Stranger Things What Ifs

Chapter Twenty Eight

What if....the girls found out what the boys really did for living? (Mini story-continues from previous chapter) (Suspense I guess).

(Oh yeah....and Smut)

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Max has her legs tucked under her while she looks outside of the large window, the sun still being out in the sky. Her two empty plates are up on the table neatly placed, her not actually able to put them away due to her being locked inside of the room.

She wonders how Eleven and Nancy are doing, but her mind is more at ease knowing that they are okay. She keeps her eyes closed for a minute, her hands being on her thighs while she takes deep calming breaths, telling herself she is of no use if she keeps getting scared.

She knows around Lucas she will become nervous, that is a given, but when it comes to his words she doesn't have to cry about it anymore. They are in the situation, and she knows she cannot wallow anymore. Based on the warnings she received hours ago by the girls and Will she knows she cannot have anymore slip ups, for both her and Nancy and Eleven's sakes.

She feels a little better after getting yet another shower, her not having anything to do anyways but showers and just sitting here. Will brings her meals up to her then closes the door right back, then it is back to her own racing thoughts. Lucas purposely took all of the cords from the TV, that way she won't even be able to do that.

She is alone.

Alone with her own thoughts so she tells herself she needs to calm them that way it won't be so dangerous going forward because she knows how much she can overthink things.

Max looks down at herself a little, looking at the white little thin spaghetti strapped nightdress that she has on under her undergarments that comes to her mid thigh. It was all that was in the bag, it consisting on each different colors of nightdresses and undergarments.

Lace ones.

It lets Max know that she is not going anywhere anytime soon, that most of her sight seeings will be this window alone, and this room alone as well as the other one she now sleeps in, his little dungeon she guesses it is. It also lets her know that clearly he wants her, he wants to be intimate with her.

In which...her mind is fuzzy.

She is nervous, that is a complete given. After finding out what Lucas really does yes, it does relieve her a little bit to know that he doesn't just kill innocent people but at the same time he kills, she saw a man die in front of her by his hand and that makes her nervous. He killed without hesitation, letting Max know that wasn't his first kill and it won't be his last.

But at the same time knowing what he does for one's makes her a little less nervous then she was before, knowing he isn't just a cold blooded murderer. She cannot lie, the attraction is still there, whenever he looks at her in certain ways, tells her certain things or just the actions of a quirk of a brow or crossed arms.

She's crazy.

She knows it's crazy to be thinking about him in such a light, but she knows it is no point of hiding from it in her own mind, because she is about to be alone with her own thoughts for a long time anyways. Max puts her hair behind her before she puts it in a braid, her tired of it getting in her face. She looks ahead of her once again at the vast land.

Max looks towards the door when it opens, Lucas making his way inside and closing and locking the door behind him. Max goes to stand up while turning herself to look at him, seeing how he goes to take his gun out of his back and turn the safety on, him crouching down and beginning to input the code to his safe, putting the gun inside of the safe and closing it.