Broken Hearts ~ Stranger Things s4 fanfic (DISCONTINUED)

The aftermath

~Will~

Max and I looked at each other before legging it out of the room. We ran out another door, coming onto another white hallway. We didn't have time to think as we just ran. I looked over my shoulder to see that the agents were following us. "CRAP, CRAP, CRAP. MAX GO!" I shouted over the sound of the alarm. "WHAT?" She shouted back before looking over her shoulder at me. She turned back, running towards the elevator. I slowed down a bit, already feeling exhausted. I really should have practiced running more. I looked over my shoulder, seeing the agents were getting closer to me. I turned back to the door, realising the door was closing. I took in a deep breath, running as fast as my weak legs could manage.

"WILL, HURRY UP!" Max shouted at me as I ran towards the elevator. She was spamming the open button but it wouldn't work. She hesitated for a second before holding her hand out, keeping the door open for me. I ran into the elevator, crashing into her. We both fell to the ground side by side, out of breath. "Get ready to run to the exit." Max told me, panting. I nodded once, now standing up. Max did the same as we stared at the elevator doors, waiting for them to open. When the doors opened, there was so much going on.

There were demodogs everywhere attacking agents. Some of the agents noticed us but instantly got distracted by the demodogs. We ran as fast as we could through all the halls, avoiding everyone and everything. I ran through some halls, noticing Max was falling behind. I assumed she would catch up. She's Mad Max. I looked over my shoulder but she was already getting closer to me. 

After getting to the exit, I stopped, panting. "MAX ARE YOU-" I said, looking over my shoulder before stopping. "Max?" I asked loudly. Oh my god. Where is she? I ran back the way we came from, looking for her but I couldn't find her. Luckily the part I was in was empty apart from me.  I suddenly heard a high pitched scream from around the corner. I followed the scream, hoping something hadn't happened to Max. The screaming had come from Max who was kicking  demodog away from her. 

I ran over, kicking it in the side. It fell to the side, sliding to the wall but it was already starting to get up. I grabbed Max by the arm who was holding her side like she had been stabbed or something but there was no blood from what I could see. I just dragged her along as I rushed towards the exit. We ran out the door, rushing towards Billy's car. Max walked around to the driver side before nearly falling over. She grabbed onto the car, wincing. She was clearly in pain. 

"Let me drive." I said. I was already regretting it but I had no choice now. "Can you even drive?" She asked, raising a brow. "No." I said flatly. She hesitated for a second before shrugging and getting into the passenger's seat. I sat down in the car, sighing. I looked at how everything worked. It all looked confusing but I tried my best as we backed out of the lab. 

"What the fjjvvck happened back there?" I asked. "Just drive to my house." She muttered, clearly trying to change the subject. I didn't press any further as I drove us both to her house in silence.

~Max~ 

When we got to my house, I jumped out of the car, running inside. Will locked the car before following after me. I knew we had to talk about what happened in there but I should try to lie.  "So what happened in there?" Will asked, frowning. "Uh... I just.." I tried to think of an excuse. "I tripped." I said at last, shrugging. "You tripped?" He asked, skeptical. "Yeah.. Sorry." I said, looking down at my feet. There was a silence between us before he broke it. "Alright, it's fine. Don't worry about it." He clearly didn't believe me but I'm glad he didn't ask any more questions. "Well what now?" I said, sitting down on the couch. "Should we tell the others?" He asked. "No." I said more defensively than I planned. "Why not?" "I don't want them getting hurt. I don't want to worry them." I said quietly. "Well El's the only one who can stop this." Will said, getting a bit frustrated. "Is she? Why can't we fix the problem for once?" I said, my voice rising. "Because we don't have powers?" Will said to me. 

We weren't exactly shouting but we were too loud to be talking. "She's been through enough!" "So have we!" He said, shouting at me now. "I don't want her to get hurt! Okay?!" I shouted back to him. "It's not your decision whether she gets to help us or not!" He shouted, now pacing the room. "I'll fix the gate myself then!" I shouted, starting to tear up. I know it was absurd but I didn't want them getting involved this time. "We're your friends, Max! You're in the party now! El's been our protector ever since she came here!" "I don't want them to know!" I shouted back. I could feel my throat closing up, as tears rolled down my cheeks. "Why not? What is your problem?!" He shouted. 

"Last time you guys tried to help, my brother died!" I shouted as loud as possible. I instantly covered my mouth, regretting it. I knew it wasn't true but it felt nice saying it. "Is that what you think happened?" Will said, stopping in his tracks. "No I just-" I tried to say before he cut me off. "Stop defending him. He wasn't even your brother. He hated you Max." He said coldly. My eyes widened, hearing his words. 

"Take. That. Back." I said, my eyes narrowing. "It's not our fault he died, is it? He was a horrible person anyways." He said. I stared at him, shocked at what he said. I stood up, furious now. "I still cared about him!" I shouted, rushing towards him. "Well he didn't care about you at all!" Will shouted at me. I shoved him backwards. "Don't talk about him like that!" I shouted. "He's not a good person!" Will shouted. Out of anger, I punched him in the nose. He stumbled back as his nose bled. "Max what the fuck?" He shouted. "Get. Out." I said. He just stared at me, holding his nose. "Get out!" I shouted at him before he ran out. 

I sat down on my couch sighing. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I looked down at my body. I lifted my shirt, looking at the stab wounds again. They had gotten much worse. They were bleeding back at the lab. The vines that curled around them had risen up my body. They were getting bigger.