A wounded soul (elmax story)

Chapter 1

This is a modern AU version of stranger things. All cast is there. Steve, hopper, Joyce, everyone. No demogorgon, no powers just the actresses and actors. Eleven goes by El her full name is Eleanor. The kids are all 16

Els POV
I'm sitting at lunch with all of my friends: Max, Lucas, Dustin, Mike and Will. Max is next to me as always, Will is on the other side of her and Lucas, Mike and Dustin are across from us. They're all going on and on about their stupid campaign, I can't get into D&D so when I go to mikes I just talk to Nancy, Steve and Jonathan. I'm sitting there staring off into space and Max grabs my forearm.

"Hey, what's going on?" She asks concerned as to the fact I'm not completely there. "Nothing Max, I'm just tired." I say completely monotone. It's true, I am very very tired. You see, I live with my father Daniel Brenner. A man whom I despise more than I can even explain. He is such a drunk, he beats me when he's drunk and plays these "games" with me. When I was little I thought they were okay and never understood the concept of these so called games. When he's sober, he's a completely different man; kind, smart, funny, but ever since my mom left he's never been the same. But enough with my life, back to lunch.

We all finish eating and we go our separate ways. Max and I have history then athletics and then we have an out. We both play basketball and volleyball but it's basketball season right now. "Yanno, its weird I never come over to your house." Max says making my heart race. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Just shut it down. "Oh yeah, my dad doesn't like people much." I explain smoothly, my heart pounding out of my chest. She nods and we continue down the hall talking about the dresses we're gonna wear to our winter formal, the snowball. I bet she's gonna look so beautiful in that dress. Shut the fuck uppppp. Shut the fuck up. I've been in LOVE with max since the fourth grade. At first I hated her guts but that's beside the point.

Skip to the end of school

I drive myself home in my shit box of a truck and walk inside immediately being smacked in the face with the smell of vodka and tequila. "Dad I'm home." I say walking through the house. "Come in here, you stupid bitch and clean this up." He grunts out sitting up in his chair. "Yes sir. Let me put down my bag." I say hustling to set down my bag in my room and turning this, running into him. "Didnt I fucking tell you to clean that fucking mess up, Eleanor." He growls out scaring me a little. Nobody scares me, except for this man. "Y-y-yes sir you did. I was just setting my bag down." I stutter out avoiding all eye contact. He gazes down to my bag and back up to me grabbing it asking me "this bag?" I nod and he takes the back pack and swings it like a baseball bat, hitting me and smashing my face into my doorframe causing me to fall to the ground. He then proceeds to dump the contents out of it and onto my head. A heavy science text book, my lap top and my clarinet all smash the back of my head making tears prick my eyes. "Now, get the fuck up. And clean. That. Fucking. Room." He says getting down onto my level. "Yes sir." I whimper out getting up and hustling to the den to clean it.

I finish cleaning it and walk past his room where he is grunting like a fucking animal. I make it a few steps past his door thinking the coast is clear but I hear him yell my name. I stop dead in my tracks, I break into a cold sweat and feel as if I need to throw up. I open his door and see him on his bed masturbating to a video. "Get the fuck over here and help." He growls out making me shudder. Please God, end me. Please. "But, I have a bunch of homework and I have to go to maxes house." I say trying to get out of the awful situation hes about to put me in. "No. You aren't. Not till you fucking help me. Now get over here." He threatens sitting up as if he knew what I was about to do. Run. I take off at a dead sprint but he wasn't too far behind me. I got the front door open and he grabbed my short hair and yanked me back, pulling out a good chunk of my hair and throwing me to the ground making me hit my head and then everything goes blurry.

He does what he does and then leaves me on the floor sobbing in a pool of my blood. A mixture of the trauma from his force and from when I hit my head on the floor. I hear his door shut and I immediately stand up put on a t shirt and some shorts and leave. I get into my car and speed to max and mikes house. (Max and Mike live together because Max's mom died) I knock frantically at their door worried my father followed me and I hear Nancy's footsteps. "Hey e- holy shit. What the fuck???" Nancy says pulling me inside quickly. I guess I look bad. "MIKE, MAX, MOM" she yells and down comes everyone. "EL!" Max yells grabbing my cheeks making me flinch. "Oh no. Come to the bathroom" Mrs Wheeler says and then everything goes black.