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One Shot to Death

Chapter 2

Summary:

Mike finds Will. To late.

Notes:

hiii,
I said I will post this chapter this week and here am.
This is a very short chapter but thats because it wan not planed and I wrote it because I wanned to have a little bit Mike in this fic.
have fun

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

A gunshot. it hollows thru the forest coming from the quarry.

I begin to run. Stumble through the undergrowth of the forest. Not knowing if Dustin and Lucas are following. Not caring too. Thoughts fly in my head. Was that Will? Did he got shot? Can I save him?

I slip and land on my knees. They hurt, but it does not matter. Will could be hurt. Will could be shot.

There it is. The street. The cliff. The quarry.

Will.

I see him. Laying there on the gravel, not moving, not breathing. There is nobody else, just Will.

I run to and kneel before him, turning him around. There is blood. So much blood, and it's coming out of his neck. A hole is there, a gun wound, the gun laying there near Wills hand as if he would reach for her. No. As if he let her down.

I press my hand against his neck on the curve to his chin. Holding tight trying to stop the bleeding knowing deep down or maybe very clear that it is to late. Salty tears flow over my mouth doping on Wills face. He almost looks like he's sleeping. Almost. There is no breathing. No light snoring he always has when he's a litte bit sick. No smal smile on his pink lips.

"MIKE!" Dustin. "MIKE!" Lucas.

The sounds of their voces feel miles away. All i hear is my sobbing and begging. Begging to Will to come back. Bagging to anyone, maybe even god himself, to bring Will back, to us, to me.

My fingers runs over his face soake it with his own blood. They feel his hair, making it all wet and red. Pulling his lifeless body to mine. I crock my face into the side of his neck, smelling his familiar sent. The blood stooped coming, my tears did not. They wet his neck more and more, washing away a fragment of the blood.

I just stay there. I stay there when Lucas and Dusting are trying to pull me away. And I stay there when the girls find us. When the police shows up, they pull me away. I try to fight it but Hopper is a lot stronger than me. He pulls me into a hug and lets me cry. Lets me stain his uniform with blood.

He lets me scream at him, why he din't found Will earlier, why he din't save Will, until I cry again.

And I just do that. I cry.

Notes:

Yayy you made it.
I really hope you liked it. feel free to leave critisism in the coments a kudos if you like (´∩。• ᵕ •。∩`) ♡
Byler lives rent free in my head rn and i already plan a new fanfic yayy!!!

Okay thats all <3

Notes:

hiya again

so first of all I'm really sorry for that. (つ﹏<。)
but also I hope you did enjoy this work at least a litte bit. A big thank you to my best friend for reading this as the first person and check for plot holes or other shit.

I will publish the other chapter but not today. It should be out in the next week or so, I'm just not fully sure about it yet.
okay thats all for today.
see ya, lova ya and bye(´∩。• ᵕ •。∩`) ♡