Play With Fire

Christmas Dinner

ONE MONTH LATER:
WILL'S POV:

"DINNERS READY!" My mom shouts from downstairs." COMING!" I yell back.

I can't believe i'm home. I'm surprised i lived. I walk downstairs along with my brother and Y/N. I met Y/N earlier this month. He's a little slow, but he's nice. When he wants to be at least. Mom says he's moving in with us. Of course i don't mind. I like him. And i'm just glad to be home.

As we all enter the kitchen, our mom turned to look at us. "Go wash your hands." We all groan in frustration and go wash our hands. I walk into the bathroom. And while i'm washing my hands I feel worried. I look around my bathroom. And start having flashbacks of the 'Upside down' I zone back out and realize i'm still at home. 'You're not in the upside down anymore Will. You're home and you're safe.'

I finish washing my hands and walk into the kitchen where everyone's already seated. I sit down in my chair."Sooo, Can we eat or no?" Y/N says pointing to his plate. We all chuckle and mom nods. And we all start eating. Everything is back to normal. Hopefully.

Y/N's POV:

I sit down waiting for Will to come sit down. When he walks in i can see something in his eyes. He looks frightened by something. 'I mean he just got of hell itself , what do you think Y/N' I roll my eyes at my own stupidity.

Will sits down and we all just sit there. I'm hungry i want to eat. "Sooo, can we eat or no?" I pointed to my plate. They all chuckle and Joyce nods. We start eating. Everything will be normal from now on. Hopefully.

No more crazy moms and cops talking to lights, no more missing people, no more demogorgans, and no more Jonathan taking stalker-ish pictures. I laugh to myself. "What?" Jonathan asks me. I shake my head and we go back to eating.