Eyes On Creel

bloody nose

:☆: A/N; Holy shit! Thanks for 102 reads guys! Currently working on parts 10-12 as we speak
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Henry's Pov
"I'll be right back y/n!"
"Where are you going?" she asked
"The bathroom," I obviously lied
"Okay! Be safe roaming the halls!"
I blew her a kiss and gestured a thumbs up as an okay, I heard her giggling as I walked off, her laugh is adorable.
As I hid behind a corner wall to make sure she went inside the cafeteria safely, I began traveling furthermore down the eerie Hawkins hallway, it didn't scare me, nor was it typically 'eerie' but it gave off bad vibes, pass bullying, trauma, and jackass jocks who smell of sweat and faint weed.
I heard stern talking like someone getting in trouble, from the principal's office.
It must be Jason and the principal. I laughed silently. As soon as He finished talking to Jason Carver, in my mind it's Jason Jackass, but yeah, as he walked out I crept behind another corner wall, silently waiting for him too walk closer to where I was hidden.
As soon as he spotted me he had a glare on his face, letting out a chuckle, a smirk plastered on his stupid, stupid, face.
"Hey! It's Creel!" "The Physco of Hawkins High."
"Where's your little girlfriend?" He said smirking, "Up your mother's ass, Carver." I retaliated but I felt wrong for using her in that sentence. I regretted it but it shut him up, -for a second.
"She can't protect you now you pale freak!" Even though I'm like a shade darker than his annoying ass.
"Protect me?" I grinned
"She was merely protecting you."
I stepped furthermore, inching closer and closer to Jason
"You wanna fight freak?!" He shrieked
"God, have your balls not dropped yet?" I retaliated, once more
"Nobody is in these halls to protect you, Jason Carver." I stared him down blankly, beginning to ball my hands into sturdy fists, out of absolute anger.
I used my mind to push a vending machine against him, he looked quite terrified, he was not completely crushed, but enough where he couldn't escape without a helping hand.
My nose began to trickle blood.
"L-let me out you freak!" He said with complete stutter.
"Don't ever badmouth y/n nor anyone else infact." "Is that clear?"
"Yes." "Just let me out freak!"
"Why should I?"
"Because I'll call the fucking cops!" As I laughed I spoke in between, "You think they'd believe some teenage jackass, saying another teenage boy made a vending machine start to crush you, with his mind? I grinned
"That's why I fucked your girlfriend, freak."
"Y/n?"
"Y/n?" I repeated in an angry tone
"She would never have intercourse with a jerk like you, you're very immature and perverted, you know that Carver?"
"You keep her name out of your mouth, you disgusted me."
"Dude past-tense?" "You can't even talk right!"
"You know why it's pass-tense?"
"I can show you." I grinned
The vending machine crushed him even more, but he was still alive, I couldn't kill him, and have y/n experience that, or anyone else in fact.
"I might harness powerful strength, but I'm no monster." I smiled innocently as I moved the vending machine to it's original place.
"You're crazy y-you know that?!?!"
He stuttered, running away
"Bye bye little birdie." I smirked
I felt pleased as I made sure he wouldn't lay a finger on precious y/n, that perverted bitch, Jason Carver.
I walked back to the cafeteria, grabbed a tray of food, and got seated by y/n and the rest of her group. "Hey? You alright dude?" Lucas asked in a concerned tone
It kind of annoyed me since he was friends with Carver but at least he's polite, I guess.
"Yeah dude you have a trail of red!" Dustin said, handing me a thick pile of napkins
"Yeah I'm fine thank you."
Y/n looked concerned.. as she saw my nose as it bled. There was a peculiar girl, her name is Jane but they all call her El. She was eying my nose bleed.

Did she know?
El awkwardly waved as I had now spotted her staring in concern.
I also noticed they call her Eleven often, also.
Why is her name a number?
Is she the same as me?
Was she tortured by Brenner too?
Surely not, how would she have escaped? They've known her since they were in middle school.
My train of thought was soon cut short as y/n asked if I was truly okay due to the jackass Carver and his jock friend.
I assured her and her friends I was okay. And layed my head on her shoulder out of exhaustion as I had just used my powers. I haven't in quite sometime.