Stranger Things Imagines

I'm Here

-season 1
-angst-ish/fluff

WARNING: this chapter talks about sexual assault, so skip this chapter if you feel uncomfortable. <3

y/n knew it wasn't a good idea, although she honestly felt obligated to go on a date with grayson. she didn't think so, but that night was going to be something she regretted. truly.

the sky was turning indigo, with small spots of the lighter blue of the evening sky. small specks of pink, purple and orange were placed by the bright white stars. the light droplets of rain turned into heavy rain streams.

her face was tear stained, and she felt the light breeze brushing her hair against her shoulder, which gave her more chills than she had already felt.

as y/n remembered the events that had happened only a half an hour ago, she crossed her arms over her own torso, a tear slipping out from her eye.

"hey? are you okay?" a voice asked from behind her. y/n turned around quickly, with fear in her eyes.

"sorry, uh.. i just saw you walking and it's pretty late, so.." they said. y/n wiped her eye with her jacket sleeve, and sniffed.

"yes, mrs. l/n, i will be taking her to a movie." he smiled.

"okay. be careful, it's cold. i love you." she said to her daughter.

"love you, mom."

he walked her to the car, with lust in his eyes. ignoring the fact that she was already getting uncomfortable, he drove to the drive-in, where he parked closer to the back, away from all the other cars.

"hey, uh.. why are we so isolated?" y/n asks.

"oh, just so nobody hears screams."

"screams?"

immediately, he climbed over to where she was sitting, and crouched in front of her, undoing her seatbelt.

"uh, grayson.." she mumbled.

"be quiet, pretty girl." he growled. he put his hands on her mid-torso.

"stop!" she cried, and he attempted at slipping them up her shirt, but it became difficult while she was moving around, trying to break free of his hold. he ended up getting his hands under her shirt, and was able to take it off. but she smacked him in the face, leaving a pink mark.

"bitch." grayson snarled as he smacked her back, then going to unbutton her jeans. he got his hand in her jeans, and moved it around. as he looked up into her glossy eyes that had her tears falling, he found the waistband of her underwear, and he moved it to the side a bit.

"stop!" she screamed as she opened the car door and practically fell out. she grabbed her shirt, buttoned her jeans and ran out into the cold.

"hello?" he asked, snapping y/n out of her thoughts. she looked straight up into his eyes, almost forcing him to meet his with her glossy eyes, filled with pain, fear, and misery.

"uh, so. i'm.. steve. steve harrington." he spoke, as she tightened her arms against her torso.

"i'm y/n." she said, with a shaky voice. steve walked closer to her, only for her to step back a hit further.

"so, uh, you seem pretty shaken. you okay? if you want, we can go into my house, i can get you a towel. your hair and your clothes are pretty soaked." he offered.

she sniffed, and nodded her head in approval. although she had just been touched by a guy she thought she could trust, she felt safe with steve. safer than with anyone.

steve walked her inside, where he ran and got her a towel. he told her he would go grab some clothes for her, so she walked up with him.

"uh.. you can change." he said sweetly as he turned around and covered his eyes. she got changed, and sat down on the bed, where he sat with her.

"so, what happened? why were you out in the rain.. alone?" he asked. y/n sighed as more tears filled her eyes. she clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth.

"so.. i went on a date. with uh, grayson. the only grayson at hawkins high, so.. do you know him?" he nodded his head yes, and she continued.

"he took me to a drive-in. when we got there, he--" she stopped herself.

"hey.. don't worry. take your time. but, did he rape you?" steve asked.

y/n pressed her lips together and shook her head.

"he parked away from everyone and climbed over to me. he unbuckled my seatbelt. uh.. he kept trying to put his hands under my shirt--" she got interrupted by her sobs.

steve put a hand on her back, and reassured that it was okay.

"he ended up taking my shirt.. off. and he.." her voice broke.

"he unbuttoned my jeans and he kept moving his hands around," she sobbed out the words.

"and i jumped out of the car before he actually got what he wanted." she cried.

"i'll kick his ass, y/n. i won't let him hurt you again." he smiled.

she smiled back and leaned her head on his shoulder, where she felt more tears forming in her eyes.

y/n shut her eyes tightly, where a few tears fell. she sniffled quietly, so steve wouldn't hear her.

what she didn't know, was steve heard her. and he wasn't going to leave her side. he wanted to comfort the girl that he had just met, because he really liked her.

he wanted her to know that he wasn't leaving her, and he told her by saying,

"cry it out, y/n. i'm here."