Promise?

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Promise? Chapter 2

Mike P.O.V.

"Where is she?"

               At this point int time, I swear to god I am staring death right in the eyes. She has blood dripping from her eyes, has dust blonde almost brown hair and almost black eyes. She opened the door with her mind as well. She can't be... is she.. from the lab? Has she come to kill us all? Who knows. 

"Who the hell are you?" 

"Oh yeah. Sorry. Thought she would at least mention me. I am Dylan. I mean, they call me nine in my so called 'home'," she holds up her wrist and there it is. The tattoo. Just like El's. "Now, down to business. Where is she?"

"Who is 'she'," Lucas blurts out. I mean, we all want to know. 

"You have got to be shitin' me right now. The only 'she' you guys are familiar with. And no, not Max. Eleven. Or I guess you guys know her more as 'El'." She moves over to the chair in the corner and starts to take her hair out of her ponytail. 

"Why are you here?" Will asks.

"Woah, one question at a time. You answer mine first." She takes the cotton that was holding her hair up and wipes under her eyes. There is more blood on it so this must be a pretty common thing for her.  

"She is with us. Just not ...here..." Wow Mike. Great cover. "Now answer ours."

"I am here because something bad is going to happen and she can't handle it without me," she comes over to our table and she comes in close. Almost too close, "now, you tell me where she is or I can do bad things to all of you." We all back away except Dustin. He has been gawking at her for the past five minutes she has been here. We shut everything down and we head out of the room with her following. We walk over to our bikes and tell her to follow. 

"No. She can ride on my back basket part," says Dustin. He is smiling like a child on Christmas Day and so is this Dylan girl. I really do not understand. I roll my eyes and say "whatever" and get on my bike. We bike down to the cabin. They all wait at the edge of the trail while I go to the door and do the knock. She opens the door and smiles. 

"We have some visitors, is he home?" She shakes her head and opens the door. I wave me hand showing that it is ok to come in. They all walk their bikes down and lay them under the porch. They all walk in and Dylan trails behind. She seems...timid. Definitely not how she has been in the past hour. She walks in and El immediately runs over and hugs her. 

"Sister."

"Eleven! I am so glad you got out safely. I can't believe it worked."

"Okay?"

"Yes! Yes I am perfectly fine! You?"

"Great."

"It looks like you made some friends. Why are you staying here and not with them?"

"Cop adopted me. He is nice. Very nice."

She looks over to us. "A cop? You let her stay with a cop?"

"It isn't what it seems like. He helped us get Will out of the Upside Down and he helped El-"

"Eleven. Her name is Eleven."

"Okay.. He helped her close the gate last year." She rolls her eyes and moves over to the couch. 

"So. Can you explain this big thing thats going to happen?" Dustin asks.

"Oh yeah! The beast. It is coming back. Stronger than ever. She wouldn't be able to take him on her own. So here I am. Now I suggest you treat me well or I will not treat you guys well." She smiles a devilish smile. Dustin is smiling and can't get enough of her. 

"How do we know to trust you and you're not just going to take her back?"

"Listen... Mike right? Listen. I am here to protect you guys. I am never planning on taking her back to the lab. I am not even going back after this is all done. I m staying here. I know people who could shelter me. You guys have to trust me or this could go to Hell right away."

We all look at each other and I nod my head to the back and they all go there with me.

"Well? Are we trusting the psychotic girl or what?" Lucas asks.

"I mean, I guess we have to or we all die." Will mentions.

"Wait wait wait. We are just letting her waltz in here without even saying a proper hello?"

"Neither did El and we kept her!" Dustin says almost yelling.

"*sigh* Yeah yeah you're right. I guess we have to. One wrong move and she is gone."

We all nod and head back over.

"  Tell us what you know."

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