𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦/ 𝐛𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫 ❁

-eight

november 12th
Remember ~ Liam Payne

"I was stretching my legs! I've been sitting all day mr.Campbell. I can't have any more detentions, please!" Will begged.

"William Byers you had one simple instruction. One simple rule. You broke it. Another detention tomorrow after school. You better behave. Now leave my office at once." Mr.Campbell explained, waving Will off like he was fanning the smaller boy with his one hand. Will bit his lip to stop himself from crying. He got up and rushed out of the office. He stopped in the hallway beside a bunch of lockers, he hugged his legs and started crying, hiding his face in his knees.

Someone was walking towards Will. Will couldn't hear over his own sobs. They sat next to Will and put an arm on his shoulder.

"Will, what's wrong?" they spoke softly.

"it's stupid.." Will mumbled.

"what? of course it's not stupid." Will looked up at them. He didn't recognize them. She was a redhead with short choppy hair. She had freckles and small lips. Her blue eyes were full of adventure, yet he could also see shes been through traumatic experiences. She reeked of cigarette smoke. Will looked away and sighed.

"I got another detention tomorrow and my mother is going to be so disappointed and I'm just really scared." will spoke quietly, afraid that the girl would judge him.

"well, it's okay to be scared. I understand that parents can be scary. but once it's over it'll be okay. You've gotten in trouble as a smaller child haven't you?" she asks.

"yeah.."

"well you aren't worried about it anymore right?"

"right."

"see? this will all be over soon and you'll forget about it in the future." she gave Will a small smile. Will smiled back.

"Hey Bev, you trying to date fairy boy now?" Mike Wheeler asks. Bev furrows her eyebrows at the raven haired boy.

"No way you asshat. I'm just trying to comfort him." she spat.

"well what's wrong with him? is he afraid of liking boys or something?" Mike asked with a small scoff.

"Michael. He doesn't like boys. and it's none of your business." Bev said. Mike sat down in front of Will and Bev. Will glared at him. Bev gave him a disgusted look.

"Look Will, If you like boys, you like boys. I'm pretty sure most of the popular guys are gay too. You're not alone." He says with a small smirk.

"Mike!" Bev raised her voice and smacked him in the arm. Mike snickered and got up.

"But seriously will, It's okay to be gay."

"Why do you care about me all the sudden?" Will blurts out. Mike shrugs. Will rolls his eyes. Mike walks away and Bev scoffs and stands up.

"don't worry about him. He's an asshole." Bev sighs and lays her hand out. Will grabbed it and Bev pulled him up.

"thanks so much." Will gave a genuine smile. Bev smiled back. Wills hear fluttered, not because he had a crush on Bev, but because for the first time in a long time, He knew that he had someone to talk too. He knew someone was there for him.

Will walked through the door with his mother, his guilt making everything seem 10x heavier. Will spotted his older brother Johnathan on the couch. He decided not to bother him. He went straight to his bedroom. He shut the door softly, even though he wanted to slam it so hard it would open both ways. He went over to his dresser where his vinyls and record player were. He put one of him vinyls on it and when the music started playing Will sighed softly and went over to his bed. He untied his converses and kicked them off. he then laid on his side and stared at the floor, getting lost in his thoughts.

Will woke up the next morning feeling awful. He remembered his breakdown last night and sighs. He sits up and looks at himself in the mirror. there are HUGE bags under his eyes. He can't go to school looking like this, or feeling like this. He lays down and snuggles up in the covers, waiting for his mother to come in so he can tell her.

"Will Honey- Will? you're still in bed-"

"mom I REALLY don't feel good I can't go to school today." Will explains. Joyce nods.

"Call Johnathan if you need something. He's helping out next door." Joyce says softly and shuts the door. Will stares at the ceiling and tears up. He didn't feel good at all. He wanted to go in a dark room all by himself and just be alone. No thoughts, no distractions, no stress, no confusion, no mike, no jocks, nothing. Will feels a tear roll down his face and he sits up and chokes out a sob. He cries into his palms, silently weeping and gasping. He hated his life. He hated himself. Why can't he be normal? why does he have to question himself? why does life have to be so hard?

Later in the day Will is sitting on the couch with a blanket and a cup of tea. He calmed down and feels better now. He was watching a really interesting romance show. He wishes that romance could be stress free. He wishes the world was stress free. Will puts his mug down and cuddles up in a blanket. He hated being single. He also hated the idea that everyone might be right. He's just a useless queer. Will didn't think about it much because he didn't want it to be true.

Will suddenly remembered first grade. Mike protected him. Mike was his knight. It was about..third grade when him and Mike had a play date and they played house. Mike was the dad and Will was the son because he was shorter. Will smiled at the awkward memories. It was in middle school, seventh grade Mike and Will hung out at the local gas station. They shoplifted some things which Will paid for without Mike knowing. It was eighth grade when Mike joined sports and became all popular and whatever. When Will had to try and move on. Looking back at the memories and the way they made Will feel, Will realized, He's definitely not a straight male.