Stranger Things What Ifs

Chapter Twenty One

What if.....Max has a nightmare in the middle of the night while still blind? (Fluff and Angst) (Picks up a few months after chapter twenty)

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Thoughts

Something Lucas thought would be getting more better as the months past by, but unfortunately it has only gotten worst.

At least for him.

Max please stay with me no no no no!

Lucas please help me!

Max we will get through this—

No! What's the point! I'm so damn tired of this Lucas I'm TIRED of LIVING!

Don't say that...

It's the truth.

Maybe I should have died that night.

Baby please don't say that!

Max!

Max!

Lucas gasps a little while his eyes open, Max laying besides him while her front is facing him, one of her hands being on his chest. Lucas first turns to look at the clock, seeing that it is five in the evening, him and Max deciding to try and get a nap in due to the long day that they had. Lucas can hear the TV going from downstairs and the voices of Dustin Will Mike and Eleven, smelling the food cooking.

Lucas looks down at himself, seeing his slightly sweaty skin. He breaths a little, him going to slowly get up from the bed. He goes to sit at the edge of the bed, going to run his hand through his hair a little while he hunches over a little, leaning his forearms on his knees.

It has been a few months, four months to be exact of the same constant thing. Almost every night Lucas has to wake Max up from her nightmares and he gasps awake from his own, thankful that they are always quiet to where it doesn't wake her. His night mostly consists of quick cold showers or just staring up at the ceiling while pulling Max on top of him, making sure that she is getting at least as much sleep as she can until she wakes up from her nightmare.

It's sad, because now it is not a matter of if they wake up from nightmares, it is a matter of when. It is why Lucas tries not to sleep most of the time because he knows he is going to have one and he doesn't want to wake Max or make her worry that he is having them, because right now his focus is on her until she finds a good place.

But the days are becoming harder. He wants to lean on Max like she leans on him, he wants to depend on her like she depends on him. He wants to tell her about the nightmares, tell her about the things she always says that literally kills him.

Maybe I should have died that night.

It's hopeless...I'll never get better.

I'm nothing but just a worthless piece of shit that's what I am!

Why do you even care?!

Why does anyone care?!

I'm tired!

I'm sick and tired!

All of these things she has been saying for the past few months. Lucas gets the irritation, he really does. Max is still struggling with the fact that she can't see and it may be that way for the rest of her life and that is something she really doesn't want to accept. So when it comes to that she told Lucas to get her samples and samples and millions and millions of eye drops and medicines that she mixes up and tries everyday, but to no avail.