"𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙩"
In November 1983, when researchers at Hawkins National Laboratory open a rift to the "Upside Down", an alternate dimension. A monster from the Upside Down escapes and abducts a boy named Wi...
Oh my goddd, it's been so long since I've posted. I've been having a really bad writers block so I haven't written anything really but I really tried to rush this chapter so I'm sorry if it's bad or doesn't make sense.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Jonathan and Y/n walked out of their bedrooms side by side, silence coating the thick air. The only sound seemed to be the creaking beneath the siblings feet from the decaying floorboards.
The unspoken topic of what had occurred yesterday with Y/n burned the back of their minds yet no one really brought it up. Of course, Y/n told them what had happened and luckily, Joyce and Jonathan believed it. When Jonathan heard what Y/n said, it made him believe in what his mom was saying too.
Since this all started, Y/n would always just feel the stares of everyone beaming into every little pore on her pretty little face. "It was pity, they always looked at me with pity. They never tried to understand, they never try to make me feel better. They just feel bad for me." Y/n would think.
But what Y/n Byers didn't know was the looks from her family and friends, weren't full of pity. They all cared, they all cared so much. Each and every one of them would even rush in front of a bullet in order to save her.
Especially the mysterious, blue eyed boy who went by the name of Ten. He didn't even know why he felt so connected to her yet there was no way to stop it, and what he didn't know was that Y/n felt it too.
Suddenly, a voice snapped Y/n out of her thoughts. It came from the livingroom. It was an all too familiar voice. "Hey, kids." Jonathan and Y/n froze right in place, turning their heads to Lonnie in almost unison.
There sat Lonnie Byers on the dingy old couch, his arm wrapped around Joyce's shoulder as a a silent tear rolled down her cheek. Upon seeing that her children were there, she quickly wiped her tears, forcing a smile to them. Although, Jonathan and Y/n weren't too pleased by what they were seeing before them.
Y/n scoffed under her breath, crossing her arms as she glared daggers at Lonnie, "Why are you here?" The words rolled off her tongue like straight poison.
"Now, that's no way to talk to your father." Lonnie shot at her, not exactly knowing what else to say. Y/n's mouth popped open as she prepared herself to snap at him when Jonathan interrupted the interaction.
"What's going on?" Jonathan asked, his eyes flickering from Lonnie to his mom. His voice matched Y/n's amount of confusion and anger towards the situation.
"Your dad's, uh, gonna stay here tonight. O-On the couch." Joyce spoke up, her voice hushed and teary. She tried to stay calm, hoping Jonathan and Y/n would be calm about it too but oh, was she wrong.
