brutal ━ mike wheeler

three. the mysterious death of chrissy cunningham

THREE━━━━
THE MYSTERIOUS DEATH OF CHRISSY CUNNINGHAM

stranger things;
season 4 ep 2

ADRIAN AWOKE THE NEXT morning to someone banging on his front door. The headache that was pounding on his head last night seemed to suddenly reappear in the matter of two seconds. He grumbled as he pushed himself off of his bed, not even bothering to fix anything about himself before he trudged down the stairs, taking notice of how his dad wasn't home.

He made a beeline for the front door, swinging it open with a cold look on his face. It was spring break so why in the ever-loving fuck was someone banging on his door at 8 AM.

When he did open the door, he was met with Max and Dustin, both seemingly a little distressed. "What?" He grumbled, watching as Dustin threw his hands up in surrender. "Dude, have you not heard?"

"Very obviously not, Henderson. I've been asleep, which you so rudely interrupted." He opened the door further and stepped to the side, letting the two of them walk inside. The two of them made an effort to not point out the mountain of empty beer cans that were on the coffee table as they did, following Adrian up the creaky old stairs. "So what is so important?" He questioned as he led them into his bedroom.

Max has been in his room a few times, but this was the first time Dustin had seen it. It looked ten times more put together than the rest of the house. "Chrissy died last night. She was murdered." Adrian stopped what he was doing mid-way while he was doing it, turning to look at Max. He felt his blood run cold at those words and the way Max was dead serious. "What do you mean?"

"It's exactly what she said. She was with Eddie Munson when it happened, so they're pinning the blame on him. . ." Dustin trailed off and Adrian already knew that there was more to the story. "But?"

"But we think it might have something to do with the upside down."

Adrian scoffed at those words and nodded his head. "Of fucking course it is." He groaned as he sat down on his bed. "We're picking up Mike and then we're heading to the video store to see if Robin and Steve will let us use their phones. Wanna join us?"

"Yeah, sure. Give me like. . . ten minutes." The two of them nodded as they were shoved out of his room. On the other side of the door, Adrian ran a hand through his hair, a string of cuss words coming out of his mouth like a waterfall. He had hoped that summer was the last of it, but of course he isn't that lucky.

He was never that lucky.

He sighed as he quickly got changed into some clothes that made him look at least somewhat presentable, a grim look on his face as he did so. He was glad Frankie, El, and Will were across the country right now.

It didn't take him long to walk out of his room, noticing how Dustin and Max we're chatting to each other, shutting up as soon as he walked out. "Continue talking shit, or whatever. Let's go." He grumbled as he grabbed his definitely not illegally made house key.

The two followed him down his stairs and to his front door. When Adrian swung the door open, he almost jumped out of his skin when he saw Mike getting ready to knock on his door. "Jesus, fuck!" Dustin raised an eyebrow and looked up at that, eyes lighting up when he saw who was standing there.