Finding El •Stranger Things • ( ON HOLD)

Different Places

Feb,3,1984                   5:10 pm

NANCY'S P.O.V
I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling on my bed, twirling my phone cord between my fingers. In moments like this I would be chatting up a storm with Barb, my only friend. Well, WAS my only friend. I close my eyes, breathe in, and exhale deeply. I already know what I'm gonna do. That's not what I'm worried about. I'm going to that party. But not for drinks. Not for boys. But for Barb. I want to get Justice for her. The thing that's worrying me is how. "RIIIIING!" I open my eyes and answer my phone. "Hello?"
"Nancy?" It's Jonathan.
"Jonathan? What's wrong?"
" I-i-i don't know. It's will. You need to come to the hospital now."
"O-okay. I'm heading there now."
"Ok."
I hang up the phone and snatch my jacket. I head towards the kitchen and see my mom chopping up onions. "Hey I'm borrowing the car."
"Uhm, no you're not."
"What! Why not?"
"Because you're an amateur. I can't risk you crashing it. Why do you need it anyways?"
I think. I can't have mom going she'll do something stupid.
"For an assembly. For... Barb."
"Oh really?"
"Yes. Mom please let me go. It's barb. She was my friend!"
"Fine. But you must be back here by at least 9. And be careful."
"Thanks." I grab the keys off the counter and start heading out the door.
"Nancy wait!"
"What?"
"Have you seen Mike?"
"No." I close the door behind me and head to my car.

JONATHAN'S P.O.V
I stare at Will, with tears in my eyes. The doctors have tried pills and shots, but nothing is waking him up. Joyce has been crying ever since she found him. We're waiting for the doctor to come and tell us what's wrong. His eyelids are fluttering, so I know he's okay. He just won't respond to us. "Cmon Will.. hang In there." I whisper.

WILL'S P.O.V
"Cmon Will.. hang In there." Jonathan? I look up from the spot I was sitting at the dark sky. "Jonathan? I'm here Jonathan.. I'm hanging on." But my words feel empty.
"I'm sorry... Will." 12 was sitting next to me. I'm so confused. I don't know what's going on. "Please 12.... tell me how to get out of here." She looks down. "Do you know how to get out of here?" She looks up and shakes her head. "Dammit... DAMMIT!" I start to cry. I can't help it. I feel so lost again. 12 looks upset, like she didn't mean to do this to me. "And what do you mean we're finally "connected." "WHAT DOES THAT MEAN!" she looks at me and says "different places."
"What?"
"We've been to a different place... together."
"This place?"
She shakes her head.
"Then what place?"
"Bad place..."
I think of when I threw up the slugs in my bathroom.
"Is it a yucky place? Like with goop everywhere?"
Her eyes lit up and she nodded her head yes.
"I was trapped.. in this place. But I didn't see you."
She shook her head.
"What?"
"Watching."
"You were watching me?"
She shook her head up and down. I look around. Nope. This is definitely not the place I was at.
"So if we haven't connected here before.. how do you know what this place is?"
She looks in my eyes. She then taps her forehead, and then reaches out her finger and taps mine. What the hell does that mean? I was going to ask her, but she looked tired, and honestly I was too. I didn't feel like asking any questions. I lay down on the ground. I look around. I will get out of here.

JONATHAN'S P.O.V
Will has been squirming around and mumbling, which is good because I can mark coma off the list. Dustin and Lucas are waiting in the lobby scared as hell. I hear a light tapping on our door and finally the doctor walks in. "It's about time!" My mom says. I look at her as if to say "calm down." The doctor sits down in a chair and stares at his clipboard for an abnormally long time. "Well what is it?" My mom says. Once again, I give her that look. After a moment he looked up, looked back down, and back up again. "Actually.. we don't know." He says. "What do you mean you don't know?!" My mom yells and I let her because I'm wondering the same question. "He's not in a coma because he reacts to pain... but for some reason he's not waking up." He says.
"Come on doctor give us something..."
"I'm sorry. You're son is going through a medical phenomenon. We've never had a case like his before. One thing we did notice is increased heart rate. But we're not sure why that's happening either. We do have a theory though.." me and my mom look at each other then back at the doctor. "We feel as if he's trapped inside his own body. Like he's dreaming, but he's also half in reality. He can hear and feel things, but he can't speak or move his body. Almost like sleep paralysis except with his eyes closed."
"Is there anything we can do?" I ask.
"I'm afraid not. You'll just have to wait until he wakes up from this nightmare."
I hear my mom start crying.
"I'm so sorry mame, there's nothing more we can do. But you have my permission to keep him here as long as you'll like."
He then walks out the room. I walk over to my mom and pull her into a hug. I can't help but cry myself. "I love you Will.."

