blue and yellow, together again. || byler

2. cranberry sauce

the three of us walk down to the dinner table, and el looks like shes in pain.
"you ok el?" i ask her.
"y-yea just a stomach ache." she says.
im concerned. it looks like it hurts.

at each seat theres a napkin with a name on it, i walk around trying to find my seat and just to my luck, im inbetween mike and el.

i sit down and mike and el follow. mrs. wheeler brings the turkey out. its GIGANTIC. it looks like its on steroids. my mouth waters.

she sets the turkey down and sits back down. we all start grabbing at the turkey like starved animals. i also grab stuffing and cranberry sauce. els a super picky eater, so she just takes some turkey.

"ow!" she exclaims while grabbing her stomach.
"you ok sweetie?" joyce says.
"y-yea, just a stomach ache. i probably just need to eat." she says while picking up her turkey leg.

i take a bite of my turkey. i got the light meat, which is my favorite. its the best on sandwhiches. mike got dark meat. we continue eating and el wails in pain.

"el! are you sure your ok?" my mom says.
"yea um. ill just be right back-" she says while standing up. i notice a medium sized dark red stain on her dress.

"el, you didnt get any cranberry sauce did you? it looks like you sat in it!" mike says.

joyce looks shocked. me and jonathan exchange a look. i slap mike on the shoulder.

"thats not cranberry sauce mike.." i whisper to him.
"huh?" he says, and then slowly realizes.
"oh." he says.
"yea."

joyce walks over to el and drags her to the bathroom. she has tears in her eyes.

hoppers just sitting there. the tables gone silent.

mom peaks her head out of the downstairs bathroom and says
"im gonna take el home, continue dinner."
she walks out with el, whose eyes are watery. mom took her button up off and el wrapped it around her waist.

mom and el leave.

"what the hell just happened..." mike says quietly.

i eat dinner as fast as possible so i can get the hell out of there.

"um, im done... can i put my plate in the sink?" i say.
mike hears me and takes his last bite.
"me too." he says
"ofcourse." mrs. wheeler says.

i put my plate in the sink, followed by mike.
"hey, um. wanna go up in my room?" he askes with a smile.
"um, sure." i say.
why does he suddenly wanna hang out with me?

we walk into his room. he sits down on his bed and pats it, signaling i should sit down. i hop onto his tall bed.

"so, uhh..." he says
"look, im really sorry for being a jerk. you were right. whenever els around i act like no one else exists, and im sorry. ive been trying to work on that these last couple of months while you were gone." he continues.

"its fine, mike. i was being way out of line. i flipped out on you. its not your fault." i say with a smile.

he smiles back.

this is nice. but it makes me wanna die, because i know that ill never have him.
he'll always belong to her. to my sister. the pretty sibling.

"will, cmon! were going home." jonathan says.

i get off of mikes bed.

"bye." i say.

"wait! can we... hangout soon?" he asks.

"maybe." i reply.
he smiles.

i dont intend on hanging out with him. i lied earlier. hes a jerk. he hurt me and i still love him and hes going to continue to hurt me.

i walk out of his room and downstairs. i walk outside with jonathan and hopper. now we have to wait for my mom to come pick us up.

a few minutes later she pulls up. hopper sits in the front and i sit behind him in the back, next to jonathan.
im so happy were finally going home.

we get home and i flop onto my bed and grab the walkman on my nightstand. i start listening to music and drifting off to sleep. its only 7 but im exhausted. maybe from the turkey, or maybe from having to see mike and my sister flirt.