Broken Hearts ~ Stranger Things s4 fanfic (DISCONTINUED)

Friendship

~Max~

Stan huffed out before stepping back. "Bunch of pricks, they are." He growled. "Agreed." Amira replied. They seemed to be very similar, kind of like twins. "Just forget about them, it's fine." I said, sighing. "Why did you even become friends with them?" Inquired Amira. "Oh well.." I hesitated. I didn't really know how to answer this. I never had a reason to stay as friends with them apart from getting dragged into their whole evil shit. Then I just stayed for El. Now she doesn't even want me.

"Let's go to Stan's!" Kurt exclaimed, bringing me back to reality. He must have seen me getting gloomy again. "Why do we always go to mine?" Kurt asked grumpily. Kurt just walked off without replying and Amira, instead of replying, just raised the middle finger at him before running off. I followed them, smiling slightly. I then realised this was the first time I had smiled the whole week. The last time I smiled was two weeks ago. When I cheated on Gabby.

It still hurt thinking about her but I shook my head, following my new friends out. This is a fresh start for me. "Let's take my car!" I offered. They all looked at my car, admiring it. "Oh my god, are you rich?" Amira asked, already getting in the front seat. "Nah, it was just my brother's." I replied. They all got in the car before I drove out of the school at top speed. 

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We arrived at Stan's house after a long time of everybody shouting directions at me. I soon realised how stupid my friends are but the thought brought a smile to my face. We arrived at Stan's house and Amira let us in with her own key. "Are you sure you're not related?" I asked jokingly. "They're obviously siblings from another mother." Kurt replied. I smiled as Amira lead us to Stan's bedroom. His bedroom was pretty messy and every inch of free space on the wall had a poster.  The room seemed really messy and all the posters were of a bunch of rock bands. I liked some and others I just knew because Billy used to listen to them.

"So this is your room?" I asked, taking a look around. Stan nodded as Amira flopped onto his bed. "Go get us some drinks. And snacks." She commanded. Stan rolled his eyes before walking out with Kurt.  "So, Max." She said, lazily rolling off the bed. "Hm?" I asked, looking up at her. "Sorry if my friends can be a bit intimidating. I hope you like them." She said, smiling. "Actually, you don't have to like Stan, he's like really annoying. Not even I like him sometimes." She joked. Stan did seem pretty protective of his friends. It was nice, honestly. We just sat there in silence before I tried to break it. "They're not..that mean." I told her. "Plus, I like them. They seem really fun and I can see you guys care for each other." I said, sincerely.

She smiled, looking down at her hands. "They're the only family I have." She shrugged. I frowned slightly. "what about your parents?" I asked. "They're alive, if that's what you're wondering. They just fight a lot so my home can.." She said, faltering slightly. "Get a bit violent." She said at last, shrugging. I frowned now. "I'm sorry.." I said quietly. "It's fine.." She told me, shrugging. I then scooted over to her, wrapping her in a hug. "I know how you feel. It was the same in my house before.. my brother died." I told her quietly. This is probably the first time I had told someone out loud about what happened in our house. I never even told Eleven.

She hugged me tightly. I could feel her warm breath on my neck, sending slight shivers down my spine. I closed my eyes as we sat there, comfortable in each others arms.

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I don't know how long it had been but it felt like only a few seconds. Stan walked in suddenly and Amira and I broke apart from each other. "Woah, am I interrupting something here?" Stan said, stopping in his tracks. "It's nothing, we're fine." Amira said quickly. I got a bit red, feeling embarrassed. "So you're not having sex?" He asked, raising a brow. "Uhm, no." I said, getting more red. God this was embarrassing. "Damn, I owe Kurt 20 bucks." He muttered. "What?" Amira asked, throwing a cushion from his bed at him. "Uh- Nothing, nothing!" He shouted quickly. "Where are the drinks you were supposed to get, dumbass?" She demanded. "I forgot about it! Relax, lady!" He told her back, laughing. "Go get us some drinks then, stupid." She demanded. 

He sighed, muttering something under his breath before walking back out. Kurt then walked into the room, carrying some nachos. "Oh, you got some snacks!" Amira cheered. He smiled, sitting down on the ground beside us. We all grabbed some of the nachos, devouring them. "So Kurt." She began. "What do you want now, you psychotic midget?" He asked. "Tell us some gossip." She replied, smirking. He slowly ate a nacho chip before replying plainly. "No." Amira frowned before speaking again. "Please! Pretty please! Pretty please with a cherry on top!" She pleaded. 

"Oh my god, fine. But stop pleading." He sighed.  "Well what do you wanna know?" He asked. "Something juicy." She said, grinning. "Something dramatic." I chimed in, smiling. "Well.. Apparently Mike is-"  He began before Amira cut him off. "No way! Gossip about someone interesting!" She complained. "Oh my god, that was interesting, but fine." He replied. "I did hear that Mike and El are going to fight tomorrow after school." He said quickly. "They're what?" I asked, my voice rising. "Yeah, it's spreading around school like wildfire." He stated. "Why didn't we hear about this?" Amira asked. "Cause nobody talks to us?" He asked like it was the most obvious. "Oh yeah, of course, How could I have known?" Amira asked sarcastically.

That little bitch. He thinks he can lay a hand on El? If he's going to fight her after school, he'll have to get through me first.