Broken Hearts ~ Stranger Things s4 fanfic (DISCONTINUED)

Bad ideas

~Max~

After a few minutes, Stan stormed into the room looking furious. "What's his problem?" I asked Lucas and El but they shrugged, not knowing either. "I'll go check on him." I told them, getting up. "Hey Stan, are you alright?" I inquired. "Apparently not! Go ask your fucking girlfriend what her problem is!" He shouted at me. "Jeez, relax man." I told him. His eyes widened in surprise, like he didn't mean to shout at me. "Just check on her." He said plainly, calming down a bit before walking away. I obviously knew he meant Amira even if we weren't together. 

Speaking of Amira, was she even with anybody? She's never mentioned it before. I felt a twinge of sadness thinking she was with someone else but I didn't exactly know why. I then noticed Amira herself on her knees, sobbing into her hands. "Amira?" I asked, running over. She looked up at me in surprise, her eyes widening. "Max?" She whispered. "What's wrong?" I asked, kneeling down. "It's nothing, it's fine." She said between sobs. I hesitated before pulling her into a hug.

She cried into my shoulder as I patted her back lightly, trying to comfort her. I didn't know what was wrong but I knew Stan was involved in it, and I would figure out why he made her break down like this. They seemed close and everything so I don't know why he'd do it. But I would find out.

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After a a while, Amira had calmed down and we were both sitting down drinking some coffee from the machines even if the coffee tasted like actual shit. "So do you want to tell me what happened?" I asked carefully. She shook her head slowly and I didn't press on. There was a calm silence between us before I spoke again. "We should probably go back soon." I told her. "They'll be worried about you." I told her, standing up. She nodded before getting up too. She was still sniffling slightly and her eyes were puffy from crying but I doubt anyone would notice. 

I wrapped an arm around her shoulders as I led her back to my room. Everyone was still there doing there own thing only now Kurt was sitting beside Stan, comforting him. They spoke in hushed tones but I could tell Stan was still angry about whatever happened. "Amira, did you two fight?" I asked her.  "Yeah but it's fine. It's nothing." She said, heaving a sigh. "Ah, okay." I replied, not wanting to press further.

I then got up, walking towards Kurt and Stan. "Hey, are you sure you're alright?" I inquired, sitting on the floor in front of him. "I'm fucking fine." He muttered, turning away from me. "Listen, you should talk to Amira. She's really upset and you guys seem really close.." I told him before he cut me off. "I don't care about fucking Amira!" He almost shouted. Everyone in the room turned their heads towards us. I could clearly sense the tension in the air and I'm sure everyone else could too. "Stan, calm down, We-" I tried to say but he got up, making me stop. "Don't even try and defend her." He said flatly. "Yeah maybe we were both in the wrong but go tell her that she shouldn't use my fucking waste of parents as a weapon against me." He sneered.

"Oh and you can use my abusive ones against me?" Said a high pitched voice behind me suddenly. Amira had walked up behind us without me realising, making me jump. "That's not what I meant." He said, heaving out a frustrated sigh. "No, I  know what you meant." She replied. "But fine, act like that. You get an excuse to use my trauma as a weapon but the second I bring up your parents, it's not okay." She told him. "We've been friends for eleven fucking years, Amira! Stop being so fucking narcissistic." Huffed out Stan. "You said it. We're not friends anymore you fucking prick." Amira said before storming out of the room.

Stan huffed out another frustrated sigh before storming out of the room too but walking in another direction. I now realised everyone was staring at Kurt and I who had both been left by Amira and Stan. "Are you okay?" El asked walking towards me. She put a hand on my back as I smiled at her. "I'm fine. I'm just worried for them both." I told her honestly. Kurt agreed with me silently. "I'm sure they'll figure this all out after this is all over." She told us both. Kurt shrugged before muttering about checking on Stan. He walked out of the room leaving only the original party. We all stood there in silence before El told me to go after him. 

"What? Why me?" I complained. "You can.. relate to him the most, I dunno." She muttered. I rolled my eyes before following after Stan. We weren't that close so I don't know what I could do to help him but it was worth a try I guess.

