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"So.. Me and Mike don't know exactly what happened but Will left to go and get something from his room, and eleven must've been in there. He was only gone for about five minutes when we heard Eleven screaming at Will so me, Mike, Dustin and Lucas went to go and see what's wrong and she was stood there yelling at Will, and he was crying. She was blaming him for something that wasn't his fault so Mike took Will out of the room. Then we told eleven to get out and stop blaming Will and as she was leaving she told Will she hated him, and he said he wanted to see you so we took him here." She explained, and Will wouldn't stop crying.
"Oh baby.." She whispered, hugging him even tighter.
"Mama I not want her hate me.." He cried into her.
"She doesn't, I promise you she doesn't." She held him, rubbing his back.
"Does, she does!" He cried.
She sighed and looked up at the two.
"Me and Will can go and talk to her, would you both like to come?" She asked Mike and Max.
They both shared a glance before looking at Will, and nodding.
"Okay, I'll go tell my boss I'm leaving. He'll understand. Mike you know what car is mine, go and get in it." She told them all, and Will got up and walked over to Mike and Max.
"Lets go." He nodded, and they both got up, grabbing his hand.
They all left, now significantly more dry, and got into Joyce's car, Will in the middle of Max and Mike.
After a few minutes, Joyce got in with them and started driving to Hopper's house.
"Mama." Will spoke.
"Yes?" She looked in the mirror to see Will smiling.
"You love Hopper?" He asked her, innocently.
"What!?" She yelled a bit too loudly, making Will flinch.
"No, sweet heart. Me and Hopper are friends." Joyce smiled at Will.
"But eleven sister? So Hopper dad?" He sounded confused.
"No, Hopper is elevens dad. Not yours. I'm your mum, not elevens. Get it?" She replied, stopping the car.
"No. I no understand." He frowned.
"It's fine, let's go!" She smiled, getting out of the car.
Max and Mike both opened their doors, and Mike let Will out of his side.
They all walked up to the house and Will began to get nervous.
"What if she yell at me?" Wills hands started to shake, as he let go of both of their hands.
"She won't. And if she does me and Mike are both right here." Max firmly told him, and Mike nodded.
Joyce knocked on the house and Will started to really panic. Yelling reminded him of the lab.
Hopper opened the door and smiled seeing Joyce.
"Hello! What brings you here?" He asked her.
"My son needs to talk to eleven." She spoke, sounding angry.
"Why? What did she do?" He looked at her.
"It's their business, not ours. But I would like him to speak to her." Joyce demanded, and Hopper sighed, moving to the side.
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Ficción General"Mike so pretty! His hair so curly!" ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ Will Byers - Or '012' - is a child who was kept in the lab for most of his life, but he manages to escape it in the summer of 1985 and finds some kids around his age, but he needs severe help. Is Will goi...
