![]() ![]() ![]() They know I’ve never been normal, this just confirms it!) (I don’t even know. (He’s gonna call me names, he’s gonna tell the whole party and they’re gonna KICK me OUT!) (They’re going to make fun of me. Pushing it out into the pouring rain, the rushing noise of the storm outside blocked out Mike’s calls behind him as he hopped on, and pushed. Immediately spinning on his heel, Will picked his bike up which was discarded on the ground carelessly. (I have to get out of here.) (Get out, run!) (RUN!) He wouldn’t be surprised if it was all 4. Will couldn’t tell if he was angry, disappointed, scared or confused. Louder than it should’ve been- loud, like it was expected. He could feel tears burning the bottom of his eyes as the audible choke of air Mike sucked back in made his heart jostle inside his rib cage. I’d never blame you for something I hate about myself.)Īfter another agonizing, horrifying moment of silence, Mike finally gathered at least something to say as he uttered out into the air filled with sounds of rain pattering the top of the garage, it was weak- but Will heard it perfectly. (You’re my best friend, I never blamed you. He could feel the tension grow as his heart thundered in his ears. His pupils shifting every few seconds to study Mike’s, he took a gentle step back as he quickly pulled his gaze towards his bike. Will felt his lips growing dry as all his words seemed to retract from the tip of his tongue- he didn’t know what to say, what to think, what to decide. He wasn’t sure what had just happened, but he barely had time to process Mike’s realization of Will’s emotions before his friend’s expression shifted to immediate guilt of lashing out. He felt his heart flutter a few times out of shock, and his eyes soared up to meet Mike’s as well. Will’s thoughts seemed to completely vanish as Mike’s heat-of-the-moment words finally reached his ears in throbbing, powerful volume. “It’s not my fault you don’t like girls!” Why did I think this was a good idea?) (They’re too busy thinking about girls to even care about anybody else in the party! Not Dustin, not me-) Then I could crawl into bed, pull the covers over my face and never come back out. ![]()
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