sparks , lucas sinclair.

the letters.

firstly, i want to wish a very happy
christmas to you all. unfortunately,
i do believe nova's story is over
as i've had the time to close that
chapter and believe and understand
that she is dead, as much as you all don't want her to be!! and since i'm most likely not going to be writing season 5,

here are nova's letters<3

please note that if there definitely
is a way for me to write her in and make it believable etc i will!!!

who knows, maybe in the new year
i will write a new lucas fic with
hopefully a happy ending.

ONCE THE party was all together, reunited and surrounding nova in hospital, steve was the one to mention the letters. everyone had noticed that lucas was not doing okay. he didn't eat, sleep and hadn't left her bedside since it happened two weeks ago.

everyone was slowly withering away. despite joining the party later, nova held the friendship group together. she was the glue. nobody could even believe it was her in the end that was taken from them. it was never meant to be like this. it was just meant to be four friends playing d&d and living a normal, happy childhood.

but when eleven came along, and max and nova, no one can deny that they would do everything all over again just to see nova again. she was their everything.

steve walks in with dustin, who everyone notices now has bat tattooes across his arm in memory of eddie. he sits across from lucas, and carefully looks up at everyone else to see their faces.

even mike looks distraught.

"hey, kid..why don't you read her letter?" steve speaks softly to lucas. "she told us to read them after...after everything."

lucas's eyes are fixated on her, and he shakes his head slowly. "she's not dead."

"lucas.." max says quietly, taking a seat next to him. "i know it is hard to believe—"

"i don't want the letter, i don't need one. she's right there..she's here and she's going to wake up." he says again, squeezing nova's hand a little tighter.

"just think about it. we're gonna read ours." mike says gently, his hand on the letter he had been shocked to receive.

˜"*°•dear will the wise,

i don't really know how to start this. but i assume everyone told you about what happened to me. and what's happening in hawkins. i really wish you was there with us.

i keep thinking about the last things you said to me before you moved away. i'm sorry there was never a lova wedding. i'm sorry i lost my smile and i'm so sorry we didn't play d&d as much as we should've.

kinda a shitty way to start a letter i know.

i really miss you. i feel like you'd make things better if you were here right now. you were always the positive one of the group.

i remember when i first met you, you were so unbelievably kind despite what you were going through at that time, when no one even knew. i don't want to make these letters emotional but i'm so sorry i never visited you in california. i was always so...sad and empty after billy died and lucas and i broken up...and then i was too busy getting stalked by some veiny dude named veruca. just my luck i was targeted huh?

i guess i should have seen it coming. vecna feeds off high emotions. i was distraught for months, it was bound to have happened.