Broken Hearts ~ Stranger Things s4 fanfic (DISCONTINUED)

A menagerie of emotions.

~Will~

I arrived at Mike's house. I hope he's not busy or anything. Of course he's not. He's Mike. He hates people. I went up to his door and knocked. It took a while before Mike opened the door. "Hey Will." He said wearily. He looked so tired like he hadn't gotten any sleep. "Heya." I said quietly. "Did you.. need something?" He asked. Right. I had seen him before but today I finally had the guts to ask him out. On a date. "Oh yeah, I was wondering if you'd like to go out?" I asked, blushing a little. "Oh sure!" He said, smiling. He didn't understand. Idiot. "No Mike- I mean.. On a date." I said, getting quieter. Mike looked at me. He seemed to be blushing.. Or he was red from embarrassment. "You're gay?" He asked, emphasising the word gay. "Well yeah, I came out last year." I nodded. 

A series of emotions seemed to cross his face. "I'm not uh.. like that." He said slowly. "What do you mean?" I asked, frowning slighlty. "I'm not a freak." He said. "What the fuck?" I asked, getting angrier by the second. "What? It's unnatural." He said, even having the confidence to smirk. "It's not unnatural!" I said shouting. "It's not my fault you have  a toxic masculinity!" I shouted. "Oh sure, look who's talking!" Mike shouted back. We just started shouting at eachitger at the top of our lungs before Mike punched me in the jaw. I stumbled back, holding my jaw in pain. I looked up at Mike who seemed as surprised as I felt. "What the fuck man?" I asked him. "I can't believe I was in love with you.." I muttered under my breath but Mike seemed to have heard me because his eyes widened. It was hard to tell what he was feeling since he seemed to be going through a lot of emotions. "What-?" He asked quietly before he got cutoff by a high pitched scream.

We both looked to see where it came from and saw El running towards us and waving. She looked scared and worried. I would have run to her if I hadn't seen Mike moving at the corner of my eye. When I looked back to him, he punched me in the nose. I stumbled back, holding my nose. When I removed my hands, there was blood covering them. At least he didn't break my nose. That little fucker. I straightened up, wiping the blood away and punched him in the cheek. He stepped back, holding his cheek. It had clearly not hurt him much but he looked surprised I had actually punched him. As soon as his surprise came, it disappeared as anger crossed his features.

 He stepped towards me but I shoved him back accidentally making him crash into the wall behind him. I felt scared I had hurt him badly but he just got up, seeming fine. I glanced over to El who was walking towards us, looking worried but angry. I focused back to Mike who I just realised was charging towards me. He was too close for me to do anything and before I knew it, I was on the ground and sturggling to breathe. Mike stood up and started kicking me. Over and over. It hurt like hell and I was still struggling to get my breathing in check. I curled up into a ball as he continued kicking me. I inhaled deeply, waiting for the next kick. When Mike kicked out his leg, I grabbed his ankle and pulled him to the ground. Once I got my bearings, I stood up and looked down at him.

He slowly got up again, staring at me. I wiped my nose again since blood had started to come out. He took a step towards me and grabbed my neck with both of his hands. My eyes widened as I struggled to get out of his grip. I tried to pull away his hands but his grip only got stronger. I was finding it hard to breathe and made a choking noise. At this, Mike widened his eyes in fear, instantly letting go of me. Some emotion passed over his face before he masked it with anger and went to punch me again. We kept fighting each other, punching, kicking, whatever worked. Eventually Mike shoved me against the wall, reeling his fist back to punch me. There wasn't much I could do so I just waited for the impact. As he was about to punch me, he got flung to the ground like a ragdoll.

He landed on the ground with a loud thud. He groaned in pain as he rolled onto his back. I looked to see El standing near us with a bleeding nose and her hand held out. She saved me. "What the fuck was that for?" Mike said, raising his head. "Don't you dare attack my brother again." She said, clearly furious. "He started it!" Mike protested. I did not, but I wasn't bothered to fight him again. "While you two were fighting like children, our friend Max almost died!" She said, almost shouting. Me and Mike looked each other before looking back to El. "WHAT?" We both shouted in unison.

~Max~

I slowly fluttered my eyes open, finally waking up. I looked around to find myself in a white room with a beeping noise. It lead me to the obvious answer that I was in a hospital. I sat up, wincing in pain. I instantly saw El sleeping on a chair with her head on my bed. She clearly sensed me sitting up since her eyes opened slowly. "Max..?" She asked groggily, looking up at me. Her eyes widened and she seemed to get brighter just seeing me. "Max!" She said, pulling me into a hug. I instantly felt a lot of pain but just endured it while Eleven hugged me. "Oh my god, are you okay? What happened? Are you hurt? When did this happen?" She asked me so many questions I  couldn't comprehend them after waking up. "I'm fine, I'm fine." I said, sighing. She clearly was worried for me but nodded. I pulled the blanket off me, standing up. An instant, sharp pain shot through my abdomen. I fell back down onto my be, groaning in pain. 

"The doctor said you shouldn't stand up for a while.." She said. "What even happened?" I asked, lying back down. I was starting to get a headache. "I don't know, you tell me. You had a bunch of stab wounds and you were lying in a pool of your own blood." She looked at me, clearly distressed. I tried to remember what happened but I just.. couldn't. "I.. I'm not sure.. I should just get some rest and see." I said, sighing. "Oh, of course. Should I stay here or..." She asked, raising a brow. "Just head home. I'll call you if I remember anything." 

And with that El left and I was left alone. In a hospital room. With just my thoughts for company.