Eleven.
He misses me. I miss him, too.
I wish there was a way to get out, I want to go back to his house. It's the only home I know.
I can get out, really, I just don't think I'll have enough energy.
There's a hole in a tree that is the only gate left. I could open it if I tried, but that doesn't mean I could make it out. I would be too drained.
I want to leave. I'm all alone down here. There's no threat, I killed the demogorgon. I just can't find a way out.
I walked back to Mike's house after he left. I actually don't count it as his house, it's the Upside Down kind. But it's where I sleep.
I still sleep in the fort he made me. It's the only thing that moved over into this world. I'd love to sleep in a real bed.
When I got to the door that led into his basement, I stopped. I do this a lot. I look inside and pretend I'm at his real house.
I laid my hand on the door and got even more sad. I can't really lose the energy, but I started crying anyway.
Then I got mad.
I hit the door really hard with my hand, and started crying harder.
"El, I'm here." I heard Mike's voice echo through the open world I was in. It hurt, I'm hurting.
I need to leave. I'm leaving.
I walked inside and noticed Mike put lights up on my fort. I walked over and made them blink quickly before turning around and leaving again.
I'm getting out.
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✓ Wake Up, Mike ⇔ Mileven {1st - "Wake Up, Mike" Trilogy}
FanfictionLife for Mike Wheeler was hard, living with and hiding a girl that could do supernatural things. A constant battle. But life was even harder when she was gone. And he'd choose the dangerous life of Eleven, over her absence, any day. ...