(Mike's POV)
I'm so stupid. Why would I let stuff like that slip? It's Eleven! How?! I really hated myself for what had happened. I scared the living crap out of El. I ruined things. Now my sister knows. The only good part is that I guess El trusts me.
We were sitting in my living room, watching a movie. Eleven was laying in my lap. My arm was over her body, secure.
"Mike?"
"Yeah El?", I looked down at her.
"You know that superhero guy?"
"Yeah. That's superman. He's cool."
"That's what you are to me."
"El. You're my superhero. You're my savior. Do you know that?"
"Savior?"
"You saved me."
"Oh."
"Yeah.", I smiled at her.
"Well, your still my superhero Mike."
Did she just say that? I'm El's superhero! A girl just said that! To me! Mike Wheeler! Wow!
I rubbed her arm a bit while we were finishing the movie up. She had her hands on my legs while she was laying down. I started rubbing her back too. I could tell it was comforting her. She finally sat up now, her arms around my body.
"I love you Mike. Don't leave."
"I won't El. We'll always be together, okay?"
"Okay."
"Why don't you go get changed? We should be going to bed."
"Yes Mike."
"I'll be there in a minute."
She walked off. We basically slept in the same bed, just not in the weird way. We loved each other as just two kids who seek more attention and care in their lives. Except, it was more that just two kids in love. We were soul mates. I knew I would be growing up with this girl. I know I'm gonna go through everything with this girl. El. She'll know what I go through, and I'll know what she goes though. We're gonna grow up together.
