•♡Should I stay or should I go?♡• Byler

Five

"It can't be... we killed you!" El screamed at the horrendous figure in front of her. She wasn't only scared, but confused. How did he survive?

"Yes daughter. Did you miss me? I see you let your hair grow out. And your friend group got bigger. Too bad you're about to lose them all." Papa chuckled with an evil grin. He truly was horrible.

"What... do you mean?" Mike asked, looking at him like if he was about to rip his guts out.

"Oh, if it isn't the prince charming. Sorry kid, but you cant save your princess. Not anymore" Papa knew what he was doing. He was going to make Mike blow.

"Answer the goddamn question, you fucking old man!" Mike yelled while El looked at him, worried.

"Mike, no. It isn't worth it. Don't anger him, please" El pleaded. Papa was dangerous normally, let alone when he was mad.

"Yes, listen to her, Mike. Or else I will do unimaginable things to her. She knows what I mean, don't you El?" Papa saw El, who was panicking.

"Dont you fucking dare put a finger on her, or else you're getting it!" Mike tried to approach her, but Papa directed all the demodogs towards him.

"No!" Nancy screamed as the demodogs all went to Mike.

Mike closed his eyes, prepared for the worst. But to his surprise, the demodogs just circled around him.

"I'm not gonna kill you yet, kid. You're too important for the new project." Papa laughed as El looked down; he wanted her.

Will touched his neck. To his surprise, it was hurting. Aching. Throbbing. Killing him. The usual sensation that he felt was stronger now, and it was hurting him. He felt like he was about to pass out.

Melissa looked at Will, worried. As Will slowly began to fall, she caught him and let him use her as support. He needed medical help, and fast.

But there were more important things happening. Everyone was surrounded by about five demodogs. But Mike had the extra ones. 17, to be exact. If he tried anything, he would surely die.

El's head was spinning. She thought... that perhaps she was finally free. Oh how wrong she was. She couldn't escape who she was. She would always be different, always be treated like a freak. Because she was one. To everyone else at school, she was the freak with no friends. If she was honest, the only close friends she can always rely on are Mike and Max.

She coughed a bit, slightly choking on her blood.

"E-Enough." El said weakly, making everyone look at her. "What do you want from me?" She needed to know, even if she already had a feeling on why he was here.

"I'm sorry El, but you need to say goodbye to your friends. We need you, for a new project we are working on. Now, care to join us?" Papa said, stretching his hand towards El, who flinched back. She was scared.

"Oh so that's how its gonna be, huh?" He whistled to more demodogs that were behind the van, and they ran towards Mike.

El screamed in fear. She didn't want to go back to the lab, she didn't want to leave Mike. Not again. But it would be worse to lose him.

"Now sweetie, come home to Papa, or your sweet boyfriend wont live to see another day." Papa looked at El with a stern expression as she watched Mike.

"El! No, please! Don't leave me again! I'll be okay, you know we will find a way to defeat them, with your powers!" Mike cried in fear. Not for his life, but for the thought of being alone, being abandoned. He hated that. More than death.

El turned back to Papa, who was pointing a gun at Max. Lucas gasped as Max flinched back, scared. "There's no way you can successfully save both. Tick tock, El, tick tock."

She bit her lip slightly. There was nothing else she could do. There were too many demodogs, and with the gun being pointed at Max, it would be impossible. She would have to give in.

She sighed. Taking a step forward. Mike looked at her, angrily, but scared as well.

"I'm sorry, everyone." She said before pausing. "I'll come back, just leave them alone. Don't hurt them anymore. Let them live a life without me. A normal, happy life." El was softly crying.

"Good girl. Now go to the van. Then your friends will be safe." Papa put the gun down, smirking. Everything was working out for him, as always. After all, Eleven was just a confused girl without him.

As El gave a step forward, Mike yelled. "El? El! Are you crazy?! You cant go back to him, not after how much he's hurt you! El, you're stronger than this. Please El! Don't leave me, please! I've already lost you countless times, and each time it hurts worse! I can't live without you!"

Will and the rest saw from a distance. Will felt so sorry for Mike, but also felt sad, for... himself?

El stopped, taking off her mint green hoodie, which now was covered in mud and blood. She threw it to Mike. "Tell Hopper I'm sorry, please. And Mike, please, live your life happily, but don't... don't forget me." What was it gonna take for her to realize that Mike couldn't live happily without her?

El trembled as she got inside the van. She felt weak, she felt helpless. But overall, she felt stupid. She had fallen for his tricks, lost in his game. Again.

Meanwhile Mike saw El disappear, and he felt tears sting his cheeks. He felt himself panic, lose his breath. It was because Eleven was his oxygen, he couldn't breathe without her. He heard a whistle, and the demodogs went back into the forest. That was his chance. He ran towards the van, screaming and crying.

"No! El, don't leave me! Please! Take me instead! Take me! Torture me, kill me, give me whatever you're going to do to her you selfish monster!" He would rather die than live without El.

He went towards his bike and got on it, riding at full speed. He heard Nancy yelling at him to stop behind him, but he didn't care. He was going to get EL.

"Eleven! Come back! Eleven! Get away from him! Fight him, use your powers! Kill him, or I'll do it myself!" He kept on pedaling, each time an inch closer to the love of his life.

He was falling behind. He couldn't do that. He needed to bring El home. He needed to give her Eggos, "The Wheeler Style", for her to take back to Hopper's cabin.

Suddenly, he felt a rock under the wheel, and he fell from his bike. He felt the blood come from his knee and his hand, but that didn't stop him. He got up, limping from his leg as he felt it burn. But there was a deeper ache, and it wasn't in his leg or his head.

It was in his chest. His heart.

His heart broke as he saw El being taken away, with the man who had hurt her the most. He had lost her. And it was all his fault.

Hey guys this chapter is kinda long oops.🤭 Also if y'all read the story and like it I would appreciate if you commented or voted on the chapters. (cuz i need motivation.) Also this story is gonna have a LOT of Byler angst in the following chapters, so get ready for that.