A/N: Thanks to YCC2541111 for my first review, thanks man. Make sure to leave reviews on suggestions of what to do in the next chapter!
-Cwcamper02
Mike Wheelers House
2 Days Later
Eleven arrived at Mikes house after school on Tuesday. After their Mike and Hoppers conversation on Sunday, El was a little timid about going to Mikes house, in fear that her Dad might get mad at her. She hates it when people are mad at her.
El approached the outside basement door and gave it a knock. She hated having to wait outside, out of fear that the Bad men might get her, and she really needed to talk to Mike about something...important.
After a few moments of waiting, Mike quickly unlocked the basement door, and greeted his Girlfriend on the other side. He could tell something was wrong, she was less cheery than usually. That was strange in itself, it seemed as if El was always happy, but not today.
"Oh hey El," said the boy, still trying to fix his hair from suddenly jerking up from the basement couch at the sound of knocking on the door.
Mike had gotten out of school at the end of the day like most kids in the school, there was no AV club meeting that day. But El stayed after school to finis a test that she had not completed in time for the final bell. Mike had thought that was the reason she appeared at his house after school that day. So he let her into the basement of his house. She loved this place. It was the first place he had brought here when he found her out in the rain on Mirkwood the night of Wills disappearance.
"Come on in beautiful," he said with a smile.
"Is there something wrong?"
"Did I do something wrong,?" he kept asking the girl, persistent to find out what was plaguing her.
"I-I need to tell you something, something...important."
Mike began to worry. What could be so important that she seemed so worried? He sat her down on the couch he had previously been laying on, doing his homework for that day, when she hit him with a question that he was confused as to why she even asked it.
"Do you love me,? she said with a stutter.
"What? Of course I do EL, you know that. Do you love me?," he asked, seriously getting worried at this point.
"Yes, of course I do. I was just making sure that you would be able to handle the information that I'm about to share with you.," Mike was really getting anxious now. What was she so worried about? He had to know.
"Uh, of course I can El. What is it?," he asked whilst choking on his words.
El reached into her purse, hesitating slightly, as she pulled out three white sticks.
Oh God, Mike new what was going on now. She opened up her boyfriends hand and placed the three sticks into it gently.
Mike raised one of the sticks to his eye so he could read it.
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Two lines. The telltale sign of pregnancy.
Mike had no words. He was in shock.
He picked up another one of the white sticks.
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He picked up the last one.
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At this point, Mike was frozen. Not frozen cold, to the touch. Frozen. Like when the feeling you get when you see something scary. The hair on the back of your neck stands up. You get goosebumps in your arms and legs. Frozen still.
Mike leans back in his seat. Dropping the three white sticks to the floor. He could not believe what he was seeing. He was going to be a Dad.
"H-H-Have y-you told y-your Dad-d yet?," Mike said shakily.
Trying to hold back tears, "N-No I haven't yet.," she says before breaking into tears.
"I', so sorry Mike," she said before crying into his shoulder.
"No, No El don't you DARE be sorry do you here me, I love you, I should have wore protection and I'm sorry, I'm putting you through this, I'm the one who should be sorry, not you El.," said Mike, trembling at the thought.
"What are we going to do Mike?," she asked him, confused as to what their life will be like now.
"I-I don't know," he said, still trembling, starting to cry.
"You-You need to tell your Dad, the sooner the better, I already know he's going to kill me," Mike said, trying to comfort the mother of his child. God it pained him to hear those thoughts in his head.
"Y-Yeah, we should, you should come with me," she said stuttering on her words.
"Yeah, I'll-I'll come too."
The two got into Mikes Chevy Bel Air and started to drive to Hoppers cabin.
As they leave Hawkins, El couldn't help but notice something.
"Hawkins, Indiana"
That made her think of something terrible, something that made her skin crawl.
She turned to Mike and said blatantly, "What if it has powers too."
This thought began to plague Mikes mind too. What if the Bad men came for their child? It wasn't even born yet, but they already started to feel a connection to the thought that they would have a lovable baby in a few months. But all those happy thought moved to the back of theirs minds as they pulled up to the edge of the woods in front of Hoppers cabin. Then they thought of how they CAN'T have a baby right now. No matter how much they might already feel a connection with it, the thought of them being 17 and 16, having a baby made them shiver.
They got out of the car and started walking through the dense woods. Mike looked over to his Girlfriend, still looking shocked at the fact that she was pregnant, who could blame her? He tried to comfort her.
"Hey El, we're going to be great parents, YOU'RE going to be a great mother.," he said with a confident tone in his voice.
"You think so," she asked as a slight grin formed on her lips.
"I know so," he said with a small small creeping on his own lips.
As they approach the cabin, Mike can feel the goosebumps forming on the back of his neck. He started to form second thoughts, but knew well he couldn't turn around and run away from this problem.
They stood on the porch before knocking. Looking each other in the eyes. "It's going to be okay, okay?," Mike said to the only person he'd ever loved. "Okay," is all she replied, as Mike inserted the secret knock upon the hard wood surface of the old cabins door.
"Twice. Once. Then three times."
It took Hopper a second to stand up from his spot on the couch, beer in hand, as he walked over to the many locks that ran the length of the cabin door. As he opened the door, he was not surprised to see Michael Wheeler standing behind his daughter at his cabin. The kid was always with her.
"Hey sweetie, Mike, what brings you here?," he said with a stern voice.
"Uh, thats what we're here to talk about...,"
"Oh God this doesn't sound good," Hopper admitted, trying not to already get mad at the two. He din't even know what was wrong yet, so how could he?
"You might want to sir for this," Eleven said briskly, pointing to the chair in the living room.
The three of them moved into the living room of the cabin. Mike and El sat next to each other on the couch, while Hopper sat down in his La-Z boy.
"Dad," she said quietly.
"Me and Mike are...having a baby.," she said timidly, awaiting her Dads fury.
Hopper stood forward blankly, no expression on his face. Then all of the sudden, he jumped up and grabbed Mike by the shirt and pinned him against the wall.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU WHEELER! WHAT, YOU CAN'T KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS LONG ENOUGH AROUND MY DAUGHTER TO NOT GET HER FUCKING PREGNANT, YOU STUPID PEICE OF SHIT!," he yelled at the boy, pushing his back hard into the wall behind him.
"I'm sorry, Sir, I-I didn't mean-too!," gasped the boy, trying to breathe.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU WHEELER! YOUR SEVENTEEN AND SHE'S ONLY SIXTEEN, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!," the Chief kept yelling at Mike, whilst pinning him against the wall so hard it left a dent.
"Dad stop!," El yelled at her Dad, whilst using her powers to pry him away from her favorite person.
"Let go of me El!," he yelled as she pulled him away from Mike.
"Dad just listen! You should be happy!," she said, trying to convince Hopper that this was somewhat a good thing.
"Are you kidding me! This not a good thing!"
"Just try to understand!"
"I don't Eleven I don't understand!"
"Don't call me Eleven, Dad," she said sternly.
"El, honey I'm sorry, this is just not a good time right now!," he said apologising.
"If you're not happy for us, fine, you won't ever get to see it then," she said blatantly before grabbing Mikes hand and walking out the door...
A/N: So heres another chapter, I hope you like it. I won't be posting as frequently as today, but I'll try to get anywhere from 2 to 4 done a week, maybe more, maybe less, I'm not certain the schedule yet. But I hope you enjoyed, make sure to leave a review for your suggestions!
-Cwcamper02