FROM MY ICELAND FIX IT FIC:

“Well, I’m not,” he replies. 

Eleven finally looks at him.

“And that’s not what I meant,” he adds. “I just wonder, just want to know… Why ever since we found each other again you’re so insistent on me being angry at you.”

“I told you, it would be easier.” 

“But why? What about me hating you or being angry at you would make things easier?” He is not angry, he is just frustrated.

“Because I’m afraid, Mike!” she yells. 

Mike looks at her.

“El-”

“You just didn’t lose me. I lost you, too, Mike! I lost you two times,” her voice breaks. “And I can´t lose you a third time. I just can’t.” 

“But why do you think-”

“So if you hate me, if you’re angry at me, then that means there isn’t a chance between us. And if there isn’t a chance between us, I won't lose you again.”