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MIKES POV: After a while we decided to go to the Byers. When we got there Will immediately hugged me. I was confused but I wasn't gonna deny it.

Nancy kept staring at me and Will. I know she's worried. I'm okay though.

Me and Will were laughing about something stupid when the phone started ringing. Jonathan answered it. "Hello?"

"Uh, okay. Nancy it's for you." He said, handing her the phone. I watched her closely. We all did.

"What? Mom what are you talking about??"

What now?

"What do you mean you know?"

Oh fuck.

"Oh. OHHHH. oh..."

She gave me a concerned look. She hung up the phone and sighed. "Mike. We gotta go."

I shook my head, "Not until you tell me why."

Will and Jonathan just listend. Not saying a thing.

"Mom knows. She said she found a journal in your room or something. Doesn't matter. We gotta go."

My face turned completely red. That journal has everything. She knows everything.

"What journal?" Will asked, turning to me. "UGUHHAOHDDJ!" I shouted, covering my face in embarrassment.

"Haha. It's probably something gross right?" Jonathan laughed, making Will giggle.

"Yeah. Gross." I sighed, uncomfortable and embarrassed. It was gross. I stood up, and walked out. "Mike." Nancy said, following me.

"Are you okay?" She asked, getting into the car. "No Nancy! How could I be okay?! She's gonna tell dad." I shouted as we pulled out.

Nancy was silent. "I'm sorry." I mumbled. She shook her head. "No. It's okay Mike." She said softly.

When we got home we were greeted by mom and dad at the table together. The journal sitting there too. I took a deep breath and sat in front of them.

Nancy stood behind me. Just in case she needed to jump in.

"Mike. I always knew there was something off about you." He started. I grimaced already.

"You were a weird kid. But I didn't think like this."

I rolled my eyes, ignoring his stupid words.

"I mean I don't even know what to do with you right now!" He shook his head. My mom didn't say a word.

"I'm not gonna try to change you. Because simply I don't think we can turn back now. But you will not tell anyone about this. Keep this in your head, we can't have our family be a disgrace."

I was at a loss for words. I didn't know what to say.

"You cannot be serious." Nancy said, pissed off.

"This is probably all because of that Byers kid." My dad mumbled.

"Don't bring him into this!" I yelled, slamming my hands on the table. Just like last night.

"What do you love him?" He said, smirking at me.

"You know what, yeah I fucking do! And what about it dad?!" I yelled, standing up.

"Micheal please." My mom pleaded. "No. You're seriously gonna let all this slide?"

She looked away. Like usual.

*At the Byers house (no POV)*

The family sat around for dinner, Hopper and El there too for the night. Hoppers walkie started talking. "Yo chief."

Hopper ignored it, continuing to eat. "Chief!" It said again.

He once again, ignored it. But it spoke again, "CHEIF OH MY GOD ANSWER!"

Everyone stared at him as he picked it up. "What do you want?" He groaned.

"There's a notice complaint." It said.

He rolled his eyes, "okay, and?"

"It's the Wheelers house. Their neighbors reported yelling coming from inside the house." Will and Jonathan shared a look, El stared at Hopper anxiously, so did Joyce.

"On my way." Hopper said, getting up. Will and El started to get up too. "Woah Woah. You kids stay here."

Will shook his head, "No. It's Mike it has to be." Will begged.

Hopper shook his head. "I'll be back. You kids eat dinner."

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