Can't Help Falling In Love. ~ A Mileven Fanfiction. {COMPLETED}

Part Thirty-Two:- Relapse.

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A few days had passed and Eleven had been attending group therapy as well as her own therapist to deal with how fast things had been going in her life.
On top of that, she was soon set to be going to school.
For a while El had been able to keep herself under control and keep herself busy, writing everything down about her day ina journal.

While Joyce was out at work and Will at school, the doorbell rang and El was quick to answer it.
"Lucas?", suddenly the teen let himself in and sat down on the couch. "W-what are you doing here?"

"You can not tell anyone."

"Not tell anyone what?"

"What happened at the lab. Your going back to school soon and if anyone ever finds out my life will be ruined."

"Why would I even tell anyone? It was an accident. Don't worry."

"Your right, I shouldn't worry. I'm sorry."

"It's fine. I guess, I'll see you Monday?"

"See you."

Lucas definitely hadn't stayed for long so he wondered why he drove all the way to the Byers' house so quickly. He pushed the thought aside and waved goodbye before getting back to Hawkins High before lunch was over.

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The same day another knock came at the Byer's door. No-one was there to answer it but Michael Wheeler had known thee Byyers for years so he knew that the spear key was hidden inside the shed.
He went inside and yelled for anyone.

"Will? El? Miss.Byers?"

Nobody answered so he decided to check the rooms, spending the most time in Eleven's room as she had left it a bit of mess.
As he looked around, he noticed a book left open.
He knew he shouldn't have been snooping around but his eyes just followed the words and the paper and eventually had read the whole page.

"El kissed Lucas?"

Before he knew it, Michael was already on his way to the Sinclair's house.

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He went straight to their door and knocked on it. When it was opened, Lucas appeared and in the background Mike noticed Eleven was present too.
That fumed him up even more.

Lucas was about to speak until suddenly he felt a force begin to push on his face.

"What the hell, Mike?! Why'd you punch me?"

El saw what happened and quickly stood up, "Mike!", she yelled, holding Lucas by the arms and gently sitting him down. "Maybe you should go."

"Maybe you should go, El. All you ever do is mess everything up."

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

Mike's eyes softened with sorrow when he realized what he said.

"El I didn't mean it like that."
He didn't.

Once Eleven heard what was said, she approached Mike and glared at him one more before angrily leaving the Sinclair's house.

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The whole actual reason El was at Lucas' house was because she had school the next day and just needed someone to help her prepare. Obviously, after reading El's journal Michael had gotten the wrong impression and so had Eleven when Mike carelessly blurted out hurtful phrases.

El entered Hawkins High for the first time in a few months and was fearful to find that she had been already surrounded by stares and gossips about her and Lucas.
She quickly made her way to her locker and had jumped at Michael Wheeler's presence beside her.

"El, let me explain, please."

Eleven furrowed her eyebrows angrily annoyed to see Mike again. She sighed before crossing her arms, "You've got 60 seconds."

"I didn't mean what I said yesterday. At least, it wasn't meant for you."

"Then who was it for?"

Mike hesitated as he wasn't used to hearing Eleven sound so harsh towards him but answered her question, "Myself."

"What?", El's eyes softened with him.

"I started drinking again."

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