NANCY'S P.O.V
I arrive at the hospital a few minutes later. I walk into the lobby and automatically see Dustin and Lucas. Lucas was leaning up against Dustin, and Dustin was staring straight ahead and tapping his foot. Lucas looked dazed, and a flash of worry fell upon me. I walked up to them. "Hey Dustin, what's wrong with Lucas?" Dustin looked up at me. "He got in a bad fight with Mike. He hit him across the head like 5 times." "Mike did?" Dustin nodded. I'm surprised. I didn't know Mike could do something like that. "Will he be okay?" I ask. Dustin shrugged. "I honestly don't know. I'm just worried about Will."
"What happened to him?"
"It's hard to explain. So much crazy shi- uh stuff... happened and he passed out and now he's not waking up."
"Oh my god."
"Yeah I know. Mental."
I walk up to the front desk. "How may I help you?" Asks a groggy employee. "Uhm what room would patient Will Byers be in?"
"And who are you"
"I'm his friends sister."
"Name please."
"Nancy wheeler."
"Hold on a moment." She picks up a telephone and dials a number. I'm tapping my foot impatiently. I just want to see Jonathan. "Hey I have a Nancy Wheeler wanting to visit Will Byers.. yes.... mhmm.... okay.. thank you. Bye"
"Second floor, third door on your right."
"Thanks." I say before heading up the stairs. I finally reach the room and walk in. The first person I see is Jonathan. I run in and give him a hug. While in his arms I say "I'm so sorry.."
"Yeah.. it's okay." We unlock and I walk over to where Will was laying.. "I know what happened. Dustin explained to me." Joyce started crying. "I'm sorry this happened Mrs. Byers.."
"Thanks sweetie." She said in a shaky voice. I look up at Jonathan. "Is there nothing they can do?" He shook his head no. I look back at Will and grab his hand. "Oh Will..."

MIKE'S P.O.V
I bike silently back home and quietly enter the basement. I don't want to deal with my mom just yet. I go to my mirror and look at my eye. It swollen bad, and starting to turn purple. I shouldn't have fought him. He might never forgive me. And I still want to be his friend. Why do I do these things? Being without El has turned me into someone I'm not. El kept me sane. Now she's not here anymore. But it's okay , because I know she's alive. I'm going to find her. I'm going to find el. I go to take my backpack off but I pull back to feel my hands stinging. I look at my hands. I forgot about the cuts. I go in the back corner of my room and rummage through a cardboard box. "Gotcha." I pull out a bottle of rubbing alcohol. My mom would always use it on me whenever I got a cut from play fighting. I hated it because it stung so bad. But I don't care about pain right now. I go over to a towel and twisted the lid off. I slowly pour the substance over my hands. It stung so fucking bad. I grit my teeth at the pain. After all I've done today, I felt like I deserved that pain. After I was done pouring, I bandage up my hands and lay in els fort. I still remember our conversation here. "Night Mike." It still rings through my head. I was so little then. I pick up her pillow and hold it against me. I sigh. I then closed my eyes really hard. "Hello el, it's me.. Mike." I mumble to myself. I doubt she will hear me but it's worth a try. "I miss you... oh I miss you so much. You make me so happy." "I know you're probably not listening to me, but if you somehow are... just know that I'm coming. I'm coming for you. No one will stop me. I love you el.. so much.." I feel tears form in my eyes. I open my eyes and close them again. *sigh* "just.. if you're out there.. please...give me a sign." I wait a few seconds then open my eyes. I sit up and stare at the pillow. "Mike..." I look up. What? I look around. Mike.. you're going crazy. "Mike.." it sounded closer. "Mike." Okay. Maybe I'm not going crazy. "E-el?" "MIKE! IM HERE MIKE!" I turn around. In the wall beside me there were two small hand prints pushing through the wall.

END OF CHAPTER. This chapter took me the longest to write out of all of them so far. I'm sorry for the mileven feels lol. Stay tuned for next chapter.. (sorry if they're any typos :( )

QOTD: Favorite ST episode?

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