~ Two weeks later ~
I've been in the Wheelers house for more than a week already and I'm starting to get tired of not being told anything.
I sat on Mike's top bunk, my legs crisscrossed. I fiddled with my fingers, bored out of my mind. I heard the door open and I turned my head to see Mike.
"What are you doing?" he closed the door behind him. "Just thinking." I mumbled. "About what?" he asked. "Of many things at this point. About El, about my parents, about all that shit." I looked down from the top bunk to look at Mike.
~ El's p o v ~
I laid in bed as Hopper was making us dinner. "Hey kid, food's ready!" he called. I got up from bed and went out to the table where we eat. I sat down as Hopper put down two plates of pasta he made.
Then he put down a plate with Eggos. I stared at it No, El. That's for dessert. Control yourself. Eat the pasta first.
I thought to myself and quickly started eating the pasta so I could eat the Eggos sooner. Hopper chuckled "Looks like someone's hungry."
We ate in silence till I spoke up "Why isn't y/n visiting anymore?" I asked. Hopper looked up at me "What?"
"Y/n. Why isn't she visiting? It's been two weeks already. What's going on?" I asked again. "Well um... she's having some family problems." Hopper awkwardly said.
"Why? Is it because of her mom?" I asked. "Yeah. She can't visit since her dad came back to Hawkins cause of her mom." Hopper explained. "Oh." is all that I said and we continued to eat.
I wonder if y/n is doing okay.
YOU ARE READING
↳ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐨 // 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
Fanfiction"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 '𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'?" 🧇 This is a continuation of my book The Weirdo by @milesfairchildslutt so make sure that you've read that before reading this one, thanks! (this is still ongoing, dw. I just have very slow updates at the moment) Ele...
