okay but it's barely been 10 chapters and yall are already fucking dead. get it together readers!1!11!

Will pov

Eve left us last year. Mike and I were doing the worst out of everyone. She was his little sister, and my little crush.

Definitely a little crush.

I opened the locket around my neck and looked at the woman in the folded photo. It had to be her mother. Then I noticed an imprint, like writing from the back. I turned it over and read the very tiny print.

My beloved child,

I love you dearly, and if they teach you to read, wherever you are in that lab, I want you to know that I won't be around. Of course not on purpose, but by the time you read this you will know exactly what I mean. I love you with all the strength I possess, and I want to tell you something that you may not know.

The upside down is yours and yours alone. It was created because of the power you possess. It sent a tear through time and space, making room for a place like home, but upside down.

You have control. You always will. You run that place. I wish I could watch you grow, have your first kiss, go to prom. But we both know that won't happen.

Love always,

Mama

By the end of the note I had tears in my eyes. Her mother was gone. Not like El who knew her name was Jane, or could talk to her mom with her mind and had found her. She was dead. They killed her. And Eve knew, and continued to focus on everyone but herself.

My mind then wandered to the part saying she made the upsidedown or something. Maybe I should tell the others. This is big. Huge.

I ran out of the living room to show my mom, but hesitated a little ways off of the couch. She was broken. She loved Seven and her main goal was to protect her, me, Jonathan, and El. She believes she failed her. And going in there and reminding her that she 'allowed' Eve to be killed by her own creation won't help at all.

Then who the hell should I tell. Oh I know.

Eleven.

El pov

flashback

I was in my room, with the small bed and empty interior. Then a short girl tiptoed in, careful not to bring attention to herself. I flinched, not noticing her immediately. She walked to me and shushed me quietly. This must be the infamous Seven I found documents on in Papa's office. She never did what she was told, and was supposedly very powerful.

She sat next to me on my bed, with a square board with pictures on it. 'Eleven?' she asked me. I nodded, and she did the same. She sat on the floor with the board, holding small figurine looking structures.

She pointed to herself, her hand, then the figures. She made them. Intrigued, I got out of bed and sat next to her.

She pointed to the side of the board with pictures. 'Home.'

She pointed to the empty side. 'Upsidedown.'

She placed a figure of a boy with a vest, and long hair on the empty side. 'Will'

She also put a red head girl on the dark side of the board. 'Barb'

She pointed to me and said 'Save Will' and pointed to herself and said 'Save Barb'

Just then, two bad men burst into the door and I back away. But Seven isnt afraid. She stands up quickly, still facing me, and said;

"Run."

Without arguing I bolted towards the door, and right before they could grab me, their bodies molted into place, while rotting and aging, eventually crinkling to the floor. As I ran down the hall, I heard her faint voice shout, "2 years!" just then two sets of hands grabbed me and tried to throw me into the small room.

I used telekinesis to throw one back toward the wall. As he slid down the enormous dent in the wall I tilted my head to the side abruptly, snapping the others neck. And I ran. That was the day I escaped.

I didn't know what she meant by '2 years' at first. But when she returned two years later I understood. And I couldn't be happier with what she meant. Until now, that is.

My thoughts were silenced by a knock on the door. Will and I shared a room, with bunks. I climbed off the top bunk, which I had claimed last week and weakly opened the door. Will walked past me and dropped a pile of things on the lower bunk.

I walked over to him and he picked up a picture. Furrowing my eyebrows, I sat on the bed. He sat next to me and showed me the picture.

"Who does this look like," he said. I thought for a moment.

"Eve," I said, finally in tune with the facial features. "Correct," he said. "Now look at the back of the picture." When he turned it around, there were a bunch of words in small print and I widened my eyes and snatched it from him.

As I read it, I got progressively happy. She controls the upsidedown. There's no way she can be overruled by her own territory. Will looked at me weirdly. "Why are you smiling?"

"She's going to come back."

Will pov

I told my mom that I was sick, and that I needed to stay home from school. But really I was trying to get in contact with Eve. Ever since El said she was coming back that's all I've been trying to do. But today, I felt sure that she would answer. Which is why I needed all day to try.

Usually, I sat in the dark with either the Christmas lights my mom used or a radio, but I was desperate, so I used both plus my walkie. I sat down in the closet and played her favorite song, Africa by Toto, and waited. Then out of no where I felt a weight on the walkie, and there was static.

Then I heard the faint voice I had been hoping to hear for months.

"Will..."

Steve pov

I was walking through the hall to leave the building, when Dustin stopped me. "Hey," he said, with a goofy smile on his face. "Hey weirdo, what is it?" I started walking.

Dustin sped up to stand beside me. "So, there's this girl. She just moved here, and her name is Raine. I want her to meet the party, because she likes basically everything we do, even nougat," he started babbling.

"Dustin only you like nougat. And what about her," I asked. He's always so welcoming to new people. I felt I needed to take on that trait as well when I saw the new student Robin.

She's cool.

"Well... how do I do it?"

"Do what?"

"Talk to her, Steve, how the hell do I talk to her. Why don't you ever listen when people are talking dammi-"

"Say hey! Ask about her day or some shit. I don't know how girls like to be approached. Do I look like a girl to you," I said before he could continue yelling at me. He just looked at me.

"Alright alright, you go up to her." He nodded. "Be chill, don't do any of that grr shit." He frowned but nodded. "And just be yourself." He nodded again and smiled. "Best. Mom. Ever." I scrunched my face up.

The hell?

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sorry for the wait, i've actually started another story that isn't a reader insert but im sure you'll like it. It is another stranger things story which i enjoy writing so lookout for that. you can expect another chapter very soon and if not that, then the very first chapter of my new story.