̍̏͒̕̚̕̕͘͘͝͝͝͝͝͝͝s̶̨̨̡̨̢̖̤̮̲̥͖̝̭̦͕̱͉͔̞̤̤͍͍̭̰͙͖̰̞͖͈̙͍̦̳̭̻̩̝͚̪͇̟̟̩̈́̈́̾̓̆͆̈͗͂̊́̎̾̄̍̀͆̓͛̎̇̌͋̈͛͒͌̏̓͂̔͌̄̂͋̽̅͋́̎̓̒̆̔̓̽͛̔̎̆͑͌͆̎̊̍̈́̒̀̉̚̚̕͘̕̚͘̕͠͝͝i̷̡̢̨̡̡̡̛̛̛̛̛̺͇͍̳̥͍̟̠̮̻͇̲̙̯͔̟͙̭͎̱̥̻̱̗̹̭͔̠̳̩̖̯̤̹̤̜̠̰̰͎̥̺̔̈́͐̀̈̅̀̐̅̉̿͊̋͗͋̽̿̎̾̇̓̈́͂͊̀̃͒̂̐̒̅̂̓̉̈́̀̓̏̿̿͐̈́̉̈́̀̀͊̓̀̊̓̑̌̄̈́͋̀̆̀́̈́̍̔͛̏͆͛͒̏̈́̓͆̒̀͗̄̉̿̆̂̈́͊̑̑͊͗̃̽̑̾̚̚̚̕̕͝͝͝ͅͅͅl̴̢̡̧̡̨̢̻̭̰̫̹̞̹̣̹̮̠̥̳͍̦͔̬̝͕͖̯̘̼̟̙̥͈̹̦̝̭̳͙̮͎̫̪̭͉̝͈͍͍͔̦̳͙̥̤̝̖͓͖͉̹̓̉͂̈́̄̎͊̐̔̔̈́̑̊̓́͋̊͒̎͐̀͌͛̑̇̂͗̾̇̋̿̚̚͜͠͝ͅy̶̡̨̧̧̡̢̧̛̛̯̗̝̙͙̱̩̮̬̘͕̯̻̞̥̪̯̗̹͖͖̯͇͔͎̠͚̭̜̩͍̖͉̞̫̭̻͎̙͍̤̘̰̞̣̫̙̣̠̥̳̖̭̖͎̫͉̪̙̳̗͓͈͖̰̱̞̘̹̯̦̖̞͔̱̝̠͎̫͍̣̙̻̺̮͚͚̣͐͑̋̋͊̔̅̃̿͒͋̊̎͊͆͋̅͑̂̽͛̉̀̏̃̋̓̇̿̅̂̿̃̃͗̈́́̄̓͒̓̌͌͋̾́͒͊͂̀͗̔͆̂̓̿̉̾̀͂̃͌̓̐̎͛́̊̒̀͘̕̚͘͘͘͜͝͝͝͠͠͝͠͠͝ͅͅ ̸̡̡̧̧̡̢̨̧̧̢̧̧̢̢̛̛̛̣͔͇̜̬̭̙̻͉̼͇͙̣̯̠͓͓̮͇̟̭̮̥̘͈͍͔͉̥̟̻̺̠̲̹̝̠̭̳̰̞̙͎̣̬̫̜̯̖̱̟̜̱̠͚̤͕͍͙͉̟̤͓͙̥̪̹̙̙̙͎͙̘̞͈͓̫̟͍͙̜̺͈͖̦̣̺̰̜͖̪͖͇̖̪͇̬͕̪̜̞̼̣̉̽̆̏̎̈́̿̓͑͐̐̄̑̀͌̌̉̄̐̓́̈́̒̓͂͛͒̀̈͌̆̌̆́̓̔͋̃̈͋̅̋͂̓̃͑̇̆͒́̆̿͂̈́̈̐̿̿̔̽̊̈́͒̊̂̔̌͛͆́̃̈́̃͛̋̌͛̉̀̾̈͋̂̊̓̏̒͂̓̒́͊̆̀̒̈́͑̓͊̐͛̈͂̚̕̚̚͘̕͘͝͝͠͠͝͝͠͠͠ͅͅͅͅͅͅ ̴̨̨̨̨̢̨̛̪͈̲͉̪̮̲͙̗̞̱̯̦̩̤̤̖͓̞̬͉̬͎̻͚̘͖̝̹̖̭̰̫̗̙͈̹̞̲̜̤̭̲̝̖̗̫͖̠̻̙̜̑͗̄͑̈́̉̈́̽̔͆̆̔̍̑̽͆̃̀̿͛͒͐́̋͑̍̐̂́̽͌̀̉͋͛̋͒͐̃̓̀̉̇͊̈́͂̿́̃̏̒̔͂̚̕͘͘͜͝ͅͅ. 

