hell and back

only the begining

personally I believe in fate. How ever I just can't believe that this is his or mine.
Before we were just watching movies and making fun of how bad they were. Just an hour ago I was doing his eyeliner and he was fixing my hair. An hour ago we were normal,
we were fine. Now, it's dark and gross and we don't know if we're going to live to see another day.

let's bring this back to 2 years ago
I was what 14 ? 15 ? it doesn't matter
I was surprisingly popular,
obvious not the most popular kid in school
but ,more popular than others
that was until I met a group of charismatically insane kids genuine kids. Mike Wheeler, Will Byers,Dustin Henderson, and Lucas Sinclair. When I first met them I was at Nancy wheelers house we had a project together bc she was retaking the subject because she didn't like her grade last year and felt like she had to do better. Anyway as we were working on the project her younger brother Mike was having a DnD campaign. I wanted to immediately ask so many question mostly because I had no clue anyone else played DnD in this shithole. I ended up talking to Mike and all his little nerd friends later that night when I went to leave. I had no clue that the one interaction I would have that night with Will would end up almost being the last interaction I would ever have with him.

PRESENT DAY
"hey, Y/N earth to Y/N"- gareth yelled persistently.
I snapped out of that memory to look at the curly haired boy standing in front of me. I looked in his eyes ,his big blue eyes. They were full of fear absolute terror behind them.
It hit me he's never been though this
He has no clue.
"are you okay ?" he asks me his voice quavering slightly
"Yeah...yeah im good... are you okay ?" i ask checking him for any injury's.
"where the fuck are we?"he asks.
"hawkins" i reply