𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 ✧ 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 ✓

.13.

When the group came back together, Jonathan noticed that Will was different. He was smiling and laughing with Mike. Steve seemed to notice too because he looked at Jonathan and gave him a dad smile.

"Wait, what's today?"

"Sunday."

"Okay, kids it getting late and there's school tomorrow, we should go home."

Steve put his arm around Jonathan as they walked all the children safely to their homes.

"Goodnight Steve."

"Goodnight Jonathan, see you tomorrow."

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The next morning, Jonathan was driving Will to school.

"I want to join the talent show!"

"Will, you need talent for a talent show."

"We do have talent! We all know what we're going to do for it. Mike, Dustin, Lucas, El, Max and I are going to blow everyone away! You'll see!"

"Alright alright."

When he got to school, everything was off. Jonathan noticed everyone was looking at him, staring. As he walked inside, eyes followed him. People gossiped and whispered into others ears. They giggled and looked at him.

People were crowding over pictures, he walked over to them. There he saw many pictures on the walls of him and Steve. His eyes watered and he tore down the pictures.

"Who did this?!" Jonathan yelled and everyone ran away.

"Byers!" Billy yelled, grabbing Jonathan's attention. Billy had a smirk on his face and 2 of his friends were behind him.

"D-Did you do this?" Jonathan asked, tears streaming down his face.

"This picture is probably my favorite one." Billy said as held up a picture of Jonathan and Steve in the bedroom.

Rage filled Jonathan, he clenched his fists.

"What? Are you mad? Are you going to hit me?" Billy asked snickering.

Jonathan swinged his fists at him but Billy ducked and pinned him to the lockers.

"Listen here, fag. Don't you even think about hitting me ever again." Billy said, his face close to Jonathan's.

Billy's nails dug into the other boys arms deeper and deeper.

"Fuck you!" Jonathan said, ignoring the pain.

Before Billy could even do anything to Jonathan, Steve ran up to him and punched him.

"Oh look it's your boyfriend." Billy snickered, wiping blood from his face away.

"Leave him the fuck alone." Steve said.

"Steve!" Jonathan cried.

Steve glared at Billy.

"Leave."

Billy scoffed.

"Whatever, fags."

He ran off with his shitty friends.

When they left, Jonathan hugged Steve.

"I-I'm really sorry, this is all my fault."

"Jonathan, it's okay. But... we need to talk."

(A/N: SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE FAST IM REALLY SORRY BUT IM TRYING MY BEST ALSO SORRY IF THERES ANY MISTAKES IN THIS! ANYWAYS HERE YA GO)