Broken Hearts ~ Stranger Things s4 fanfic (DISCONTINUED)

Burn book

~Max~

I stared at the figure, squinting my eyes to see who it was but I couldn't tell. "Hey punk, what are you doing?" I asked them, walking slowly towards them. They stayed quiet as I got closer to them. "Hey, I asked you a question." I stated. Just when I was going to get close enough to see who it was, the person turned around, running away. The only glimpse of the person I saw was their body. They seemed to have a masculine form but I didn't want to make any assumptions to who it was.

I sighed, turning the other way and walking back slowly to my house. I thought of everything that had happened in the past week. El came back, I got into a fight, I got stabbed, The gate opened, I cheated on my girlfriend and I'm growing weaker every day. I frowned slightly, think about the gate. If the gate opened, why has nothing bad happened. Is the mind flayer trying to stay quiet? It seemed very unlikely for the mind flayer to be stealthy which confused me more. 

I looked down at my body to the stab wounds again. The weird vein things were now on my chest, nearly reaching up to my neck. It's going to be harder to hide them once they reach my face. Whatever that means. I felt a shiver go down my spine just thinking about what could happen to me but I quickly tried to think about something else. Everybody hates me now, including El. 

I used Lucas, I beat up Mike, I punched Will, I kissed El then ran away. I'm not very nice. Or good. I now looked to where I was, realising I had gotten too lost in thought. I had just arrived at my house. I sighed in relief, running into the house. I still felt a bit paranoid ever since the stabbing. Even if I don't remember what happened, all I know is that I was at home, then I woke up in the hospital. The doctor's said it was a trauma response but I just hope I can remember soon so I remember who stabbed me.

I ran into my bedroom before jumping onto my bed. I groaned into my pillow, feeling so tired with everything that's happened. I slowly came to the realisation that everything happened because of me. Every problem that's in my life was because I started it. I'm not very good. Or good at all. I'm a horrible person.

~Dustin~

It had been two days since that whole incident. I can't believe Mike just decided to kick Max out of the party. I felt like I felt like it should've been a team decision but whatever. I mean Max does sometimes tend to get a bit violent but to kick her out of the group for it? She's still our friend. She's just going through grief ever since Billy died and only El was ever there to support her.

I felt very guilty at the thought of this. We weren't ever that close and the only time I ever tried to get close was when I wanted to date her. Since the fight, nobody's talked to him. What he did was kinda rude but I put it aside.

Walking into school today, there was so many things happening. The first thing I noticed in the halls were a bunch of newspapers all over the floor. Literally all over the school. I didn't bother looking at them, heading straight for my locker. I came really early today to school to finish a science project I'm working on with Lucas but of course, he's still asleep. 

 All the students in the hall were all looking at the newspaper like there was some juicy piece of gossip on them. There was surprisingly a lot of students in school for this time which was usually not the case. I put the code into my lock, opening the locker. The code was Lucas's birthday, which I put as a joke but he said it was cute so I kept it ever since. As I was taking my books out, I slowly noticed the students voices suddenly becoming a hushed whisper.