Broken Hearts ~ Stranger Things s4 fanfic (DISCONTINUED)

Back to Hawkins

Eleven

When I opened my eyes, I didn't know where we were at first. Raising my head to look around, I quickly realised we were in Hawkins. I didn't know how to feel about coming back here. I would have to face the reality of being here, I didn't really get to decide anyways. I looked around the car.  Will was still snoring loudly with his head bent down. If he wasn't snoring like an elephant then I would assume he was dead. I rolled my eyes. 'Jesus christ how does he sleep this long?' I muttered. I turn my focus to Joyce who looked as nervous as I was, being back in Hawkins. It's been 2 years but it's felt like it was centuries ago. Looking at all the buildings passing by, I realised how much I missed  this place. It doesn't matter if I almost died here last year. And the year before that. And the year before that. Jeez, this place does love people almost dying. I shook my head, deciding to think about something else.

 My mind wandered to my friends. I really miss them a lot, it will be great to see them. Max is the person I miss the most. Wait- why do I miss her the most? Shouldn't I miss Mike the most..? I shook my head again. Doesn't matter, he was annoying anyways. When I looked out the window again, we were outside our old house. This place really does bring back memories. Me and Joyce got out of the car, leaving Will to sleep in peace. I looked over to her and noticed she was hesitating to open the door. She seemed to hate the idea of coming back here. I guess it's because of everything that happened before we left. I was against the idea of moving back here at first but our school was too expensive for us to keep going there. 

Inside the house, it was really dark since the bills hadn't been paid in a long time. Hopper told us nobody bothered to buy the house because people said it was haunted.  I went straight for my old room. The only place in the house that gives me comfort. I looked at the mirror on my wall. I looked so different compared to my first time in Hawkins. My hair had grown longer and more wavy. It's now fading into blonde naturally which is probably the only thing I like about myself. I looked the rest of my face in the mirror, hating every part of it. I closed my eyes, focusing on something else. When I opened them, I felt more calm than before. I went out of my room, helping Joyce unpack our things, again.

Max

I lay on my bed in my room with Gabby, my current girlfriend. I like her a lot but.. Something feels off. I can't explain it but it just doesn't seem right. I normally choose to ignore it but that feeling always comes back to me. I look over to Gabby who's reading a Wonder Woman comic. That used to be El's favourite comic. Why am I thinking about her? Because I miss her so much. I was with Gabby now, I should just ignore the fact I was completely in love with El before she left. I rolled onto my stomach to gaze at Gabby. She had long, black, fluffy hair that looked beautiful against her dark skin. She always looked so nice. I'm happy that I'm with her.

 Gabby looked up from her comic, smiling. "What's up?" She asked, raising a brow. I laughed, smiling as well. "Nothing, love. Just staring at my beautiful girlfriend." I told her. I got up, walking towards her. "I'm gonna head out. I'll be back later." I told her, pecking her on the cheek. She nodded as I walked out of my room. As I was walking out, I stopped momentarily at Billy's door. I looked towards it, frowning slightly. I haven't been in there since he died. It hurts to think about him.. Even if he was a bit of an asshole. I sniffled, feeling the prickle of tears starting to form. I will not think about him right now. I left the house as fast as I could, heading straight to the arcade on my bike. It's the place I go to most with Lucas or Mike. 

When I got there, I managed to look like I wasn't about to cry. I saw Mike in there as I was getting off my bike. He seemed mad but then again, he always either looks mad or depressed. Just as I was about to walk in, he turned around and walked out, nearly hitting me with the door. "Can you like be careful?" I asked him, rolling my eyes. He stopped, looking at me. He really is angry. "What do you want Maxine?" He asked, though it sounded more like a bark. "I told you guys not to call me that." I said, getting angry. "I don't care." He said. He walked towards me, staring me down. "Bit of personal space, eh?" I said, my anger rising. "Shut it, Ginger." He said to me. I shoved him, feeling angry. "What's your problem?" I asked.  He shoved me back and I nearly fell. I straightened up, shoving him. What the hell is he doing this for? He fell to the ground and looked up at me. "Stop attacking me for no reason, emo kid." I told him, spitting on the floor. "Why? So you can kill me like your brother?" He asked, smirking slightly. "Oh-" I stopped halfway through my sentence. I couldn't believe what he said. "What?" I asked him, struggling to stay calm. "The reason your brother died, is because of you." He said, smiling. I couldn't keep calm for any longer.

I took a step towards him. "Don't talk about him. Ever." I said. He was smiling this whole time. That piece of shit. I now kicked him. I kicked again. And again. I didn't know why I was doing it but I couldn't help myself from kicking him. I kicked harder each time. "YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" I screamed at him. I lifted my leg, going to kick his head when somebody started pulling me back. I struggled out of their grip, trying to get at that asshole. "Max, Stop it!" A voice said, which I recognised was Lucas's. I kept struggling until I saw Mike. He was lying on the ground, holding his side, a small pool of blood around him. There was blood on his hands. I I stared at him in shock.. I almost killed Mike Wheeler.