i lied || mileven

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lucas quickly stood up. "max! we can expl-"

"save it." she glared at him. lucas's heart broke. "why were you looking in my brother's files??"

"sexual assault." el murmured.

max grabbed the files off of the ground. "i knew i shouldn't have tried to make friends here. you're all fake! everyone i meet is fake!"

"we won't tell anyone! we promise!" mike stood up.

"like hell you won't. i trusted you, mike. and you too, eleanor." she threw the files back on the ground and shook her head in anger.

"max, please just listen to-" lucas started.

"SHUT UP! ALL OF YOU." max slowly started to back up. "thanks, guys." she shook her head before walking away.

"I KNEW THIS WAS A BAD IDEA, MIKE." lucas yelled before running out of the office and chasing after max.

mike put his head in his hands. eleven started to pick some of the papers up and placed them back into the files. "it's okay, mike." she said softly.

"why do i mess up everything?!" mike looked up at her. eleven continued to pick up papers.

"you don't."

"no, el, i do. look, my best friend is mad at me, a girl hates m-"

"mike." eleven stopped him.

"what?" he asked.

"i love you." she smiled.

mike cracked a smile too. "i love you too. i'm sorry. now, let's clean up the rest of these papers." he said as he began to pick up papers and put them back into the files. once the files were back in the cabinet, mike and eleven walked outside the office to look for lucas and max.

"how's dan's house, el?" mike asked.

"fine." she said.

"do you like it there?"

el paused. "yes..."

"that's good. does he have any pets?" mike asked, trying to continue the conversation despite el's one word answers.

"pets?" eleven asked.

"yeah, like dogs, cats, birds..."

"no. no pets." she sighed.

mike was about to say something, but the bell rang, cutting him off.

school's starting already? mike asked himself.

students started to walk in the school in groups or pairs, talking very loudly. mike held el's hand so they wouldn't get separated. el let out a small "ow" when he did. mike held up her hand and noticed a big bruise on the top of her hand. "when did this happen yesterday?" mike yelled over the loud kids entering the school.

el pulled her hand back. "troy. yesterday." she said.

"troy didn't touch any of us yesterday..." mike thought. but, eleven never lied, so he must be wrong. "i am going to kill him!" mike said under his breath.