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0.0 | Goodbye Mike

No one ever thinks they would ever have to see the one they love die, but Mike Wheeler did.

"El? El, where are you? Eleven? El?" Mike trembled as he looked around the room. "Eleven!" There was no sight of her anywhere.

"This is just some magic trick," Mike thought, "she's here somewhere. I know it"

"It has to be. It has to be" He muttered over and over again. He could still sense her presents. You know that feeling when you best friend, or someone very special, walks into the room, and you didn't even see them come in, but you just know that they are there. "El?" He said once more.

Tears fell for his eyes faster than they were.

Lucas and Dustin were in shock over the whole situation. Dustin was breathing pretty heavily in the back of the room as Lucas wiped away his tears, which happened to not stop.

 Mike could barely stand, but instead of falling, he ran. Ran out the door, pass all the classrooms, pass the cafeteria, pass all the dead bodies, back to the gym. There stood the pool still filled. The duck typed goggles laid right next to the pool. Gone. Gone. Echoed in Mike's head. "You're not gone," He whispers, the grabs the goggles and stares down at it in his hands. One single tear fell on it. He was trying to keep it, the emotions, in as best he could.

"Mike, dude there you are!" Lucas most likely, but it could have been Dustin. "El, has been looking for you!"

"Wha- what?" After a few blinks of the eye, the tears faded, revealing a bathroom sink with water running, and filling the bowl.

This wasn't the first time he's relived that moment, but usually he'll live it out until he was being dragged out of that gym by paramedics. His own screaming snaps him out of his daze.

Yeah, she came back, but that didn't seem to fix that trauma. That doesn't change the whole year of mentally, and sometimes physically, beating himself up about the fact he could have den something more.

It actually got worst when El returned. Cold, toxic, dark, lonely, and fragile. She was barely breathing. Had almost no heartbeat. Was white and blue for about 3 months. All because he gave up on the idea of her being alive. Now she has nightly nightmares about that place.

She still hasn't escaped, not fully.

He let that happened. And he can't live with knowing she's in pain, but so is he.

"Mike, come on! El, remember." Lucas stated once more. "Sorry, I'll be there in a sec." And with that, he was alone again, cleaning himself up. It's been 2 years, get over it.