Broken Hearts ~ Stranger Things s4 fanfic (DISCONTINUED)

Truths

~Stan~

I went to the school parking lot. School was just over and today was the day. Today I fight that homophobic shit, Mike. Everybody must have hear about it because people were starting to gather. I stood, leaning against the wall, waiting for him. If he was late, then it would just show how much of a coward he really is. Thinking about the fight made me uneasy but I had already agreed to fighting him yesterday. I still can't believe he had called me at my own house. Then of course Kurt had to fucking lecture me on fighting. I sighed, stepping away from the wall. I cracked my knuckles preparing to fight. 

I knew he was coming when I heard some people cheering. Everyone had already formed a circle around me so Mike stepped inside and we were surrounded. "Ready for this, Staniel?" He asked, deliberately calling me by the one nickname I hate most in the world. "I sure am, Michael." I replied, trying to annoy him but it seemed to have no affect on him. 

We circled around each other, weary of who was going to make the first move. It awfully reminded my of all my dates. Not that I had much. "So, what are your plans after this?" Mike asked. "Hanging out with your friends? Wait, you don't have any." He teased. "At least my friends aren't weirdos." I replied. I wouldn't let Mike get to me. I'm gonna stand my ground and win this fight. "Maybe I'll just leave then. You wouldn't mind, since your parents already left you, right?" He said, smirking. My eyes widened in surprise. How did he know? Never mind that. How dare he use my parents as a weapon against me.

I rushed towards him, tackling him to the ground. "You little bitch!" I shouted, my anger taking over me. I got on top of him, now punching him in the jaw repeatedly. "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!" I shouted at him. He shoved me to the side before kicking me in the stomach. I held my stomach, losing my breath. I lay there for a few seconds, getting my breath before standing up again. Mike just stared at me, smirking the whole time. I stepped towards him as we both came face to face. 

"Fight me you gay freak." He demanded. "Is that your only insult? You destroyed your friend's life and yet you still want to be at the centre of attention!" I snapped at him. His eyes widened. "You little-" He began before grabbing the collar of my shirt. Still holding the collar, he kicked me in the stomach before letting me drop to the ground. I coughed agressively, trying to catch my breath. He walked towards me, crouching down over me. He grabbed me by my hair, raising my head to force me to look at him. "You don't deserve to be in this world." He stated before punching me across the face. My head fell back as he punched me again. My vision went blurry as he kept punching at me again and again. All I felt was the pain of his fists, my vision starting to go dark. The last thing I saw was him grinning at me madly before everything went black.

~Kurt~

"Wait shit!" I shouted, only now realising the time. "We're late for the fight!" I said, getting up quickly. Max and Amira started cursing loudly, getting us some terrifying stares from  the librarian.  We ran out of the library, hauling all of our bags out as we rushed to the parking lot. A lot of people were already there, packed around the fight. The three of us pushed our way through the front of the crowd, seeing how the fight was going. Instead of seeing El and Mike fighting each other I saw something much worse. Stan was lying there on the ground, his face covered in blood. 

Mike stood over Stan, blood dripping from his knuckles. "What the fuck did you do?" I shouted, running at him. I shoved him to the ground in anger. I heard Amira and Max run after me. "What the fuck?" Max shouted at him. There were more footsteps heard as Mike's friends ran into the circle. "What the hell?" Lucas shouted at us. Mike stood up, dusting himself off. "Can you like go away? We don't want to fight!" Will shouted at us. "Oh yeah? Your 'friend' here almost killed my b- friend!" I shouted at him. "Called it." I heard Amira whisper to Max somewhere behind me. Will walked up to me as I stared at him. He shoved my backwards, making me stumble back before straightening up. I shoved Will back, making him fall to the ground.

After that, everybody from both sides of the circle rushed at each other, fighting. Everyone who was watching seemed to walk away, getting bored. I looked at them before I quickly turned noticing something out of the corner of my eye. Lucas rushed at me, knocking me to the ground. He knelt over me, reeling his fist back. He went to punch me but I shoved him off me just in time. I kicked him in the side as he hugged himself groaning. I looked around to see Amira and Will fighting. Mike was standing there, watching them all.

 I noticed Max standing aside from everyone else, staring at everyone. She had fear plastered across her face. I was going to go towards her when suddenly the world was rotating. I fell onto my back, groaning. Lucas looked at his fist, seemingly surprised that he had hit me that hard. "fuck you!" He shouted at me, laughing. Suddenly a loud voice was hear among all the commotion. "That's enough!" The voice shouted

~Max~

Everybody stopped to look at me, surprised. "I have had enough!" I shouted, my eyes getting watery. "You guys are always fighting! You have to stop!" Nobody said anything as I kept talking. "What's the point in fighting?" I asked. "Uh Well, they pushed Mike." Lucas said quietly. "Because he nearly killed Stan! Can you not see him nearly dead on the ground?" I shouted at him, pointing at the knocked out Stan on the ground. "You don't get a say in this Max. You always fight people." Will said to me. "You think I don't know that? I know!" I shouted, getting stressed out. I ran a hand through my hair. 

Just then, Eleven and Dustin came walking out of the school, stopping to stare at the scene in front of them. "You have problems, Max. You blame everything on your brother's death!" Mike yelled. "Don't you dare talk about him like that!" I snapped back. "We kicked you out of the party! Go cry about it!" Lucas argued. "Will's acting like a cry baby! He won't even tell you guys that the gate-" I started saying before putting my hand over my mouth, stopping myself from speaking anymore. 

"Before the what? Before the what, Max?" Mike asked me. "Max, don't tell them. You'll jut worry them for nothing and-" Will said before I stopped him. "The gate is open!" I shouted at them all. They all stared at me, clearly confused. "Yes, it's open! Will won't tell you for no reason whatsoever!" I shouted. "Why didn't you tell us, Max?" Mike asked me, rage plastered across his face. "I tried to but you wouldn't let me. Instead of letting me tell you, you kicked me out of the friend group!" I shouted, tears filling my eyes. All these weeks of emotions I was trying to avoid were finally coming back to me. "You guys didn't even let me explain myself!" I yelled at them, tears now rolling down my cheeks.

I started to feel a bit light headed and I got a bit dizzy all of a sudden. "What do you expect? You always cause problems for us! Because of you, El almost died killing the mind flayer!" Mike shouted at me. "Because of you, my brother is dead!" I snapped back. They all stared at me in silence, not knowing how to reply. Finally Dustin said something. "Max, that's not true, we-" He tried to say but I stopped him. "Don't. He is dead because of you all. Just admit to it and we can call it a day-" I said before faltering. I stumbled a bit, feeling really dizzy now. "Oh and best thing yet?" I began, shaking off the sudden sickness. 

"While you all were discussing about how to kick me out, I got stabbed and I have black veins coming out of the wounds that are making me weaker every second! I'm living in fear of dropping dead to the ground because of these- these stupid black things!" I shouted louder than I had wanted. Suddenly the world seemed to tilt. My vision went blurry and my hearing was muffled. I heard a lot of panicked, muffled voices before it all went black.