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It’s about an hour before the crawl starts. They have been over this a million times and still haven’t managed to find anything. Not even a trace of Vecna. How could he just, disappear?
“Fuck,” Mike hunched over and winced in pain. “Mike!” Will rushed by his side. Grasping at his forehead. He looked up to Will. His long eyelashes, and the slight upturn of his brows pushing into a concerned look.
Why did he feel this way when Will was around? His stomach felt like a weight on his body. The way he would all the sudden feel so hot, self conscious. Why his throat would begin to feel so dry. He hated it. He hated the way Will made him feel.
“Mike! Are you okay?” It wasn’t Will’s fault. Mike was weird. Weird for feeling this way he thought. “Yeah- I’m fine, just uh- a headache.“ Will didn’t stop. “Mike are you sure?” Just as he was about to say something. “Mike, your nose is bleeding” Lucas pointed at his nose “I think we got ourselves another El.” Lucas reached his hand out at Mike. Mike winced at her name. They both hadn’t told the party about their breakup. They have been broken up for about a year now.
Mike got up heading for the bathroom. “Mike, are you okay? Seriously.” Something in Mike flipped. “Oh my god, Will, I’m fine it’s just a damn nosebleed. Why are you following me around like a lost puppy!”
Fuck. Wills head dropped down and his eyes started to water. “Right. Sorry for caring.” Regret came over Mike like a wave. “Fuck, Will- I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. “ Will just turned. Walking back toward the main room. Blood still dripping from Mike’s nose onto his hand. “Will, please.” Mike grabbed Wills wrist gently. Will turned. “Wipe your nose. And go home if you’re going to act like a dick.”
Mike opened his mouth, but the words were stuck in his throat. Did he just call him a dick? Mike felt sick. Will just spun around pulling his wrist away from Mike’s grasp and wiping his face.
The words echoed in Mike’s head. Repeating over and over, burning a hole into his brain. He felt numb. He turned and walked towards the door. Tears threatening and burning his eyes. He fought them back and pushed out of the door.
His bike was sitting against the brick wall of the station. He grabbed the handle and began riding to his house.
His tears fell as the breeze hit his face, the wind smaking his face. He pushed the pedals hard. Pedaling until his legs were numb. He threw his bike in the grass. His face was puffy and tears fell as he went into the house. He started walking towards his room but his dad stopped him.
“Boys don’t cry.” Mike stopped in his tracks. Wiping his face. He looked toward the rocking chair that probably had an imprint of Ted’s fatass since he was there so much. “What-?“ Ted wasn’t even looking at him. He finally turned his head.
“That queer is turning you soft. Be a man.” Mikes jaw clenched. “What the hell did you just say!?” Ted’s expression shifted, his face turning dark. “I said that queer is turning you into a faggot.”
Mike turned Ted was standing now. Mike walked up to him and was practically in his face. “Shut the fuck up! You know nothing about Will,nothin-“ it came so fast. The last thing he saw was a fist in his face and he heard someone scream.
It sounded like Holly. “Mike!” His face burned. It burned like hell. He was on the ground somehow he slowly got up and saw Holly run up the stairs. Crying. She was bawling.
“Don’t speak to me like that, Michael.” He couldn’t even process anything. Everything was ringing and the only think he could think was how bad the left side of his face hurt.
Holly. It kept repeating in his head. He needed to get Holly.
He didn’t realize how bad he was stumbling until he had to hold the counter for balance. His mom rushed down the stairs. “Mike!!” She ran to him hugging him. The only words he could manage to get out were “is Holly okay?”
She pulled back and placed her hands on his cheeks. “Baby, don’t worry about Holly, she’s okay, are you?” Before he could say anything her attention went to Ted.
“Please take your sister.“ she walked up to him looked him in the eyes. “
smack
the noise cut through the silence. It was loud. Had fire behind it. He put his hand on his face “Karen! What the fuck!”
Mike couldn’t hear much of what they were saying he heard parts like “Look at what you did. You made our daughter cry. I bet you don’t even know how old they are! If you touch them again, it won’t just be a slap next time, I swear to god.“
Mike stumbled up the steps gripping the railing for balance. He finally made it to Holly’s door. He creaked it open and saw her crying on her bed, curled into a ball. He opened it fully.
“Holly..” her cheeks were puffy eyes glossy and tears streaming down her face. “M-Mike are you o-okay?” Mike try’s to smile but only half of his face listened. The other half stung. Bad. “I’m okay, Holly.”
“Why did he do that, what does that word mean.” Fuck. How was he supposed to explain that.? “Uh, it’s a very bad word, don’t ever call someone that. “ she wiped her eyes.
“ t- then why did he call you that?” “Uhh- I don’t know. “
The ringing in his ears went down a bit. Mike looked down at his lap. Nervously picking at his nail beds. A habit he picked up years ago. “Uh Holly- can I tell you somet-“
“AGHHHH- MIKE MOVE-!“ Holly screeched. Mike rolled off the bed.
The ceiling was open there was a fucking portal not only that bud a demogorgan coming out of it “shit, shit!” He practically picked up Holly and began running. “Go! Go!”
While they were running they passed Ted. Holly looked back stopping in her tracks “Holly, come on!”
Ted looked terrified. This was the first time Mike had even seen him show emotion other than anger.
Ted was launched through mikes closet. His organs spilling as he flew. Holly was bawling. “LOOK AWAY” Holly collapsed screaming. Mike picked up Holly and began down the stairs. Going two steps at a time almost tripping. “Mom! Mom!” Mike screamed Karen came running into the kitchen. She broke a wine bottle. Her face drained of color. “Stay the fuck away from my kids.” She swung the wine bottle
Once
Twice
Three times.
“MOM NO!”
The demogorgan swung. Tearing through her. Her stomach bleeding profusely “MOM!” Mike was stuck. He couldn’t move. He tried but his feet were glued. All he could do was cry. Tears streaming. Then he remembered. Holly. “FUCK. HOLLY, RUN!”
Mike got thrown into the wall. His head banged against the wall. Making it bleed more than it already was. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t scream. All he could do was stare at Karen’s lifeless body.
Then. He saw Holly. The demogorgan picked her up and slammed her into the wall. He mumbled “~no please~” his voice was shaken and quiet. He couldn’t even hear it. Before he could think anything else.
Everything went black.