Chamber of Reflection (Mileven one-shots)

You are a Memory

-- Eleven keeps having horrible, sad, scary dreams where Mike gets killed/dies. One time, she's convinced that it's real, so she wakes up crying.

Eleven's P.O.V

It's dark. Cold.
The Upside-down.

Mike was with me, but now he's not. I can't find him.

"Mike!" I cry out, feeling like all is gone and there's nothing I can do to fix it.

"Mike!" I call again.

My feet carry me farther and farther until I find a tunnel.

My heartbeat is like a drum pounding directly in my ears.
"Mike?" I whisper oh so gently as my eyes meet a horrific sight.

His bluish body lays there, still... dead.

I gasp loudly, waking from the fifth nightmare in a row.

Night five of having a nightmare where Mike dies. I can't take it!

Even if I see him in the morning and he's okay... something still feels incredibly off.

I crawl out of bed, ready to start the day.

Mike's P.O.V

After school, Eleven and I head to my house. Just the two of us.

Being in high school is werid. But it's alright.

Speaking of weird...

"El, are you doing okay?" I ask softly.

She quickly looks up at me. "Yeah. I'm fine."

At the house, I lead her up to my bedroom where we sit on my bed.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I ask again, now really worried for her.

She shakes her head and starts to cry.

"Mike... every night, when I fall asleep... you're in my dreams and you keep dying." She bawls.

"El, I'm alive. In okay in real life. They're just dreams."

"It's been happening for five nights Mike. And it feels so real."

I quickly grab her hand, not knowing what to say.

"I don't know what to do." She sobs loudly.

I let her fall to my shoulder in tears.

"You can sleep here tonight. That way you know I'm safe, and I won't be dying." I offer.

She nods quickly, "Okay."

I hold her tight beside me to comfort her.

Slowly and gently, I start to rub her arm for reassurance.

9:00 PM

"Alright El, if you have another nightmare, just wake me up. Okay?"

"Okay." She smiles weakly, grabbing my hand.

"It'll be okay. I promise." I mutter.

"I don't want to see you hurt Mike." She whimpers.

"I'm okay. Just, try to get some rest. Goodnight El." I say softly, cautiously moving in to kiss her cheek.

She smiles again, then lays down beside me.

Eleven's P.O.V

I don't want to fall asleep. What if I see him die again? I don't know if I can handle it.

2 hours later

I see Papa. That's it. Just Papa in the distance.

"Papa!" I call out loudly for him to hear me.

He doesn't nothing.

"El!" A high-pitched scream comes from his direction... But it is not Papa.

"El!" He screams again.

"Mike?" I mutter softly.

"Help me!"

Suddenly, there's fear. And it's all I feel.
I sprint towards the scream but it's coming from every direction and I don't know where it is.

"Mike!" I yell loudly to try to find him as soon as possible.

I can see it clearly now.

Papa is trying to kill Mike. He has a gin to his head.

"Mike!" I scream at the top of my lungs, running like the wind to save him. But the faster I run, farther I go... they just keep moving farther and farther away.

I trip and fall.

The gunshot sounds.

As I look up, Mike's dead body lays right in front of my tear-filled eyes.

Mike's P.O.V

I wake up to Eleven crying. She's rolling around, sobbing and yelling my name.

I wrap my arms around her as quick as I can. I hold her tight, hugging her head to my shoulder. She slowly begins to calm down.

"It's okay. Everything's alright, I promise." I whisper.

She inhales a sharp breath, squeezing me tight in her grip.

Her hands move to my face so she can look me in the eyes, so I do the same.

"Are, are you okay?" She sobs.

I nod, "Yes. El, I promise. I'm okay."

She smiles slightly, bringing our foreheads together as she continues to cry.