DEEP END ~> MIKE WHEELER. (BOOK 2, SEASON 2)

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

The Mind Flayer

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Everyone in the Byers house were doing different things, Jonathan was kneeling by Will who was laying on the couch, Nancy was comforting Jonathan. Hopper was basically yelling down the phone while I was sat at the table with the party, Steve was wrapping a bandage around my arm while i tried not to cry out at the pain.

Hopper hung up he phone just as Steve finished with my arm, I gave him a small smile as he patted my knee and stood up, walking towards the window to look out.

"They didn't believe you did they?" Dustin spoke up looking at Hopper while placing his hands over my shoulders.

Hopper Turned around to face us, determination covering his face "we'll see."

"We'll See"? We can't just sit here while those things are loose!" Mike spoke up in anger.

"We stay here, and we wait for help." Hopper spoke in a very creepy calm voice, not wanting to probably loose his patience with us. Hopper then decided to make an exit by walking away from us, that sassy idiot.

"Maybe Hopper-bear is Right." I spoke making the party turn to look at me in questioning.

"Why are you taking his side, Elizabeth?" Mike yelled lightly, sounds like someone is on their period.

"Well let me see. Michael." I spoke placing my bandaged arm onto the table "Did you just see Someone close to you get killed by one of them?" I raised my brow watching as Mike's angry facade was slowly starting to disappear "Or did you just get scratched by one? So yes, I'm agreeing with Hopper, only because I'm scared, Mike, I'm fucking terrified."

I pushed Dustin's hands from my shoulders and pushed myself off the seat and walked down the Hall, I saw Hopper wall into Joyce's room while i just walked towards Will's.

I placed my hand on the knob and turned it slowly before walking inside, I closed the door behind me and looked around the room, so much has happened to Will, stuff that he never deserved to have happen to him.

I walked over to the bed and sat down, the same with Bob, it was us who dragged that poor innocent guy into this with the Shadow Monster, we were basically setting him up for death since the beginning.

I placed my head into my hands and began to sob, I cried for Will, I cried for Barb, I cried for Bob, I even cried for Eleven who I absolutely missed. By now I was a crying mess.

"Eliza?" I heard Hopper speak as he walked into the room, I looked up and gave him a small smile, trying to tell him I was okay. "I can tell that you're not okay, so stop smiling at me." He spoke, crouching down in front of me. "What's wrong?"

"I-I just." I stuttered slightly "so much has happened to everyone, Bob's dead because of us, I feel guilty that I didn't pull him out the way. I knew something was going to happen, that's why I told him to move but it was already too late, if only I would have warned him soo—" I stopped as I broke down into a sobbing mess again.