a/n: I hope you all are enjoying these imagines because there may only be a few more before the new year & then it's a brand new year that I'm bringing in with y'all!! I also got my sweatshirt today!!! (Picture above!) enjoy :)
requested by: Lacie12345678
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Hawkins Lab was the last place you expected to be on this night that was filled with terrors left and right, front and backwards, and more importantly, right side up and upside down.
You were just stuck, stuck in a room with Will who seemed to be going crazy. The mind flayer was just trying way too hard about this.
You instantly took to running out the door, towards the wall where you felt as if you couldn't breath. So much shit was happening, so much stuff that you couldn't control.
You just stood there, hands on your knees before seeing Hopper come running by, urging Doctor Owens inside the room with Joyce, Mike, Will, and Bob.
"Hey, kiddo. I need you to come with me, alright? We're going to leave this place, alright?" He said, trying his best to get you to come with him.
You were having an anxiety attack, and yet couldn't breath normally so your words were split up into separate syllables.
"I-I can't guh-go with y-you. Juh-Just leave muh-me." You managed out, before you felt him grab you anyways.
"You're not going to die today, alright?" Hopper said to you as you tried to calm yourself down.
"There!" Doctor Owens yelled out, pointing towards a closet in between two different hallways where demodogs were just attacking everyone.
Hopper set you down next to Mike who was just looking worried at everyone, especially you when he saw the state you were in.
"___? Look at me. It'll be okay."
You looked up, tears running down your face out of fear of those demodogs outside the door that could possibly break in and kill you.
"I-I just wuh-want to-" You tried to manage our but Mike just quieted you down, keeping an eye on everyone else who was just talking about what they were going to do about this situation.
"If we reset the breakers and turn on the power, then we have to do BASIC to unlock the doors and everything." Bob told Hopper who's hand was on the door.
"Although, I don't think I can do it alone." Bob said, looking up at him but you quickly stepped up to the plate. "I'll go. I-I know huh-how to work a gun." You managed out, still trying to catch your breath from the panic attack earlier.
Hopper looked at you with a sly smile while you returned one but Joyce wasn't so set on that idea that you had brewing up inside of your head.
"___, no."
She sounded so broken and hurt inside but you just turned, giving her a tight hug before a gun was placed in your hand. "I have too."
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You were behind Bob because of the fact that you were just a teenager, who was quite young might I add, but you were still holding the gun.
"The computer is over there." You pointed over in the direction of it. Bob nodded, quickly rushing over there while you held out the gun towards every little sound.
"I got it!"
You urged him on out the door, as he was holding the walkie-talkie in his hand. "Come on, ___. We need to get out of here."
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Somehow, you had been separated from Bob and now you were running from a group of demo dogs who were chasing you out of the building.
They wanted the meat. (Arby's. We have the meats).
You didn't know what to do. Everything was spinning because you had gashes on your arms and legs, blood spilling out of them as you continually slipped and fell into blood puddles, quickly pulling yourself up and running on.
You were bruised, broken, beat, and torn (I totally didn't *cough* steal song lyrics😂) with all that you had encountered in the Lab.
You saw two doors ahead of you as you pushed through them, breaking through the door before reaching back and shooting the gun.
It was empty.
You tossed it into the mess of demodogs, quickly running towards the door that you shoved open, screaming as you saw several demodogs eating Bob (rip Bob Newby, superhero).
You couldn't help but stare, a scream continually from your mouth, as Hopper quickly grabbed you and rushed you outside to where Johnathon's car was waiting for you.
Hopper shoved you, Mike, and Joyce into the car as you kept your eyes stared ahead with fear.
Mike couldn't help but stare.
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You were now sitting in the Byer's household, sitting on one of the couches with a scared expression still on your face, blood still covering your body from head to toe like you were Carrie on homecoming night.
"___?" You heard a voice ask as you stared straight ahead still.
"Y-Yes?" You managed out.
The couch dipped beside you as you felt a hand reach into yours, making you turn towards whoever was currently holding your hand. Your eyes met Mike's, who was staring back with such a confusing emotion in his eye it caused you to look away.
"___, I'm so sorry for everything."
You looked over at him. "Mike, it wasn't your fault. None of this was."
He looked down at his feet. "I feel like I should've been there for you, though."
You gave a light smile, the first smile since you had left the Lab where the home of the demodogs and mind flayer was.
"You know, that makes it sound like you like me." You snickered softly, staring at him with blood still covering your face just slightly enough to make you look dirtier than you were.
"Maybe I do. I don't like your smell right now though, so maybe take a shower and I'll reward you?" He said, wiggling his eyebrows up and down. (Richie?)
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After you had showered, you came out to be greeted with Mike who was quick to pull you in a hug and kiss you.
"It might've taken a near death experience, but I love you, ___."
You smiled back. "I love you too, Wheeler."
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sorry if it wasn't what you exactly wanted :/
school starts back not tomorrow but Wednesday, so there's that I guess.
I'm also sick so that's fun too.
2018 so far is interesting.
Oh, and sorry for lack of updates. I've been super busy & currently stressing because guess who's going to have to memorize all of her 88 lines for drama all tomorrow because it's due Wednesday!!!!! YAYAYYAYAAYYA FOR PROCRASTINATION!!!!
anyways.
thanks for reading & stay strange(r) (things) my friends.
-katherine
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