•Mike Wheeler X Reader•

• The Weirdo on Maple Street •

Your pov:

I paced around the room as the boys spoke to the girl. "Is there a number we can call for your parents?"

"Where's your hair? Do you have cancer?" Dustin asked, making me whirl around.

"Dustin stop." I groaned, rolling my eyes.

They ignored me and continued to ask the girl questions, she was obviously scared and confused.

"Is that blood?" Lucas asked as I walked over to them. He reached his hand out to touch her and I slapped his hand down.

"Stop it! You're freaking her out!" I yelled, sitting down beside the shaken girl.

"She's freaking me out!" Lucas yelled back, throwing his hands up.

"I bet she's deaf!" Dustin decided, slapping a hand out in front of her, making her practically jump onto me.

"Not deaf." Dustin shrugged. I groaned and threw my head back in annoyance.

"All right, thats enough, all right? She's just scared and cold." I said, locking eye contact with the girl. I shifted my eyes down to her clothes and noticed there was blood, like Lucas said. I shook my head and got up, just as thunder shook the house.

I walked over to a basket of clothes and got her a shirt and pants. I heard her gasp behind me as thunder shook the house again, making me wince. I just knew Dustin was making a face right now.

I turned and walked back to her. "Here, these are clean. Okay?" I smiled, handing them to her.

She took them and wiped her face with them, and then stood up, attempting to pull up her shirt before I quickly pulled it down. Mike attempted to stop her aswell as Dustin and Lucas turned around, quickly covering their eyes and exclaiming.

I laughed as Mike shakily pointed to the bathroom. "See o-over there? That's the bathroom. Privacy.. Get it?"

I stood up and grabbed her hand, leading her to the bathroom. She walked in, looking around. I went to shut the door before she grabbed it, and I looked at her, confused.

"You don't want it closed?" I asked.

"No." She hesitantly replied, making me grin.

"Oh, so you can speak." I asked, immediately regretting it."Sorry, okay, well... Um, how about... We just keep the door.... Just like this. Is that better?" I asked.

She nodded,"Yes."

I nodded and grinned in return, walking away.

"This is mental."

"Well, at least she can talk!" I argued.

"She said 'no' and 'yes'. Mikes 3 year old sister says more." Lucas teased.

"True." He whispered.

"She tried to get naked!" Dustin protested, and I turned my head, careful not to laugh.

"There's something like seriously wrong with her. Like, wrong in the head." Lucas blurted.

"She just went like..." Dustin pretended to lift up his shirt and knocked his hat off in the process. I snorted and covered my mouth.

"Dustin, Y/N. Your both insane, I swear." Mike pinched the bridge of his nose as Lucas tensed up.

"I bet she escaped from Pennhurst!" Lucas concluded, making me sigh.

"From where?" Mike asked, confused.

"The nuthouse in Kerly county." He explained, Dustin grinning.

"You got a lot of family there?" He asked.