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cole was handing her hard hitting question after hard hitting question, max didn’t quite know how to take them, let alone answer them. it would be something she’d have to sit with for a while before she got comfortable enough to share an answer. she was sure cole would understand. el was one of many sensitive topics max mayfield kept close to her heart. she didn’t bother explaining that to him as cole began to share more about adam. it didn’t take long for a heavy guilt to blanket her room. max felt a vague crushing in her chest, like the weight was too much, she couldn’t breathe. “give me that.” she snapped, taking the joint from cole, then puffing on it for an extra long time. she’d need to brace herself for this conversation. apparently, getting high with cole was a very dangerous game. 

she looked him in his eyes, nervous. she had been quiet for too long. it was suspicious, there was no hiding now. “cole…” max handed him back the joint, “i….at the mall…” she was struggling to find the words. as she stumbled, she reached for both of his hands and grasped them firmly. it would likely be a minimal comfort, but it was the least she could think to do, “i lied to you. billy was different before the fire.” she was only scratching the surface, but she figured it might be best to rip the whole bandaid off for cole rather than deliver shocking blow after blow, “and i know why adam was different, too…it…adam wasn’t the one who broke up with you…” fearing that cole would be angry, or might think she was crazy, max bit down firmly on the inside of her check, “him, and billy, and…the others…they were sort of possessed. by this thing called the mind flayer.” she minimally covered all of her bases, still gripping cole’s hands when she was done. trying to get a read on his thoughts, she intensely watched his expression as she asked, “do you think i’m crazy?” 

max didn’t offer up an apology, she didn’t regret hiding it from cole, but it was time he knew. the more he spoke about adam, the more max learned, it seemed only fair that the full picture be painted. that being said, max knew the whole thing sounded like a crock of bullshit, so she wanted cole to know, “you can ask questions, or for proof, or whatever. i know it’s kind of a lot to hear. i didn’t believe it at first. but i’m telling you the truth.”

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Cole wasn’t surprised that Max didn’t answer his questions right away; he hadn’t really expected her to. If anything, he just hoped she knew he was a safe space to talk about her true feelings, in the same way she had been for him. He was surprised by he sudden mood change though. Handing the joint over with no protest, Cole cast her a sidelong glance. He was about to ask what was wrong when she broke the silence.

When Max took his hands, Cole straightened his back, his stomach swirling. But neither the anxiety nor the frantic guesses about what she was going to say could have prepared him. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes, and Cole was unable to keep them from falling. He felt a strange sense of relief. That really wasn’t Adam. He’d blamed himself for so long, only to find out that it wasn’t him. Cole searched Max’s face for any hint of a smile, anything to show she was pulling his leg-- but she was sincere. “Mind... flayer?” he repeated, slowly. The words felt strange coming out of his mouth. It made sense, in theory-- Adam’s dark eyes, his sudden cruelty, the silent treatment-- but this made no sense. “I don’t think you’re crazy,” Cole said, though he felt like his brain was in overdrive. 

With her prompting, Cole let his questions flow: “How did this thing possess them? And why them? And why Hawkins? This is insane.” As things continued clicking in his mind, Cole wondered how long Max had known, and what her involvement was. “How do you know all of this?” he asked, more quietly. He felt protective over Max all of the sudden, and he was afraid of her answer.