Stay- A Stranger Things 3 Fanfiction

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*Eleven's POV*

     Dad came home hours after I went to sleep. I woke up to the sound of him entering the house, and get angry. It is 2 in the morning. I open my door, still laying in bed, see him and glare at him, but he has a frightened look on his face. I immediately get terrified. What happened?

     "Jane, stay in your room," he says, his voice shaking as he frantically locks all 6 locks on the door, locking every window.

     "What?" I clutch to my sheets, and run out of bed. I cling to my doorknob as he closes all the curtains. He flips his head towards me with frantic eyes.

     "Brenner." I shut my eyes hard, breathing out of control, falling to the ground.

     That's when I wake up.

     I sit up, covered in sweat. Dad rushes in, looking scared.

     "Jane, you okay?" That's when I remembered screaming. I nod my head, staring at nothing in particular. I clutch to my sheets, just the way I did in my dream. He walks up to me and sits on my bed.

     "You okay?" I dont answer, just let the tears silently fall off of my sweat covered face. "Do you want Mike to come over?" I turn my head slightly to the left so I can face him. I feel frozen in my own body. I cant breathe.

     "Yes." He nods and leaves the room. I hear distant mumbling, but I dont try to find out what it is. I just stay in my bed, completely frozen. I remember last year. When my sister told me Papa was alive. How the man we almost killed told us he was alive. Is he?

     Mike runs into my room and hugs me. I hug him back, but we dont say anything. He gets up and drags the new TV into my room, takes a VCR tape out of his back pocket and shoves it into the player. He sits back onto my bed and hugs me.

     We start watching a movie called "Gremlins". It's a movie about little animals that turn evil when they get fed past midnight. They look a lot like what Dustin calls "demo dogs" and I shiver slightly.

     About halfway into the movie, I get exhausted, and drift asleep in Mike's hold.

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*Lucas's POV*

     Max is over and we just hang out. We play board games, talk about school, the usual. When I bring up school, she falls silent.

     "What?" I ask. She just shakes her head. "Do you not like it?" She shakes her head again. "Then what?" She crosses her arms and scoffs.

     "I think you know," she says. I try to think what's upsetting her when I think of only one possibility.

     Eleven.

     "El?" She nods. "What's your problem with her?" I start to get a little angry. She scoffs again.

     "My problem? You really think I have the problem?" I just stare at her, unsure of what to say.

     "She doesnt have a problem with you, Max," I shout. She looks really offended, which makes me even more angry at her. El has done nothing.

     "You know what, Stalker? I'm gonna leave, so you can continue being on everyone's side but mine!" She starts to leave my room but I shut the door and stand in front of it. She looks at me like I'm crazy.

     "What makes you think I'm not on your side? People are on your side, Max! How else do you think you're in the party?" I see a tear slip from her eye, and I immediately feel guilty. "I'm sorry. But what makes you think El has a problem with you?" She sits on the bed.

     "You're just gonna think I'm psycho," she whispers, probably intending for me to not hear. "If you must know, it was when I introduced myself to her." I feel appalled.

     "That was over a year ago!" I yell. She stares at me.

     "And she hasn't even spoken a word to me! Like, ever!" She shouts back. I roll my eyes.

     "And you wonder why," I mutter. Her mouth gapes open, and she rushes out of my room before I can stop her. I follow her out, running to get her to listen to me.

     "Max, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Just give her a chance. It's obvious that she wants you to stop hating her, so just give her a chance. You know her past, okay? She was never taught how to resolve conflict." Max stops a second, but rolls her eyes and skates away.

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*Max's POV*

     I think about what Lucas said to me. About giving El a chance. Even though I dont want to admit he's right, he is, so I skate to her house. Dustin told me her address once, and I remember it now as I take a right on Mirkwood. I get to her house, and i am walking up to the door when Mike walks out. When he sees me, he has a confused look on his face.

     "What are you doing here?" He asks. I look down to my worn out Vans.

     "I dont know," I mumble. "Is El home?" I dont know why I asked that. Why else would Mike be there.

     "She's sleeping. What do you want?" He asks it defensively. Does the whole party think what Lucas told me?

     "I was just wondering," I said as I start to go home.

     "Why? So you roll your eyes at her and give her dirty looks?" I stop walking and turned around. Lucas was right.

     "I was-" is all I can choke out. He glares at me. "I was gonna apologize," I whispered.

     "Save it," he shouted. "She probably won't accept it after all this time." I nod, and turn around. I cry as I skate home.

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     The next day is school. I think I'll apologize to her then. Mike's probably right, though. She probably won't accept the apology. I get dressed in a yellow tshirt and blue Jean's. I slip my Van's on and skate to school and stand outside the school when I see Hopper dropping her off. I walk up to her, who is dressed in a blue shirt and blue pants. She looks confused when she sees me, and looks to the floor. It was then that i realized how many times she has tried to be nice to me.

     "Hey, El!" She stops and turns around. Her fists clutch to her backpack straps, her knuckles white.

     "Yes?" I try to think of what to say, suddenly nervous.

     "Hey, I'm really sorry. For being such a bitch to you. That was uncool." She looks at me with the same empty expression. She looks down at her shoes again, and she leans in to hug me. She hugs tightly, which took me by surprise. I hug back, and the bell rings. She smiles and walks with me the whole way to English class.

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