All For Love. | Steve Harrington x Reader

Chapter 1.

Y/n had awoken to hushed but loud whispers which made Y/n's heart spike and immediately sit up from her bed. The whispers were to indecipherable for  Y/n to understand what it was saying.

"What the fuck is that?" Y/n whispered, now wide awake. The whispers become so unbearable to Y/n that it made her feel as if she was going mental.

"Jesus! What the fuck are these whispers." Y/n grumbled, standing up from her bed and walking towards her door, slowly opening it. Y/n peeked her head out, looking at her surroundings.

Y/n soon spotted her dads door to his room was open, making her eyes furrow in confusion and possible hope.

Y/n creeped slowly towards the room, grabbing the bat that was given to her by Steve and pushing the door wide open, Y/n's eyes widened, tears brimmed her waterline. Her breath caught in her throat.

"Dad?" Y/n whispered, lips trembling. Her dad — who she had thought was dead — was standing right in front of her.

"Oh, sweet girl." 'Jim' softly said, smiling. "Come here." 'Jim' said, beckoning for Y/n to come forward. Y/n hesitated but dropped the bat and ushered forward, enveloping her 'dad' into a tight — but needed — hug.

"I missed you, daddy." Y/n whispered, tears rolling down her face. "Oh, we missed you too." Y/n furrowed her brows, eyes still closed.

'we?' Y/n thought.

Y/n slowly pulled back, eyes opening — only to widen in fear. This was not her dad, but some disgusting creature, smiling creepily down at her.

Y/n's breath hitched in her throat before she let go of the creature, only for it to hold more tightly onto her. "Let — let me go! Let me go, damn it!" Y/n screamed, trying her best to writher out of its grip. Y/n groaned as she felt it tightened its grip around her.

"You belong with us, Y/n. You've always belonged with us. That stupid little girl you call a sister and those little mutts had messed up my plans but now that they are gone, you are mine now. Always and forever, sweet girl." The creature softly tells Y/n, but there's a certain edge to it.

Chills run down Y/n's spine at its words. "Don't fucking call me that, you disgusting piece of actual shit!" Y/n hissed in disgust, still struggling in its grips. "Oh? But your dear pops used to call you that — thought it would be nice for remembrance." The creature said, smiling at the slight flinch that was emitted by the girl at the mention of her deceased father.

"We'll soon meet, little one. I promise." The creature whispered into Y/n's left ear, the girl flinched — trying to control her breathing.

"Y/n!"
"Y/n!"
"Y/N!"

"Y/N HOPPER GET YOUR ASS UP!"

"AHHHHHHHH!" Y/n screamed, bumping heads with someone, making both groan in pain. "Je-sus! What is wrong with you!" The person yelled in pain.

Y/n finally opened her eyes to see that it was Steve. "Ugh, Steve you asshole." Y/n hissed, laying back down as she was still rubbing her aching forehead. "Me? The asshole? You literally just head-butted me!" Steve yelled, flailing his arms.

"Trouble in paradise, you two?"

Y/n lifted her head from her pillow to see Robin. "Robin! Babe!" Y/n yelled, smiling — didn't reach her eyes but still smiling nonetheless. "Come on, get up, kid." Robin ordered, grabbing both of Y/n's arms and easily pulling the girl up.

Steve rolled his eyes at the two girls interaction but doesn't mean he could fight back the smile that was forming on his face.

"Why are you two even here?" Y/n questioned, going to the bathroom to do her business. "We have the pep-rally thing, remember?" Robin explained.