The Reality

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Eleven POV

There was a small little girl with blonde pigtails standing looking up. Her back was facing us, and she was wearing hospital gown that fell down to her lower knees.
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She was looking at a small crack in the wall.
It was a portal starting to be created.
I looked over to Hopper who put Will down on the ground.
I walked over to Will to make sure he was okay, when i heard a small voice come from ahead.

Hopper POV

"Daddy?" Sarah's voice echoed.
I ran up to her and hugged her from behind as tight as i possibly could.
"Im here.
Its okay.
Daddy's here. Look at me sweetheart." I said.
All of this felt wrong.
It all felt like it was too good to be true.
That Sarah was dead, and that the monster was coming for me.
But i didn't care.
If there was any chance to see her again,
i would take it.
"He is coming." She said, her voice getting stern and loud.
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"What?" i said.
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"He is coming for you." She said.
Her head turned to face me, and it was purple and red, like she was being suffocated.
Her veins were bulging out from her face, and she was filled with evil and anger.
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I just looked at her.
"You're not Sarah." i said.
I wanted to believe it.
I wanted to so bad.
But it just wasn't true.
She wasn't real.
My mind tried to convince me that there was any piece of her left inside, but deep down i knew she was gone.
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I always knew.
I hugged her an embraced her for the last time, knowing there wasn't any way of ever seeing her again.
I cried into her chest, feeling tears sting my eyes.
I lifted my knife to her heart, and touched her face for one last time.
"I love you." i said.
Her eyes were beat down and dead. They were fully black, and i felt the presence of the monster inside of her.
I slowly pushed the knife into her chest, until i couldn't feel her breath against my face.
She fell over, and her skin faded away into dust that flew up into the air.
I watched her go by, slowly falling apart.
I cupped my face feeling fear, regret, sadness, and any possible feeling opposite of happiness.

I cried writing this part.. holy geez..😢 This reminds me of Georgie and Billy from It, and Tony Stark and Peter Parker from Infinity War.
Sometimes writing this story feels like writing the possible story line for Stranger Things season 3..

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