I woke up from the bright light shining through the window. And once again I can overhear a conversation between hopper and Joyce. Why do I always have to overhear at the worst times. I peered over to the kitchen area to see Joyce walking back and forth stressfully with a cigarette. "look hop, I just can't afford to have both of them. I just feel so bad they've both been through so much" hopper nods understandably. "I understand and even if you did take both you'd have to move. Do you know anyone who would be willing to take both of them". Suddenly I see Joyce's eyes light up and she hurries to the phone.

The person doesn't answer and when she goes to call again hopper talked the phone and slams it against the wall back in its place. "Joyce you cant just go around calling random people you know what situation we are in right now" he clears his throat. "we could be killed" he continues lowering his voice. "I'm sorry. I know I know. I was going to call Claudia she has a big heart you know she and Karen really looked after me after what happened to will" he chewed the inside of his cheek. "fine but we have to come up with a story behind it" just then he looks towards me and I hurriedly close my eyes pretending to be asleep. "that poor girl has been through so much. I heard stories about brenner beforehand, but I thought they were just crazy people"

I stretch my arms out pretending I had just woken up. "hey will and 011 are just outside picking some apples for the crumble" joyce sends me a warming smile as I send her one back. i head to the toilet but i dont go to the toilet i stare at my reflection in the mirror, it should have been me to die. he had been in that horrible place longer than me and it had been his dream to escape for many many years. he deserved to have a good night sleep without having to worry if the next day he would be tortured. suddenly me thoughts were subsided by someone banging on the door. "004 hurry up i need to pee please" i opened the door and was met by will. "sorry" i walk out as he rushes in. i hadnt noticed before but i had been crying the only way i had noticed was from joyces reaction. "sweetie dont cry that man hes never going to get you ok me and hop are going to protect you" she embraces me into a hug and my knees buckle beneath me. she just lowered to the floor with me as tears streamed down my cheeks. 

i had cleaned myself up and joyce did what she was able to do with mine and 011s hair. "right remember you are..." she looked towards 011. "jane" and joyce nodded. "and you are?" she turned to me. "Y/N" i answered not so confidently. "well done girls you're going to do great" hopper leant against the doorframe and sent us his usual kind smile. just then there was a knock at the door and joyce held our hands as we walked into the kitchen area. stood at the doorway was dustin and his mum claudia. the next 30 minutes was just filled of hopper and joyce explaining our "story" and how we got here. which consisted of us being abandoned by our parents when we where younger being passed from home to home the being abandoned on the streets once again and being there for a few years and thats when hopper and joyce found us. claudia had almost used a whole box of tissues by the time they were finished and could barely eat her dinner because she was so sad.

every now and then she would place her hand on mine and 001s arms reassuringly. "well if you need any help i could take one of the girls for you, they could always have mews' old room" she said with a sniffle. me, 011, will and dustin smiled at each other knowing that we achieved the outcome we were aiming for. "so i have all the paperwork sorted out like birth certificates and so on" she smiled at me. "so sweetie how would you feel moving into my house" i looked towards 011 who was opposite me trying not to cry. "That would be lovely" i sent her a thankful smile. after she left i collapsed onto the couch. i know it had only been a couple of days and im not expected to get over peter that easily but the sad feelings dragging on and having this weight on me just made the pressure 10x worse along with the stress of the new world. even though there was loads of clutter coming from the kitchen where the others were cleaning i still managed to fall asleep, my thoughts full of memories of peter. 

i opened my eyes to be in a completely different place. i tried to stand up but hit my head. i looked around and saw i was back in the pipe. i closed my eyes and prepared myself for what i was going to see. i turned around and when i opened my eyes i saw the memory of peter being shot again. his last look at me with a small reassuring smile trying to hide his pain. the feeling of 011 tugging at my shoulder so we could escape. i couldnt help but scream. "PETEEERRR"

i shot up my heart racing, a cold sweat running down the side of my face. i waited for my breathing to regulate before i pulled the cover off of me, that someone had placed over me not wanting to wake me up so i could move to the airbed on the floor, and i went to grab a glass of water. for 80% of the night i sat there thinking of all the things that will had been through and the things he told me about trying to come to terms that it was real. then the other 20% i watched over 011 and will not wanting to go back to sleep just in case i had another bad dream. i looked at the watch on my wrist surprised at the time. it felt like i had only been sat there for at least half an hour 45 minutes max but in reality i had been sat there for 5 hours. my eyes were stinging as the rising sun shone on them. 

i felt more relaxed now that the sun had come out. i dont know why but i felt calmer during the day its just at night you have this eery feeling and sometimes feel like someone's watching you but in the day those feelings go away. i cleared my throat placed my glass that was now warm and sweaty as it had been sat in my tight grasp for hours, onto the table and headed to the bathroom. i brushed my teeth with the spare toothbrush hopper had given me and splashed my face with cold water to try and wake myself up. i headed back out and saw hopper stood with his coffee looking out of the window upon the lake. "so you're addicted to coffee then" i said jokingly making a chuckle leave his mouth. he looked to me and his eyes widened. "i was about to say i need it but i think you need it more than me" i let out a slight chuckle. "thanks". he slightly nudges my arm to show that he was joking. the rest of the morning wasnt really that eventful. we relaxed had breakfast and played snakes and ladders. "y/n we have to leave to go to dustins." i climbed into the back of the car with el and will. 

once we arrive dustins mum invited us all in. dustin showed me around the house and showed me my new room. there was a bed placed next to a window in the corner. a built-in wardrobe and a desk in the other corner. it wasnt what i expected, like the rooms appearance but the smell was awful, there was hints of cat pee and cat food. "sorry about the smell, this is mews' old room after all" he smiled. "he was a cat by the way" he rushed to add which helped understand the smell. "also now that you guys are like part of the group we got you welcome gifts" they passed us these bulky items with some weird thing that stuck out of the top. "Walkie talkies" they both said together. once it was time for them to leave i didnt want to leave the hug with el. she was the only person who knew what i had been through apart from peter and it was the same with me i was the only person who truly knew what she had been through. but i knew i had to eventually had to let go.