"Hello?" Mike started, "Mike what the hell why are you on this channel?" It was Lucas. Mike rolled his eyes and sighed. "Nothing. What do you want?" Mike asked. "You wanna hang out with me Max and Dustin later?" Lucas asked. "No thanks, Lucas." Mike pushed down the antenna. El looked over, "They don't think he's alive either?" El asked, Mike shook his head.
"Oh." She muttered. "I just don't get it. He's our friend, my best friend. I don't get how they could give up on him just like that. Will's done so much for us. Losing him has been the worst thing ever. I just miss him El." Mike ranted. "I know. But it's been four years, Mike. I kinda understand why they think he's dead. The demogorgons are powerful. So are the other ugly creatures out there." El spoke.
"I know. But why do I feel like it's my fault he's gone? Why couldn't I let him stay over? Why did I let him leave? I miss him." Mike muttered. "Mike it's not your fault. We all know that." El put a hand on Mikes shoulder. "I want him back. I want my best friend back. He was always so sweet, caring, and funny. He was a big nerd but I loved that about him. That stupid demogorgon took him from me." Mike kicked a rock.
El knew how much he was hurting. Ever since he saw the badly ripped up red jacket, he's never been the same. He remember seeing Hopper hugging a crying Joyce with the jacket in his hand. He just lost it.
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Mike was in the basement looking at all of the drawings Will gave him while El was in the hut. He heard a door open and his mom talking to someone. He slowly put down the papers and went upstairs.
He saw his mom rush to the kitchen and saw Joyce and Hopper at the door. She was crying onto his shoulder. Mike cocked an eyebrow and looked at Hoppers hands. He stood there with his eyes widened.
"No, that's not... That's not Wills." Mike muttered. Hopper looked at him and looked at the jacket and slowly gave it to him. Mike just looked at it. He looked inside and saw a tag. It was Wills size. Mike shook his head not wanting to believe it was his.
"No. No. This.. i'm not believing it." Mike dropped the jacket. "Kid-" Hopper started, "No! You can't just come into my house and give me a fake jacket! This isn't Wills. He's still out there and I'm not believing anything else." Mike went back down to the basement and closed the door behind him. He locked it.
Eleven wasn't looking at him, she was looking at the drawings on the wall. She stopped and looked at Mike who was kicking the couch repeatedly. "Mike." Eleven got up and walked over to him. He didn't answer. "Mike.. Mike!" Eleven had to yell at him to get him to face her. "What!? What could possibly be more important than this El? My best friend isn't dead and he never will be!" Mike yelled. Eleven took a small step back.
"What?" Eleven examined him more. His eyes were glossy and his cheeks were red. "Yesterday, I.. I hear-ed.. Will." Eleven spoke in a quiet voice. Mike looked at her for a second. "You're.. You're telling me this now? What did he say?" Mike asked. "I hear-ed. You've got to let me, and, should I s-stay or sh-should I go." El repeated the words she heard.
"You've got to let me know.. should I stay or should I- The Clash! Will loves that song. Jonathan showed it to him! And that also means he's still alive!" Mike exclaimed. Eleven furrowed her eyebrows. To her Mike was talking gibberish as she had no idea what those words had meant at the time.
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Romance1987. Will was still in the upside down. It's been four years and everyone just gave up on looking for him. Except for Mike. He knew Will was still out there somewhere, he just had to keep looking. Will couldn't leave him, he wouldn't. right..? ...
