gorgeous [Max Mayfield × FemOc]

Chapter 5: The Flayer

July 3, 1985.

Abby Pov:

(your outfit)

we're in mike's basement.

my throat still hurts, because of billy last night.

el is currently finding hopper.

"where is he?" max asks.

"woods." el replied.

"woods?" lucas repeats.

"he's with... will's mom, abby's dad, and... abby's step-mom." el said.

"my-- my mom?" will asks.

"wait, my dad and charlie is with them?" i ask.

"what are they doing?" max asks.

"ill... annoy." el spoke.

"they're going to ill-annoy." el said.

someone knocks on the door.

"mike! breakfast!" mrs. wheeler yells.

"not now, mom!" mike yells.

"illinois? illinois, like the state? the state of illinois?" mike asks el.

"why the hell would they go to illinois?" i said.

el takes off her blindfold, and shrugs her shoulder. "ill-annoy." el stammers.

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i'm in mike's basement bathroom by myself.

i open the cabinets and found a gauze bandage.

i clean the wound on my arm, and start wrapping it with gauze bandage.

in the middle of wrapping my arm with gauze bandage, max walks in.

i look at her in the mirror, and quickly look away.

i continue to wrap my arm with bandage.

"is... your arm okay?" max asks as she stands beside me.

i didn't respond as i continue to wrap my arm wtih bandage.

"do you need help?" she asks.

i shake my head.

max sighs.

"does your throat still hurt when you talk?" she asks.

i did not respond.

"abby... i know i messed up, and i am so sorry." max apologizes.

"i just thought that... you were also a host, but obviously i was wrong, and you got hurt because i pushed you inside of that sauna..." max said.

i still did not look at her or respond to her.

"abby, please... i never wanted to hurt you. you know that, right?" max questions.