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-𝙎𝙃𝙀'𝙎 𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙁𝙀𝘾𝙏 𝙄𝙉 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔 𝙎𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙇𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙔.
YANDERE! STRANGER THINGS x F! READER.
-𝙒𝙃𝙔 𝘿𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙔 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝙈𝙀 𝙎𝙊 𝙈𝙐𝘾𝙃?
In which a powerful girl gets Stockholm Syndrome from some random teenagers...
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𝙎𝙋𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙃 𝙎𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙎𝙃 Puddles bouncing off her yellow rubber boots, she turned her face around, blood running down her nose. The bloodied girl sighed, fear evident in her eyes. After one full hour of running she finally lost them, she fell down to her knees, gasping for air. After a couple of minutes of sitting down, she decided to look around. Well, that was her idea until She heard a growl. She whipped her head around at the sound of the creature, she stood up and held her hand out.
It ran at her, it's flower shaped head opening up, teeth sharper than daggers. Closing her hand, the creature's head exploded, a metal smell filling the air.
She sighed and sat on a broken branch. Closing her eyes, she started to fall asleep.
-Uhm.. You guys have to see this!
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Light flooding your vision, you slowly opened your eyes. Looking around, you noticed you were in a basement.
-Uh, hello. A feminine voice speaks to you. Turning around, you see a ginger-haired girl with headphones around her neck.
-Oh uhm, hi. Could you tell me where I am? You ask, hoping she could help your confused self.
-You're at my friends house.- She replied, smiling softly at your face.
You thanked her and stood up, but the pain in your legs made you fall back.
-Shit. Don't stand up, your legs are- very bruised.. She said, panicking that she would get yelled at by steve for letting you get more hurt.
-Oh, okay thank you uh- sorry, what's your name? You shyly ask, being embarrassed for not knowing her name.
-No its okay, my name is Maxine but nobody calls me that- she replied red coating her freckled cheeks. Just call me Max.
-Thank you Max, my name is seven- but please call me Y/n. You reply, grinning.
-Wait a minute- Seven? Are you from the lab- she got cut off by a boy coming down the stairs.
-Hey Max, are you okay? I heard talking, is the girl awake?- He stopped talking and looked at you. Well that answers my question.
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Sorry this was a short chapter lol anyways mike, eleven and will aren't in California so like the bullys are gonna be there too at school... maybe some of the bullys will like you idk man-