~Stan~

I ran out of the lab, trying to get away from them. The only reason I even stayed was because of fucking Amira. "Stanley!" I heard someone call behind me. I turned to see Max running up to me. Of course she is. The last person I want to see right now is the one who chases me out of the hospital. A small part of me wanted Kurt to chase me out here but I knew that would never happen. He's closer to Amira anyways. "What do you want?" I asked. I just want to get away from all this.

"Are you okay?" She asked me.  She seemed sincere. It made me hate her more. "No. I'm not okay." I told her plainly. "Come on, don't run away. You and Amira are really close and you guys should just stop fighting-" She started saying but I cut her off. "First off, I'm not running away. Second, We're fighting for a perfectly valid reason.." I told her, walking towards her so we were staring each other down. "And last off, the only reason we're fighting is because of.." I was going to say but I stopped myself. Even if I am angry at Amira, it's not my place to talk about her crush on Max, as absurd as it is. 

"Because of what?" She asked, frowning. "It's nothing, fuck off." I muttered, stepping back. "Why are you fighting in the first place?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. "We're fighting over the fact that Amira believes I  was the one who posted the article of you." I told her, letting out a frustrated sigh. I just want her to leave already. "Well I know you weren't the one who posted it but Amira told me you were in the photography club-" She started. "I was wondering if anybody new had joined or..?" She asked me. I frowned, not really remembering before it suddenly came back to me. Somebody was joining. Someone was going to be new to the club. "Yeah there was a person.. But we never met them since they don't join til next week." I told her.

She sighed, clearly seeing it wasn't a lead. "Thanks." She nodded. "Good. Now I'm leaving." I said, starting to turn away. "Hey, hey hey!" She called out, grabbing my arm and forcing me to turn to her. "We're not done here man." She told me. I rolled my eyes before shoving her hand off my arm. "What do you want now?" I asked her. "Can we just go back inside? I'm sure the fight will blow over and everything will be back to normal." She told me, smiling. Why the fuck is she brining this fight up so much. I frowned at her, my temper rising. "You weren't even involved!" I told her. "Yeah but I know how it feels-" She started to say. I stopped myself from laughing. She knows how it feels?

"So you know how it feels  to have your eleven year friendship ruined over some- some stupid girl?" I shouted at her. Her eyes widened in surprise at the sudden rise in my voice. "Just tell me what's going on! I can help you-!" She let out before I once again stopped her. "You're the fucking girl, Max! Amira was so defensive of you. She might as well fucking replace me with you because of some big fat crush!" I shouted at her. I could feel my eyes prickling as I tried not to cry. I had told her too much. "What?" She asked. "It's nothing!" I shouted at her. It was true. Amira has been my best friend for eleven years. My only  friend for ten of them. Now that Max comes along, it's all that she talks about. She's going to replace me and I'm going to be left alone again.

"I'm going home." I muttered, trying really hard not to lash out at Max again. I knew it wasn't her fault but I still hated her. "It's not safe." She told me. "With the gate open- who knows what's out there?" She stated. "It's just a fucking gate." I replied. "It's not though. The monsters that come through it are going to hunt for us. Once they figure out you, Amira and Kurt are also involved with us, you'll be hunted too." She said, getting serious. "It'll be fucking fine. You beat it before, right?" I asked, getting frustrated. She nodded slowly. "Well I can fucking beat it too, then!" I told her, stepping back. "Stan, that's a horrible idea." She told me. "Then let me go home and I won't beat that stupid mind flayer thing." I told her, walking away. "Stan, seriously! It's a really bad idea!" She shouted to me. I flipped her off as I walked to my car.It was just a standard black toyota but I loved it. That's why I never let Amira drive it.

I started up the car and quickly drove out of the lab. Instead of driving home, I started going towards the metalworks. I know it's a dumb idea and it could possibly be dangerous but I just want to prove that ginger wrong. She thinks she's the main character or whatever? Well watch me beat that mindflayer's ass. That is, if it's even still at the same place it was last time.