(3) Till Death Do Us Part (Max Mayfield/ (Fem) You)

-Chapter 4: Chrissy Cunningham-

A/N: I'm sorry I've been missing days! Been caught up in school work and I have a formal dinner coming up (Kinda like Homecoming? Idk) and rlly excited about that. Anyway, sorry!

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Eddie and I pack up while the others cheer before we all head out.

Still cheering, we exit the building and I notice others outside. Oh yeah, the championship game. I grin as I watch everyone cheer and hug Erica. "Would it be safe to say we have a new member of the Hellfire Club?" I ask Erica and Eddie. "If you will accept the offer, Lady Applejack?" Eddie says, bowing slightly. "I'll think about it." She says as we walk.

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We part ways, going home with a smile on our face and victory in our hearts.

I get home and fall on my bed, laughing to myself. "Hell yeah." I shower, change and fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.

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I wake up to the sound of the TV going in the background. "The hell?" I mutter to myself, wondering why the TV is on at.... I check the time. 7am in the morning.

I get changed, brush my teeth before heading downstairs to find my parents sitting on the couch, eyes glued to the TV. "What's going on?" I ask. "There's been a death." My mother says, looking at me. "A death? Who?" I ask. "They haven't revealed who it is...but it's a student at Hawkins High." My dad says. I run my hand over my hair, fear edging its way into my mind. "W-where did they die?" I ask. My mom looks at me, furrowing her eyebrows. "The trailer park."

That was it. I went upstairs to grab my things. Max lives in the trailer park. She's a Hawkins student. I have to go and make sure she's not the one who died...I...I don't know what I'll do if it's her. "Wait, Y/N" My dad says, following me. "I know I can't stop you...I can see you're really worried for her." He says, watching me as I bustle around my room. "I mean, we liked her too, but you have to be careful." He adds. I nod, silently zipping up my bag and slinging it over my shoulder. "I will...trust me." I say. He nods, leaning over to kiss the top of my head before I walk downstairs.

Before I make it to the door, however, I hear a knock. "Are you expecting company?" My mom asks my dad and I. We shake our heads, scared. I slowly go to the door and creek it open to peer outside...only to be met with my favourite pair of blue eyes, filled with worry and fear. "Y/N..." Max breathes. "Max..." I reply, opening the door wider and letting her in. "Maxie!" My dad says, giving her a hug. She stiffens, clearly not as touchy as she was before before returning the hug. "Hi, Mr Y/L/N." She says before stepping back. "What are you doing here?" I ask her.

She just looks at me, and I understand. It's not something we can talk about freely...it's something unusual, something only I'd understand. "Oh right, that thing. I think I left it in another bag somewhere...come, we can search together." I say before Max and I go up to my room.

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"Chrissy Cunningham?" I ask, disbelief in my tone. "Are you sure it was her?" I ask, watching the redhead. She nods. "Yes, in her cheerleader outfit. Same thing she was in when I saw her with Eddie." She clarifies. God, I can't believe Eddie is somehow wrapped up in this. I rub my eyes. "God...Eddie?" I question. "Did you tell all this to the cops?" I ask her, praying to god she didn't. "No. No, but I...I can't be the only one who saw them together. They stood out." She says. "Well, yeah. I mean, Eddie the freak and Chrissy the cheerleader." I mutter, sighing. "Damn it, Eddie." I say, grabbing my walkie. We barely used them now, only occasionally. However, we all swore to keep ours on in case of emergencies.

"This is important. Does anyone copy?" I say. "This is Y/N Y/L/N, does anyone copy?" I repeat. We wait for a few beats before the walkie crackles to life. "Y/N? What's wrong? This is Dustin." He says. "Dustin, we need your help. Can we come over?" I say. "We? Who's we?" He asks. Right...Dustin has been upset that Max and I split because he claimed we were cute as hell and deserved to be happy like him and Suzie. "We as in Max and I..." I say, looking at the girl who avoids my gaze. "Oh, she's with you? Yeah sure, come over." He says, but I can hear the teasing tone in his voice. "Copy that, be there in five, over." I say, grabbing my bag again. "Let's go." I say before Max and I leave the house, biking and skating our way over to the Henderson's house.