selfish - steve harrington

S1 | 4.1

missy laid with her head rested on mike's shoulder as he flicked through some of will's old drawings. el was sitting in the pillow fort messing with mike's walkie.

" i'm so sorry mike. " missy spoke up, mike continued flicking through the papers.

" you don't need to keep saying it missy, i said it's okay. " mike spoke softly.

" no it's not okay, you shouldn't of seen that mike. you don't need this right now. " missy sniffled, still teary from the hospital. " i'm so selfish. "

" i'm just glad your alive. " mike rested his head atop of missy's.

" i'm sorry about will, too. " missy looked up at her younger brother, she was so glad he wasn't mad at her,

" it doesn't feel real. " the two sat in silence, nothing but the cracking of the walkie el was still playing with. " can you please, stop that. " the noise stopped for a second but came back again after el switched the channel. " are you deaf? "

" mike... " missy spoke quietly from beside her clearly frustrated brother. mike ignored her getting up a bit, missy's head falling behind him.

" i thought we were friends, you know. but friends tell each other the truth, and they definitely don't lie to each. you made me think will was okay, that he was still out there but he wasn't, he wasn't." mike almost yelled, el stared at him blankly. " maybe you thought you were helping, but you weren't. you hurt me. do you understand? what you did sucks. lucas was right about you all along. "

missy and el sat in silence as mike let all his emotions poor out. mike landed on a picture that will had drawn of the party, he ran his fingers along the lines.

" so come on and let me know. should i stay or should i go? " everyone stopped as will's singing croaked out from the walkie. missy and mike quickly got up and ran over to el. " should i stay or should i go now? " el held out the walkie for mike, he took it immediately. " if i go it will be trouble and if i stay it will be double. "

" will, is that you? it's me mike! do you copy? over. " mike frantically shouted into the walkie. " will, are you there? will? "

" how the hell- " missy spoke up from beside mike.

" was that, was it- " mike stumbled.

" will. " el finished.

—

" missy, are you awake yet? " karen knocked softly at missy's door, she turned over wide awake.

" yes mom, i'm up. " missy pushed her self off of her bed as karen made her way in and onto the end.

" how are you doing? " karen spoke softly as she wiped some hair out of missy's face. " mike's staying home with you today. "

" i'm okay, how is he? " missy bit her lip in guilt thinking about all he went through yesterday.

" he's upset. poor boy. " karen sighed getting off the bed and picking up some clothes off of the floor. " we're just glad your okay, honey. "

" this isn't about me though, i'm alive and well. " missy got up and made her way over to her dresser. " stop putting the attention on me. "

" missy, i held you in my arms and watched the life drain out of your body. " karen held back tears, a pile of washing forming in her hands. " we thought we lost you. "

" well you didn't. " missy spoke bluntly. she didn't even look as her mom left the room. she sighed and grabbed her hair clip, clipping her blonde hair into a half up-half down style.

—

" hey guys. " missy waved as her and hailey entered the morgue, hopper and jonathan quickly turned their heads to the two girls.

" oh my god. " hopper jumped up and drew missy into a giant bear hug as hailey made her way to jonathan. " you scared the shit out of me. "

" gonna take a lot more to kill melissa wheeler then a few pills. " the small blonde chuckled pulling away from hopper.

"  i got the call out. you were dead when we got there, a second later and i don't know if we could of brought you back. " hopper held back tears remembering walking into the wheeler's bathroom and seeing missy dead in her frantic mother's arms.

" we'll talk about this later. " missy whispered pushing past him and making her way to jonathan. " i'm so sorry. "

" thanks for coming. " jonathan croaked. missy pulled him straight into a hug. the two sat in a comfortable silence, feeling each other's pain more then anybody could.

" ma'am, i need you to sign! " a doctor yelled out to a frantic joyce who had just burst into the waiting room. the four quick to get up.

" i don't know what you think that thing is in there, but that is not my son! " joyce turned to the doctor and started pointing in his face.

" joyce hold on a second- " hopper tried to calm her down.

" -no! " joyce failed her arms and stormed out the door, everyone calling for her. jonathan, hailey and missy chasing after her.

" wait, let them go. she's stressed enough. " hopper stopped missy by putting a hand on her shoulder. " she can't know about the overdose yet. "

" what, i wasn't planning on telling her yet. " missy tilted her head confused why hopper would be thinking about that right now.

" okay. let me drive you home? " hopper smiled down at the young girl.

" just like old times. " missy chuckled and made her way out the door and to the highly familiar serif car.

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" missy, perfect timing. we need your help. " mike rushed to missy as soon as she walked in the door.

" um, with what? " missy asked confused at her little brother who had a lost looking el behind him.

" dress up. " mike grabbed missy's arm and dragged her upstairs.

after running the plan over with missy the three got to work on getting el ready. mike and missy were on makeup and dustin and lucas were on finding some clothes in nancy's room. after missy was done putting on el's wig she gave her a big smile and sent her out to the boys.

" wow, she looks- " dustin started as el walked out of the bathroom in her new look.

" pretty. " mike stumbled, gawking at the prettied up girl. " good. you look pretty good. "

el walked over to the mirror and stopped to look at herself. she stared in awe. " pretty, good. "