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*TW* suicide..

That Friday*

*Mike walks through the halls, numb, wanting nothing more but the disappear*
*Max walks up to him*

Max: Hey, you alright?

Mike: Yeah, actually... I want you to have this.

*Mike gives her a pin with a ghostbusters logo on it*

Max: um, okay.. why?

Mike: Just because. I don't think I need it anymore. See ya later.

Max: Wait didn't Will give this to yo-

*Mike walks away before she could finish her sentence*
*Max sighs as a tear begins to fall down her face*
*she exhales air with a shaky voice*
*she slips it in her pocket and goes off to try and find the rest of the party*

*a couple minutes later*

*Mike comes across Dustin*
Mike: oh, hey Dustin! *he gets a bit of excitement*

Dustin: Um, hey Mike?

~he had NEVER seen Mike happy like this, or AT ALL ever since Wills death~

Mike: I wanna give you something!

*he pulls out his favorite cap and gives it to Dustin*

Dustin: Mike... Are you alright?

Mike: Me? Pshh I'm great! See ya later man.
*he pats Dustins shoulder before walking back down the hall*

*Dustin has a confused look on his face as he turns back around and watches the opposite way*

*as Mike was walking down the hall he sees Eleven at her locker*

Mike: Hey! El?*he waves his hand and runs over to her*

El: Hey Mike! What's up?

Mike: I have something to give you.

*he reaches into his bag and pulls out his favorite sweater and he gives it to her*
*she slowly takes it*

El: but, I thought you LOVED this sweater..?

Mike: Yeah, I just don't think I really need it anymore. I'll see ya at class!

*before she could say anything else he walks away and into class*
*she gets a little confused on why he was so happy, but she shakes it off and grabs her books*

*she walks into the same class and see's Troy and James two seats behind Mike*
*she smiles at Mike and goes to sit over next to him*

El: Hey there again Mike!

Mike: hey El.

*he fiddles with his hoodie string as Troy and James whispers echo through his brain*
*El looks at them two and gives them disgusted looks*

El: Just don't pay attention to them.

*Mike softly scoffs right as the teacher walks in*

Mr. Clark: Okay class. Let's learn the case of Phineas P. Gage.

*as he was teaching the class, Troy balls up a piece of paper and throws it at Mikes head*
*Mike gets up out of his seat and turns around*

Mike: THE FUCK MAN?!

El: Seriously?! You're both so immature. *she says to Troy and James*

Mr. Clark: Troy and James! Outside! Right. Now.

*they both scoff before shoulder bumping Mike before walking out of the classroom*

*Mike scoffs and sits back down*

*the teacher continues his lesson and Mike continuously zones out*

~His mind fills with terrible thoughts like:~

Fucking kill yourself.

You've got nothing to lose.

Will was your only hope and he's GONE!

You let everyone down.

Everyone thinks you're a piece of shit!

Seriously jump off a cliff.

Leave school and NEVER come back!


*and thats exactly what he does*
*he raises his hand*

Mr. Clark: Yes Michael?

Mike: Can I use the restroom?

Mr. Clark: Go right ahead.

*Mike looks at El before leaving the room*
*even though he never told her, she just knew what he was about to do*

*Mike runs down the hallway and walks out of the exit doors without looking back*
*he gets on his bike and starts peddling towards the quarry*


*19 Minutes later*

*he gets off his bike breathing heavily, and walks over to the edge of the cliff*

50,000 feet high. *he thinks to himself*

He starts getting the same horrible thoughts as he steps closer to the edge*

Fucking jump!

Nobody will come looking for you.

You're a Disgrace.

Nobody gives a living fuck about you!

Jump.

Seriously jump.

Jump!

JUMP!!

NOBODY GIVES A SHIT JUST FUCKING JUMP!!


*Mike puts his foot out and and jumps*
*He feels somebody grab him and try to pull him up*
*he try's to make the person let go but he doesn't*

*the person pulls him up and Mike pushes him away before he realizes it was Will that pulled him away*

~Will looked.. fucked up~

~He has bruises and blood all over his face along with tears and sweat~

*Will cups his hands on Mikes face*

Mike: Will?!

*Will nods his head and Mike hugs him while uncontrollable tears run down his face*
*they both hug still on the ground*
*Will hugs him back while crying*

Will: Closer.. look.

*Mike stops hugging him*
Mike: what? What do you mean?? *He moves the hair out of Wills face *

Will: The note.. take a.. closer lo-

*gunshot to the bottom right of Wills stomach interrupts him*
*Will puts his hand over the gunshot wound*

Will: Bottom... corner.. goodbye..

*Will falls to the floor and Mike screams and crys*

Mike: No Will!! Not again please.. No!!

*as he puts his hands over Wills face, Will turns into smoke and disappears into thin air*
*a tear falls down his face when he realizes*

Mike: The note..

*he grabs his book bag and takes the note out of the side pocket and he looks at the bottom corner until he sees another note in morse code*

*he quickly grabs his notebook and a pen and begins translating*

Mike: H... E... L... D...

*He quickly writes everything down with shaky hands*

Mike: H... O... S... T... A... G... E.

Mike: Held.. hostage? *he whispers to himself*

*he continues repeating the sentence until he realizes*

Mike: Held hostage!!

*he shoves everything back into his bag and gets back on his bike*
*He starts peddling back towards the school*



















A/N: this shit just got juicy 😏

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