Half love, half regret- Elmax

Chapter six

3rd person

The two girls sat in each other warmth. Eleven is snuggled up to maxs chest hiding her face from view, eleven has her arms curled up to her chest making them have a layer of sweat cover them. Max had one hand on elevens waist and the other playing with elevens grown out buzz cut. Max had her eyes closed, she imagined eleven; she saw her clam, peaceful in this moment, mac saw her unruly frizzy curls, as they got petted by max. Eleven has her eyes closed as well, she adored the attention and love she was getting, eleven was nervous about how she looked but every time the thought came, it would be petted away with maxs hand, like max knew what bad thought filled elevens mind.

Max had a few more days in the bell hole of hospital she was staying in, then her and eleven would be able to do this forever. Alone. The girls both are living their best moments; both are together and this time they both know that they will never leave each other again.

All good things have to come to a end. Maxs door opens with a loud creak. Lucas, will, and Dustin walk in; any conversation they had now a lost memory. Lucas stills in the door way mouth hanging, eyes watering with rage, the rage of betrayal. Will looks past Lucas's shoulder a light smirk shines on his face, he seems happy for eleven having known something was up. And Dustin didn't react he spoke, spoke his mind.  "Yoo can I join? I am really cold." He giggles jumping over onto the bed. Both girls sit up, eleven standing up and walking over to her things, max yelling at Dustin to fuck off. And yet, only eleven had picked up on Lucas anger; she saw how his hands shook, and how his eyes dart between the two girls.   Max and Lucas make eye contact, max doesn't know that though, that's when eleven sees Lucas break. She sees how he turns to leave, the tears that fight to break free from his eyes, eleven can't help but follow him.

"We will be back in a minute. Goodnight max, see you tomorrow."

And just like that eleven is off following Lucas into the maze of a hospital. She yells his name, she turns every courner he does, she runs to try and catch up. None work. The halls of hell are to full of its servants. Full of family's that had been hurt when portals cracked open. Eleven almost tripped over Lucas when he suddenly stoped; the hall had no doors just a window at the end with some arm chairs, the window faced Hawkins. It was raining, the sound drowned out all the pain, it drowned out elevens pants trying to catch her breathe after the chase. Lucas hadn't turned to face her yet, he stood still, almost stiff. Eleven walked up to him and yet to get place her hand on his shoulder; only for it to be smacked away. Now, a resentful Lucas faced eleven.

"Why. Why did you follow me!" He spoke, his voice laced with poison getting ready to spill. The tears he had once had vanished, and his anger made his face have creases, he aged into his 20s because of this. Lucas was not a person quick to anger, no. He never went to anger or any feeling of rage for that matter, maybe that's why this hurt so bad. Lucas only saw el for what she was, for what he had said from the beginning.

"You're a monster" Lucas spat at eleven. El stood shocked, unable to speak. Just terror. It was no longer Lucas speaking; it was his emotions.

"I can't believe you eleven! How could you do this to me, after all I've done for you! I knew what you were from the beginning and  yet I trusted everyone and you. But, I couldn't shake the feeling that what happened to max was in purpose, and what I just saw in that room, it proves my thoughts. It's you, it always has been! I know you're doing this on purpose, and I will not let you take anymore from me!"

Eleven couldn't hear the rain anymore, she couldn't even hear the cries of the family's. Eleven only heard Lucas and his lethal words, he spoke with truth and passion that eleven had never seen. He meant those words; all those years of friendship gone. Eleven didn't know what to do or how to feel, what she did know was that she is scared. Her mind did what it though was best in that moment.

Eleven felt her face go red, she felt horrible, eleven knew that Lucas was right, she is a monster. Eleven walked backwards, shaking her head, her hands covering her ears; she was tripping over her own feet an invisible  shoe lace triped her, eleven fell on her ass but only a second later she was sprinting down the hall way.
Eleven didn't stop until she reached outside, she panted looking franticly around her her ride home. People walking by looked unsettled by elevens panicked state, but kept to themselves; eleven placed her head in her hands. She whispered Lucas's venom to herself, she repeated the words over and over again, not letting herself forget his truth. She was shaken by light hand on her shoulder.

"Eleven? Are you okay?"

It was Will. Behind him stood Jonathan. They held pity and concern on their face. Both boys hated seeing their sister like this, seeing eleven like this made anyone around her feel her emotion; like it was them who was experiencing her pain. And yet, both boys now standing next to her wanted to never leave her side, they wanted to hurt who ever did this.
Eleven just broke and pushed herself to Will, sobbing in his shoulder, Wills hands rubbing her back softly and whispering soft truths to her, Jonathan now walking over to his car so bring it over to the front. Eleven in that moment really wanted to hurt someone. No. Not someone, herself. She wanted to do slam her head against a stone wall until her skull was collapsed in, her brain was spilling out of the wound. She wanted to cut a line down her body then peel her skin off, after she could start going at her muscles, pulling each tendon off slowly and individually so she would feel everything, painfully real. She wanted to gash her eye balls out so that she would feel it in her mouth, she wanted to make herself die a slow horrible death.

Being pulled into Jonathan's car(argyles), will still held her close on the drive home, soothing her tears. Once home she didn't give anyone a chance to speak about her mood; she just closed and locked her door. She slid down, bringing her knees to her chest, she folded in on herself. Her sorrow now sitting next to her, telling her sappy soft lies, she let herself lean her head on the door, closing her eyes. She had one last sorrowful thought, one she said aloud.

"If only I had stayed in that lab. Everyone would be normal and happy."

She finally slipped into the world of dreams. Finally her thoughts came to a stop, she just could rest; even if dream had a different plan for her sleep.

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I just wanna say sorry for not updating I just started 10th grade and that is my main priority, so updates will be super slow:( also that Lucas is still one of my favourites and we will see why he acted out at eleven in later chapters don't worry!! Sorry it's so short too://
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