Will kept his ears covered hoping to make it stop. he screamed and screamed and screamed. Tears streaming down his face yelling out until his lungs couldn't take it anymore. He fell to his knees. sobbing. He shut his eyes tight hoping to calm himself down but that didn't last long as he was yanked by his leg. Will screamed out in fear as he was getting dragged. He reached his arms out trying to grab on to something, anything. He knew there wouldn't be anything to grab onto but he still tried. Desperate. Scared.
He grew into more panic as he was picked up only to be thrown back down, eyes shutting tight as pained gasps came out of his mouth.

"Will"
He quickly opened his eyes hearing that voice...Mike's voice. He was back in mikes house. Laying on his bed he noticed mike on top of him, grinning evilly
"B̴e̸i̴n̸g̴ ̵c̷h̴o̶k̴e̵d̸ ̷b̷y̷ ̷y̸o̸u̵r̴ ̵f̵r̴i̸e̶n̶d̸ ̶w̴o̷n̶'̷t̸ ̶b̶e̴ ̷s̴o̴ ̸f̸u̴n̷" Will let out a gasp as Mike's hands wrapped itself around his neck. His palms pressing against wills skinny little throat. will Struggling against his grip feeling his esophagus closing. He put his hands on mikes arms Digging his fingernails into his wrists, trying so desperately to dislodge him. Small ragged gasps were escaping his throat as his face begins to turn into a sickening color. Mikes eyes burned with emptiness and anger as Wills lungs burned with pain. this all felt like it would never end until finally...
Wills Hands that were once so desperate falls to his side.
His heart that was once quickly beating is now slowing in tempo.
His eyes that were once wide with fear were now slowly closing as the edge of his vision went dark.
Soon completely black.

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Will was released from the hospital and was now back home sleeping in his room a smile on his face.
"I wonder what he's dreaming about" Joyce spoke calmly to Mike as she watched Will.
(Author:oh well you know...choking your actual child)
"Probably winning the best game of d&d" Mike answered smiling.
"Oh you boys and that silly game." Joyce laughed out "so how are things with eleven. Everything okay between you two"
The mention of el triggered a memory in mikes brain and his eyes widened "shit!" He sat up. "Mrs.Byers can I use your phone please" Mike didn't let her answer and ran out wills room and straight to the phone. He promised el he'll call at 6:13 and it was now 8:00. Quickly dialing her number he put the phone to his ear.

It rings only once before it was picked up. "You promised 6:13 its-" "8:00 I know and I'm sorry something happened with Will he fainted we had to take him to the hospital"
El was now concerned hearing as mike spoke "is he okay now?"
"Well yes he's sleeping now though. I think it happened because of what Troy did to him I don't know he was also saying weird things before he fainted. Tsk....I swear when I see Troy I-"
"Mike..." el giggled "I have to hang up"
Mike groaned knowing exactly why she had to hang up. Hopper. "Why does he always ruin things. Ok bye" "bye Mike I lo-" Mike hung up not realizing that el was still talking and headed straight back into Wills room.
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El frowned realizing Mike hung up before she could finish the sentence.

"Hey I don't want him calling you so late ok" hopper spoke from the couch.
This caused her to get annoyed. "It's only 8."
"Yeah and that's late"
"It's not late"
"It is"
"No"
"Yes"
"No" el walked into her room smiling, closing the door
"Yes"

There was a few seconds of silence before el opened the door up and popped her head out. "It's not late" she laughed then closed the door again.
"Oh you shut it" Hopper laughed as he threw a couch pillow at the door.

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Look finally no cliffhanger at the end 🤠 y'all proud of me.

➊ comment your Thoughts on this chapter here.

➋ What did you think about Klaus taking the form of mike and choking will. That probably messed with wills mind so much. Leave thoughts here.

Also to make things easier and understandable I made a divider line. If you don't know what I'm talking about it's this ▂▃▅▇█MADNESS█▇▅▃▂  I'll be using this when I switch to wills mind void thing idk what to call it yet and when I switch out of it.

Bye y'all 🤠 until next update