Friday, February 21st, 1987
"That he did what ?!" new day, we're in lunch time, Max, Jane and me. Dustin might be about to come, but first I needed to tell El everything. Not like Dustin won't figure it out, I just prefer her to know it first
"He was drugged. I don't blame him. Max, it was a secondary effect, right?"
"I... don't know"
"I heard rumours about him, but definitely I didn't expect that"
"Wait, El what have you heard?"
"About his family... how broken it is..."
"Lucas met him in Track, when he was fine. All of a sudden, Wayne stopped coming to school and Lucas was worried, so he decided to visit him, and he..."
"He...what?" Max gulps and take a great amount of seconds before continuing
"He was unconscious in the floor with cuts in his arm. No one else was in the house, just Wayne"
"Oh my god... why don't we invite him to stay with us?"
"El, I don't think it's a good idea..."
"Will, it's not my problem if you have sexuality issues after that kiss, he needs help. And support"
"Ha ha, so funny. He needs someone, and if the only person he wants is Lucas, we don't have to force him to come up to a new group. It feels really bad, if people only want you because they feel pity for you. I know that feeling."
"I have to admit that Will is right, I know Wayne enough to say that Lucas is the only person he trusts. Lucas will tell us about him"
"Okay... where is Dustin today, by the way?"
"Oh I saw him, he's with Mike"
"Mike... Can I ask you girls how do you know him?"
"We're classmates since last year, we got on well... we dated for a week and then regretted it"
"El did you date Mike?!"
"I did, but definitely not my type. We're better as friends. Much better" that explains my doubts of yesterday
"What about you, Max?"
"Well, he's in the theater club with me, but besides, Dustin and Mike are neighbors. Every time we reunited in Dustin's place, Mike was with him. So the four of us became a group"
"Where the hell have I been this whole time?"
"That's the question Will, but finally you're here. Better later than never"
"I guess?" Then Dustin and Mike appear, and sit in front of us
"Morning girls, Byers"
"Hey" I say taking a sip of my apple juice
"Hi!" the girls chirp enthusiastically
"Well..." The boy with his iconic cap starts. "Do I have to ask or...?"
"What?" we sat at a time, confused
"Lucas told me about yesterday"
"Max!"
"I promise, I didn't say a word!"
"Actually, Lucas told me himself, dude"
"Yeah and who told Lucas?" Dustin was opening his mouth to respond, but another voice is faster than him
"Wayne called me when he arrived home." Lucas explains himself, joining the table, not without greeting his girlfriend properly first with a quick peck. "Hey Xine how are you doing?"
YOU ARE READING
12 letters ||Byler||
FanfictionIn which a high school student named Will Byers is told to write twelve letters in order to "feel better with himself" in this new period of his screwed life.
