After 6 years, Eleven finally appears. But not the El Mike, Dustin and Lucas knew back in '83. She can't recall many words, or remember how to read properly. She's scared of people who love her, unable to deal with the intensity of their emotions. M...
A/N:- Please listen to the song above! It's Goner by Twenty Øne Pilots.
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"Ok everybody! Rap it up, the bus is waiting!", yelled Coach Macantash before blowing his whistle for the like the gazillionth time.
Max pushed through the line ignoring the negative comments she got and entered the bus taking the seat at the back.
As she sat, the dark red blood made its way out of Maxine's body. It oozed between the space between her fingers as she covered her wound with her shaky hand.
The guilt sat not on her chest, but inside of her brain. What Max had done she couldn't un-do. It always went like this:
Something would go wrong.
Max would feel pressured and she would go and slit her wrists and purge to make herself feel better and feel more pretty.
Then, she would feel guilty. Feel worthless.
And to make herself feel better, she have sex with Mike.
But this times she couldn't do it. But she had another solution.
Drugs.
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After the Police department of Hawkins exposed Dr. Brenner, everyone thought he just ran and moved out of the country. But instead, he moved location and continued to prove that people can develop and be born with psychonetic powers.
He moved just 10 minutes outside of Hawkins. It was a huge chamber, the walls - half naked rock, half polished steel - lined with computer equipment, electronic meters, machines that blinked and flickered with a life of their own. It was staffed by forty or fifty people, some in white coats, others in overalls, all wearing armbands of different colors: red, yellow, blue, and green. Arc lights beamed down from above. Armed guards stood at each doorway, watching the work with blank faces.
After Brenner's failed attempt at retrieving El, he was able to get s trace if her blood on one of the agents' suits. As he looked at the liquid, he soon realised it was blood, but it wasn't the normal red colour.
Eleven's blood was blue.
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As soon as the bus stopped, Max -again- pushed through everyone to quickly get out.
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Max walked into the Pharmacy. The bell on the door jingled, but nobody looked up. They were busy carefully filling orders, pouring tablets into brown plastic bottles, screwing the caps on. Slightly solemn, but probably incredibly stressful.
She slowly walked and looked for the cigarettes. Finally, they were on the bottom shelf. Maxine grabbed the pack, shoved them into her jacket and made her way out like nothing ever happened.
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Max stopped at an abandoned building and went upstairs to the rooftop.
There, she got out the white powder from her Jeans' pocket.
As she snorted the substance, her senses altered; the sounds around her became lazy and the light gentle. It was like a three dimensional world; Max felt as free as a bird.
After a time, she felt her high decrease, she wasn't so happy anymore. So, she stuck her hand into her jacket and pulled out the shoplifted cigars from the pharmacy.
Maxine puffed on her cigarette cramming as much nicotine into her system as she could. She inhaled slowly, her system responding to the smoke, and felt her lungs being wrapped by a warm blanket. Taking small, slow draws of the cigarette, she felt delighted, like she had never felt before.
