Hold on Tight ~ A Mileven Story

The Return Home (Part 2)

Mike's pov:

When I got home, I stood in front of my house for a minute or two. It hasn't changed one bit, I quietly knock on the door, hoping someone heard me. In about a minute to door comes flying open to my mom right at the door. She doesn't realize who it is at first, "He-, MIKE?" She screams, still not certain it is me. I just wave to her, (If you forgot, Mike is mute.) she pulls me into a hug and kisses the top of my head, just like I used to do to El, I shake the thought out of my head. "Hopper told us what happened, oh honey we were so worried about you, El came over a lot, she was heart broken. She used to sneak in here at night the first few months that you were gone, I pretended not to know she was here. She was gone in the morning, when I went in your room there were tear marks on the pillowcases, it must've been so hard on her." My mom kept babbling on and on about El, and the more I heard her name the more my heart would break. 

My mom finally realized that I was standing outside and let me in, the first place I went to was my room, not one thing was changed, well one thing was gone though. My watch, I remember taking it off before the accident happened. One things for sure I am definitely too big for my bed now, because when I tried flopping on it like I used to my ankles hit the railing. My head was sunk into my pillow and all I could smell was El's scent. I got up and walked into Holly's room, hoping that she was there, she wasn't. I wrote a note to my mom, 'Where's Holly?'  and walked downstairs, where my mom was making dinner. I handed her the note and waited for her answer, "Mike, you can talk your not 3 years old anymore," she snapped, there's my normal mom, I knew that lovey dovey thing wasn't going to last long. I wrote another note, 'I'm mute, they did some pretty bad stuff to me, but I'm not aloud to talk about it, they could take me back or kill me and anyone who knows.'  Handed her the note and waited for her answer, once again. Turns out Holly was at her friends house and wouldn't be back until tomorrow, so that's great. I was up in my room when I heard a knock, then my moms voice then El's. 

El's pov:

The second Mike ran away, I ran after him, ignoring the yells coming from Will. I had gotten to his street and debated on going to his house or not. A million things were going through my mind, what if he's mad at you, what if he didn't go to his house, what if it was all in my head. That was the big one for me. I stood outside of his door for about half an hour before knocking, Karen had opened the door, she smiled at me, "Hi El, Mike just got home, is that who your looking for?" She asked so kindly, "yes." She pulled me inside and closed the door, "Mike is in his room,  he isn't doing too well, he wont talk, something happened at the lab but it's probably all in his head." She said a little annoyed that her 17 year old son wont talk, I understand why he wont talk though. I started to walk up the steps I'm so familiar with, slowly, one by one. 

When I got to Mike's room, his door was closed but I could hear him pacing, he only did that when he was worried or nervous. I quietly knocked on his door, "hey Mike, it's me El," and almost instantly the footsteps stopped and a note slid under the door, ' Go away, I don't want to talk to you.' and the footsteps started again. "Come on Mike," once again the footsteps stopped, and another note slid under the door, 'I mean it I don't want to talk to you, just please leave me alone.' then the pacing started back up almost like clockwork, I was not going to let him block me out like this, I knew deep down that I deserve this, but I'm not going to let him shut me out. I tried to twist the doorknob, locked, of course. Wait what am I doing I have powers, I twisted the lock, I could hear Mike try to stop me but I was too quick. 

I barged in, "you are not going to shut me out." He walked over to the pen and paper he had on his bed, "no, if were going to sort this stuff out, you're going to talk to me, I'm not reading any of your notes." 

Mike's pov:

She can't just come in here and apologize, I'm not going down without a fight. If she wants to talk she's going to do it my way, and if she doesn't like it then she can just leave. I didn't listen to her when she told me no notes, she's the last person I would want to talk to, 'If you want to talk we do it my way, if you don't like it then you can run along to Will for all I care.'  I handed it to her and waited for her response. She looked up, and those chocolate brown eyes that I loved, were locked with mine. I couldn't look away, I tried so hard to, but I just couldn't help it. "Okay, lets sit then we can talk." She said breaking the silence. We sat there, and we talked, well technically she talked I listened. It was all perfect again, like I never left, she made me laugh a little, and before either of us realized, we were leaning in. We were inches away from kissing when Will comes barging in.