Trigger Warnings: Profanity and Homophobia
Will's POV:
After I get home from embarrassing myself in front of my crush, I slam the door to my room shut. And scream into my pillow. I let the tears stain my pillow case. After a few seconds I throw the pillow hard on the ground. I walk over to the drawing. I hold it in my hands, wet from tears. I rip the paper up which just makes my sons louder. I throw the paper up and watch it fall like confetti. I bury my head in my hands and crumpled up in a ball on my floor. My sobs get louder and the rhythm speeds up.
After my 15 minute pity-party, I decide to clean up all of the ripped paper. I pick most of the prices up but there is just one left. It's a perfect tare if is eye. His beautiful eye. I stare down at the paper for a few minutes. My tears are gone and I keep the paper in my pocket. I collapse onto my bed and sigh. I close my eyes and let my mind drift away.
I wake up earlier than normal the next morning. I have enough time to shower, do my hair, put together a nice looking outfit, and eat a nutritious breakfast. I can't stop thinking about Mike. But I feel happier this time.
I ride my bike and get to school earlier than usual. Early enough to see Mike and El snuggling in the back of Hopper's car. My smile fades as the door opens. Mike stares at me for a second, well more like a few seconds and his cheeks flush with a peach color. El looks over at me and smiles.
"Good morning!" She says to me, still holding Mike's hand.
"Morning El." I say without smiling. I know she's sweet but it hurts to see her with him. Even when she's really nice to me.
"Will." Mike looks at me.
I get scared. Am I staring at him too long? "Yeah?"
"You look-"
"Hot!" Max cuts him off, popping her gum
"Thanks. I guess." I look down.
She winks. "No prob." Max is sometimes overly flirtatious without knowing it. It makes me uncomfortable.
The first bell rings and we go inside. El whispers something to Mike as they walk away. They both giggle. I look down at my shoes and sigh.
"So." I hear a Max's voice. "Am I a good kisser or not?"
"What the hell Max?" I ignore the fact that I just cussed. I don't normally do that. "Aren't you dating Lucas?"
Max puts her hand in my hair. "He doesn't need to know anything."
"Max!" I yell. "Stop it! Seriously! Okay? Lucas is my friend and I DON'T like you like that!"
Max's face turns red and she looks down. "Geez. Okay. Be that way."
Max storms off
I roll my eyes and look down at the ground. She's not good to Lucas. Lucas deserves way better.
"Hey, fairyboy!" I hear Troy's voice. "How are you? Happy and gay?"
He laughs with his friend I don't care to know the name of. I roll my eyes and walk past them. "Shut up." I mutter so quietly I don't know if they even heard me.
"What was that fairy? I couldn't hear you. I don't speak gay"
They laugh again. I continue walking. They think they're soooo funny. Don't they.
I on my way to my locker I see Max. I try to avoid eye contact but even walking past her is embarrassing. Why am I embarrassed. She's the one who wanted to cheat on Lucas with me.
I have to tell Lucas. Will he believe me? Will he hate me if he doesn't? Will Max end me?
I don't want to find out. But I have to.
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