The Way She Makes Me Feel-Elmax [UNDER EDITING]

|Chapter 4-NO!|

Art By: Sthep Loop

⚠️This chapter contains HEAVY implications of past sexual trauma and sexual assault ⚠️
If you are triggered by this topic go elsewhere‼️‼️‼️

-Max's POV-

I continued pacing around the room. I wanted to argue with Will and El's story because it didn't sound real, but it made sense. It explained why Dustin and Lucas didn't want Mike to bring El to a sleepover with me, who was considered a stranger. It explained how El was able to hurt Dustin just by glaring at him, and it explained El and Mike's fight that happened only an hour or two ago.

I looked over to El, finally processing everything I was just told. "So you have superpowers?" I asked.

She nodded. "I can show you. Again."

El left us all into the living room and turned the TV on before she started rapidly changing the channels. Once she turned it off again she looked to the broken bottle on the floor and picked up all the shards and threw them into the trash, all without moving a muscle. She did the same to some crushes up cans lying around. I assumed she also threw those at Mike.

She turned to face Will and I again and I could see the blood tribbling down from her nose. She took one of the tissues she still had in her hand and wiped away the spare blood.

I guessed I must've look scared or concerned because the next thing she said was: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"I know," I told her. "I didn't think you would." A small smile broke onto her lips and I wondered if she even knew she was grinning.

"So if you're not in too bad of a mood," Will started. "Max and I really wanted to have a sleepover here tonight. Only if it's okay with you though. You just went through a lot."

"Of course," El beamed, excitement now written all over her face. "I'll get the other blankets!"

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"AAHHH!" El screamed before slapping her hands over her face.

I convinced her and Will to watch Halloween, which somehow neither of them had ever watched. It was my favorite movie easily and obviously a classic. I don't know how they both missed it.

"C'mon El, that wasn't even scary," I laughed. "He just grabbed the knife!"

El peeked through her hand and slowly began to put them back to their previous position in her lap. I reached over to Will and grabbed some popcorn out of the bowl he was holding. Once I began to chew, Michael in the movie began to walk up a flight of stairs. I couldn't decide what was more entertaining, watching my favorite movie of all time, or watching El and Will slowly retreat into themselves for only the introduction of the movie. Michael picked up a clown mask and put it over his face, giving ang audience member a limited view of what was going on in the movie. El tucked herself closer to me in fear and I let out a chuckle. Honestly, after everything they've told me I would've assumed they'd take horror movies like champs.

"What is he doing?" El asked. "No! Will he kill the girl? I thought she is the sister."

Michael peaked into the topless blonde, the music climbing as he did. Now I had to admit, this part made my heart speed up as well, just in a different way than El and Will's. I looked away from the TV and began to stare somehow, anywhere, else.

"NO!" El and Will exclaimed at the same time. Even though I was staring at the wall, I knew that at this point Michael was walking up to the girl.

"I won't watch!" El shrieked as she buried her face in between the couch and my arm. My natural instinct is to pull away, my skin feeling like fire where she touched, but I remained still as a silent compromise. She watched a movie she wouldn't normally watch, and I let her find physical comfort in me despite me not liking being touched at all.