i lied || mileven

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mike's heart dropped. he made the quick decision to hide in his room, so he quickly, but quietly, shut his door and hid in his closet.

he heard dan's heavy footsteps walking around downstairs.

"ELEANOR. COME OUT." he screamed.

mike covered his mouth to quiet his heavy breathing.

he worried. not for himself, but for eleven. for eleven and his family. they were all in one room, while he was in another. would they... die? would he die?

"AHA." mike started shaking as he heard dan slowly walk up the stairs.

mike closed his eyes and tried to stay as still as he possibly could.

police sirens could he heard from far away.

the door to mike's room flung open. mike's eyes widened in fear as he tried to steady his breathing.

"i know you're in here." dan smirked as he checked under mike's bed.

mike noticed something sticking out of his pocket as he bent down.

a gun.

mike watched him through a crack in his closet door. dan started throwing random things off of mike's dresser. he started screaming hysterically as mike bit back tears.

his heart started racing even quicker when he noticed dan has turned around, and was staring directly at him in the closet.

dan smirked again and walked right up to the closet door. mike tried to move away from the crack, but it was too late. dan already knew he was in there.

dan pressed his sweaty face up against the closet door and stared at mike.

"you're... mike." he said in a low, raspy voice.

dan swung the closet door open. mike was on the ground crying, holding his knees to his chest. dan grabbed mike's shirt and quickly pulled him out of the closet and pinned him up against the wall.

dan got really close to mike's face, breathing heavily. "where is she" he spat.

mike glared at him. "i'm... i'm n-not telling you."

dan turned away for a split second before getting even closer to mike's face than he was before. "i said." dan pulled out his gun and put it up against mike's forehead. "where.... is.... she."

mike looked at the gun, and then back at dan. he wouldn't tell dan where eleven is. mike knew he had hurt her already, she can't go through more. dan licked his lips and breathed heavily onto mike's face again.
it seemed as if everything was in slow motion now. mike knew he wasn't going to make it.

the police sirens were louder. they were near mirkwood.

dan heard the sirens.

"who called the police" he pushed the gun harder onto mike's forehead. "i said WHO CALLED THE DAMN POLICE"

"HEY! OVER HERE, BASTARD." said a voice by the door.

dan turned around.

it was lucas. he had his wrist rocket, and was ready to shoot.
it was obvious he was terrified. his shaky hands could barely steady the wrist rocket.

"LUCAS!" mike shouted in surprise.

"you know this kid?" dan asked. he smiled. "it's too late kid. your little friend here is a goner. and little eleanor is n-"