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tw - blood, talks about death, gun,

( not proof read pls don't get mad at me for mistakes im very sorry!!!! )

( not proof read pls don't get mad at me for mistakes im very sorry!!!! )

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I'm doing this Eddie. I'm not letting them die.

And nothing you say will change my decision.

MAX TIED HER SHOES on the stairs of the Creel House

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MAX TIED HER SHOES on the stairs of the Creel House. Viola bit her lips, adding more scars to the collection.

The red-head stood up and glanced back at her girlfriend before nodding and walking forwards towards where Erica's lamp was left, still brightly shinning.

Viola stood behind her, Lucas by her side. Max glanced back at them one last time before turning forwards once again and removing her headphones from her head and turning her walkman off.

"Hey!" She yelled. "Asshole! I'm here. No more music. No more games." Max told him. "Do you hear me? What are you waiting for, huh? Come on! Do you want me or not?" She baited. Viola's grip on her lip became stronger as the lamper slowly faded out to it's regular dim light. Max's lantern now lighting up.

Max looked at Lucas and Viola before walking towards the stairs, the lantern staying bright as she did. The trio walked up the stairs, arriving at the second floor. Viola held her breath as she watched the lantern grow brighter.

They were really doing this.

•••

OLLY STOOD IN FRONT of Jonathan, stirring the bath of water and salt. He stared into and dazed off, wondering about his sisters.

What were they doing? Were they safe? Was Savannah alive? He needed to know desperately.

Oliver's grip slightly tightened around the wooden spoon which Will noticed. The Byers boy glanced at Jonathan before mumbling something along of the lines of "Screw it." and reaching over to touch Oliver's arm.

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