Help Me Understand [mileven]

Chapter 9: It all went wrong

Hi everyone, I've decided that this story will have 11 chapters. We are near the end of my first story already :(

El ran as fast as she could home, tears streaming down her face. How could he accuse her of ditching him? How could he think that about her? Did he not trust her?

As soon as she got home she headed straight to her room and slammed the door with her mind, causing Hopper to wake up startled from his daily nap on the couch.

"Kid? You okay?" Hopper said with his ear pressed up against the door. He could hear her sobbing and sniffling.

"Kid please open up, tell me what's going on." Hopper was worried, he knew it had to have something to do with the Wheeler kid. All the possibilities ran through his head at 100mph.

After a few minutes the door opened, El was sat on her bed holding her pillow, her face stained with mascara which was supposed to be waterproof.

"What happened?" Hopper asked as he sat on the edge of her bed.

"M-mike accused m-me of d-ditching him for Max, and it h-hurt me that he w-would even think that I would d-do that." El's voice was shaking .

"Why did he think that?" Hopper asked, his voice calmer, he honestly feared that the kid cheated on her or was dead or something.

"Because I-I've been hanging around with M-Max a lot, but it's only because she's my only girl friend." El sniffled.

"So he was jealous that you were showing her more attention that him." Hopper nodded slowly, chuckling slightly at Mike's clinginess.

"Yeah. I'm allowed other friends though, and I told him that but we argued and I stormed out." El wiped her nose.

Hopper nodded, just letting El get her emotions out. After a while she headed into the kitchen and made herself some Eggos with ice cream, a combo Hopper wasn't a fan of but she was upset so he let her. They sat and watched one of El's soaps until Hopper physically couldn't watch anymore.

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As soon as El ran out the door Mike broke down into tears. He couldn't believe that he could be so stupid, she probably hates him. He leant against the door and let his body slide down. He stayed there for what felt like hours, crying and his mind spinning.

Nancy came downstairs and ran to him but he just pushed her off and ran upstairs into the bathroom and slammed the door. He walked over the the toilet, put the lid down and sat. He bent over and cried. He had made El mad at him, he was such an idiot.

"Mike?" Nancy called.

"Fuck off Nancy" Mike mumbled.

"I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that. What's wrong?" Nancy sounded worried.

Mike didn't answer so Nancy opened the door to find her brother in pieces. Mike just looked at her and sobbed.

"El hates me." He cried.

"Oh Mike she doesn't hate you, I don't think there is anything that you could do which would make her hate you. That girl is crazy about you." Nancy chuckled as she wiped away Mike's tears.

Mike explained to Nancy what happened and she advised Mike to give her some space and call her later to talk about it. Mike obliged and waited until 8:00pm to call her.

As soon as it reached 8:00pm he dialled her number and waited for her answer, which never came. Was she ignoring him? He called again. However this time someone picked up.

Max.

"What do you want?" Max said flatly.

"I want to speak to my girlfriend." Mike said.

"She doesn't want to talk to you, she's pretty upset Mike." Max sighed.

"I need to tell her that I'm sorry." Mike began to feel powerless against Max.

"She's big on trust Mike, you know she would never intentionally upset you and yet you still questioned it. How do you think she feels?" Max said.

Mike stayed quiet, just taking the abuse. He deserved it.

"I told her she should've just dumped your ass." Max laughed. "But yeah she doesn't want to talk to you right now so have fun with that. Bye." Max had no clue about Mike's struggles and continued to be a dick to him.

Mike slammed the phone down and rested his head against the wall. He was getting nowhere with El, especially if Max kept getting in the way.

Mike trudged up the stairs, Max's words 'shes pretty upset' replaying in his head. He changed into his pyjamas and climbed into bed, no point staying awake. Although, he couldn't sleep. The thought of losing El for good at the front of his mind. All he could imagine was her mad at him and never forgiving him.

He didn't realise he fell asleep until he woke up at 5:08am sweating and crying. He didn't remember his dream but he knew it had to have something to do with El. After that he couldn't fall asleep so he waited until 6:00am and then he got in the shower and got ready for school.

Today was his appointment with Dr Owens, he knew he would have to fake his feelings otherwise he would be marked as not improving and things had been too good prior to this to ruin that.

After a long and boring day at school, Karen drove him to Sams office. All day at school, Mike moped around and couldn't have looked worse if he tried. Will asked if he was okay and he just replied with "I'm tired".

The appointment went well, Mike considered a career in acting after having put up the best performance of his life for the past hour.

When he got home he tried to ring El again but there was no answer. Max avoided Mike all day at school which pissed Mike off even more.

He spent the rest of the afternoon and evening battling his thoughts and trying to concentrate on positive things.

However, things got the best of him. Mike was in the basement, sat in El's fort, sobbing for the third time that day. His mind was screaming 'just so it' 'you deserve to be punished' and eventually he caved him.

He ran upstairs and ran into the bathroom. He rummaged around the cabinet until he found what he was looking for. He rolled up his sleeve and hesitated, glancing at his healing wrists. But all he could think of was how he deserved this. He drew the lines, deeper than usual-out of anger. He cried out at the pain.

He managed to do enough before Nancy burst in.

"MIKE" Nancy grabbed the razor out of his hand, cutting her own hand in the process.

"Nancy give it back!" Mike yelled. "I deserve to be punished, El hates me! She's never going to forgive me!"

"She doesn't hate you. Do you want to die? Is that what you want?" Nancy yelled back.

"No." Mike mumbled.

"Then you've got to stop this. You won't get better otherwise. Think about your friends, your family... El." Nancy's voice softened as her eyes filled with tears. She was overwhelmed with fear about losing her little brother.

"Fine" Mike said, walking out and heading towards his room. He began to feel light headed. He turned to shut the door but Nancy blocked it.

"No more closed doors, mentally and physically." Nancy's hand was dripping but she was more concerned about her brother. "I'm going to get rid of this" Nancy held up the red stained razor.

Mike said nothing so she left to dispose of the thing which Mike could never get rid of, no matter how hard he tried.

Mike began to feel even more light headed and dizzy. He only just managed to reach his bed before he collapsed.