𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄
a stranger things fanfic!
❝ I LIKE YOU, IVE LIKED YOU SINCE
WILLS HOUSE ❞
𝘐𝘕 𝘞𝘏𝘐𝘊𝘏 natalie d'angelo and her
family move to a small town in hawkins
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NATALIE D'ANGELO
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the next forty five minute, almost an hour, consists of us cleaning out the byers shed, tossing everything onto the spiky grass in their backyard.
some of us staple and duct-tale pieces of aluminum and cardboard to the inside of the shed and the different parts of furniture we plan on using. this is to prevent will of knowing where he is, this will help us keep the demo dogs from finding and killing us.
when i see what's going on out there, i turn around on my heels walking back inside to help christie as she duct-tapes cardboard to the chairs with max.
mike is going through the cupboard in front of us and i cant help but watch him. he's such an asshole but his kindness in the lab makes my heart melt for him. he really is a broken boy.
"i get why el was your mage now" max says trying to make small talk with the boy i held hands with just a few hours earlier.
"what?" he turns around to ask her. "lucas. he told me all about her" max says with a small smile on her face, i got the talk about el from mike the night we slept at wills.
"yeah well he shouldn't have" mike says snapping, glancing at me in the process.
i dont get his personal resentment towards max. he had the same for me before the whole will situation but for some reason it still stayed for max.
"and just because you know the truth it doesn't mean your in our party, either of you" he says glancing over at me.
i am taken aback. truly shocked. after everything that has happened in the past 48 hours. after everything?!
i stand up looking down at him. "i think hopper needs me" i whisper quietly leaving christie and max with mike wheeler.
my legs take me out and to the shed. he doesn't need me for anything so i kind of just sit out there twiddling my thumbs and thinking about how as soon as we are out of that situation he is a complete jerk again.
like nothing in the lab ever even happened.
everyone comes out after a while and we get the final touches sealed up and everything inside. a light, duct tape, cardboard, newspaper, aluminum foil and the dead weight will.
they sit him down in one of the chairs and tie a lengthy cord around him, making sure he won't get out. and if he does i stay in there to make sure i can get him held up against the wall.
