🛑if only i stopped her🛑

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warning: suicide

"what. do you want" Mike glared at me when he opened the door. "i-i'm sorry" i apologize. Mike scoffs, his eyes are red from crying. "you let her die"
"we all did"
"NO! you were the only one who could save her"
i look down, disappointed in myself.
"i'm sorry"
"i hate you"
a tear escapes from my eye.
"go to hell, y/n"
i slighly wimper but turn around and start to leave
"i-i-i wish it was you. i wish it was you instead of Eleven."
"i wish you died in her place"
i close my eyes for a second and then say, "that would've been better" i agree and walk away.

later--
i found Eleven when peering into the upside down with my mind. she was unconscious and bleeding a lot from the demogorgon. still barely alive. so i snuck into the abandoned Lab and opened the gate. i rushes inside and found her covered in goo and blood and dirt. i pick her up and get her out of there. i use my strength to close the gate. i'm a lot stronger so i have more stamina. with blood pouring out of my ears and nose i put my hand over Eleven and close my eyes. i focus on her and heal her. i let my hand down glancing a little bit at my number on my wrist. 010. she's alive and healthy but still asleep. i take her to Mikes. no ones home. good. i put her on the couch and leave a note for Mike.

MIKE POV
i couldn't stay out with my family. i had to go home and cry and mourn over my dead girlfriend. i head home.
i open the door and in the living room i see a body.
THE FUCK?!
i slowly walk over to it...
it's familiar...
Eleven..!
beside her sleeping body, there's a note...

Mike-
i found Eleven in the upside down. i healed her for you. take good care of her. she's perfectly healthy now... might need a glass of water or two when she wakes up. i hope this makes you feel a bit better.

-y/n

YOUR POV
i stare at the ground below me.
it's a high jump.
quick, and high, and then nothing...
a single tear escapes my eye
no one will care if i do this.
everyone hates me now
they'll be happier without me.
Mike will be happy. that's what i'm glad about. he has Eleven back.
i wrap up my thoughts and without hesitation i place my leg out infront of me and jump.

MIKE POV
"mike." my walkie talkie says.
"mike. it's dustin"
"hey Dustin, what's up?"
"i'm sorry" Dustin's voice is cracking and sounds sad
"what? for what?"
"you need to get over here. now"
"w-where?" i start to get worried...
"y/n's... she... well you'll see. over and out"

i put down the walkie talkie. something about Dustin's tone and the way he talked didn't give me a good feeling....

AT Y/N'S
"Dustin?" i say pulling up to y/n's front of the house. Dustin, Will, and Lucas pop up from the side of her house, all red, and wet eyed. "what the hell happened?" i ask, worried. "don't freak please." Lucas says putting a hand on my shoulder. they bring me around the side of the house.

y/n lays motionless on the ground.

"......no." i say eventually.
i run to her and collapse on my knees.
"nonono. this is all my fault!!" i tear up
"don't blame yourself. it was y/n's choice" Lucas says.
i hear Will sob, he was y/n's best friend. Dustin embraces him and Will cries into his arms.
"no no. you don't understand. she... she suffered from anxiety and depression and she told me about it. only me. and i did nothing. i did nothing to help her" i say, feeling like a jerk.
they just let me talk
"and she and i both had crushes on each other but when Eleven came around i just pushed her away" i sobbed
"... and... worst of all, yesterday she came to my door and tried to apologize but i didn't listen. i told her i hated her. i told her i wanted her to die...."
Dustin, Lucas, and Will's eyes widened when they heard the last part. "you.... WHAT?!" Will said, raising his voice. i never seen him that mad. Lucas held him back.
"i'm... such... a... douchebag..." i say
"she gave me everything and i shut her out." i break down in tears and a daydream enters my mind...
if only i stopped her....

i lift myself onto the roof. y/n not noticing me yet. i hear a soft wimper. she lets her leg dangle on the edge of the roof. she starts to lean.. i run to her and grab her arm and stop her. "Y/N!" i pull her back. her head turns and reveals her tear stained face. "don't do this. don't do this to me" "why? it's not like you'd care!" she says. "i do care. i care about you a lot. i don't like Eleven, y/n. i like you. heck, i love you. don't leave me. you are amazing. you are beautiful and smart and outgoing and funny. you don't deserve this. please don't die on me" i pull her into a hug. i hear her sniff and i do too. when we pull back i wipe a tear from her face. she starts to smile... the most beautiful thing in the world.
but then it fades....
"why didn't you tell me this when i was alive"

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