𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞 - 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

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El threw off the blindfold, sobbing. She wasn't dead. She was being held hostage by Kali, her sister. Kali was angry that she had chosen her friends and boyfriend over her, so she was making them all pay. Kali made Mike see El die with her powers. Now she was making El spy on Mike. She was making her see him in pain. "Please, no more!" El sobbed. Whenever something went wrong in the void, Mike was always there to comfort her. His arms were always waiting. His arms. How she missed them. His arms felt like home more than any house ever did. When she was wrapped in his arms, all of the sharp noises of the world began to dim, almost all of her senses dimmed, along with the overwhelming stress, until she was left with the sole feeling of his warm comforting arms, cradling her close to his chest, and the sound of his heart beating beside hers. But his arms aren't there this time. Because Kali took her away from Mike. From Max. From Lucas and Dustin. From Will. From her family. And now she is being forced to watch them suffer. "I have to get out of here." El thought desperately. "But how?" Kali responded to Els plead for no more. "Yes, more. You need to see him like this. You need to suffer for what you did. He needs to suffer. El looked at her wildly. "Why does Mike have to suffer?! He didn't do anything wrong!" El sobbed. "He did do something wrong. He stole you from me." Kali said. "Because he cares about me! He loves me! And I love him!" El responded. "Well, that's too bad.." Kali said, "because you're never going to see him again." she walked out and locked the steel door of the room El was being kept in, and as Els powers hadn't fully returned yet, truly locking her inside.