Her Pretty Face

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                                    [Max's POV]

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[Max's POV]

It's been a year since the Vecna incident.

Thankfully I woke up just a couple of months after entering my coma, well after Vecna was defeated completely.

The upside down no longer exists, it disappeared along with him.

Of course I'm happy about it. Me and my friends are safe, we can finally live out normal lives. Even so, I'm still struggling with my mental issues, and now thanks to me being Vecna's final piece to his carefully constructed puzzle, I have physical issues to cope with as well.

The last time I skateboarded was the day before I started hearing the clock, and seeing things. Even though my limbs have healed, and I can move all of my bones, I can't see. We were hoping it would be temporary blindness, but it's even a whole year and I still can't see shit. Awesome right?

I miss skateboarding. It's something I've been doing my whole life, I just feel...out of place without it. Useless. I mean how am I supposed to be the party's zoomer if I can't fucking see.

Me and Lucas decided to remain friends. I know he cares about me, a lot. As much as I hate to admit it I care about him to. Just...not in that way. Not anymore anyway.

Ever since I told him I was bisexual he's constantly trying to set me up with people.

It's always, 'Oh hey she's cute.' or 'Don't you think he looks cool?'

Sometimes I don't know whether he's trying to get me to encourage HIM to ask them out instead.

Even though he knows I have attraction to both women AND men, it totally slipped his mind that the one person I would even consider dating has been right in front of him the whole time. My best friend. Eleven, or now Jane Hopper.

I've always had some form of crush on El. Ever since our first sleepover something about her always intrigued me. Shockingly it wasn't her super awesome powers.

When we first started hanging out I was constantly smiling and touchy with her, really thinking about it that isn't like me at all.

It's like magnets being drawn to a refrigerator. As long as they're close together, they always end up next to each other, touching closely. That's how I feel when I'm with El. I can't help but feel comfortable around her.

Either way she's still with Mike. Michael Wheeler.

I don't know what she sees in him. He's a dick. He's always such a jerk, well to me anyway.

Even if I don't like her boyfriend, and have a slight crush on her, I won't get in the way of her relationship. As long as she's happy.

Plus, I doubt she'd want to be with a blind freak like me anyway. I have to carry a fucking stick around everywhere so I don't walk into shit. So embarrassing. I feel so useless.

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