Mike wheeler one-shots

You crushed me

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THIS IS MY AU: mike is 14, happens a couple months after season 3, hopper is alive and mike and El are dating.

! This is not to offend anyone who has been through something like this it is to spread awareness!

mike walks home one night after visiting El, but thing take a turn for the worst, and he finds himself in a life changing traumatic situation.

TW: RAPE, SEXUAL ASSULT, TALK OF RAPE, VIOLENCE, GRAFIC DESCRIPON OF INJURYS.

It does not go into any graphic detail of rape.

This will be a separate series carried on btw on my account pls check it out thank you.this is for spreading awareness!

Walking home at night was not one of mike wheelers favourite activates. Especially if it meant the risk of being caught by your girlfriend's dad. It was a shame his bike wheel had popped; it would make going home far easier and not having to walk across the town would make his anxiety go away. But he saw El and that's what matted most to him.

The still breeze of the night picked up as he walked faster willing his legs to pick up speed in hope to get back home into the warmth. He still had about a 10-minute walk left, according to his watch which read: 10:49 .it normally took about a 15-minute walk (he'd only walked once and estimated it to take that long).

He took a turn down a side lane, it was a short cut to his house but on the same road Hopper took home, so he had to be cautious of that. Everything was quite apart from the wind nipping against his ears until--A man he looked about in his early 30s, mike couldn't tell from the dim streetlamps as his only Resorces of light. He came stumbling around the Coner ahead of him, clearly drunk. He looked in mikes direction and caught his eye, mike felt a pool of dread at the pit of his stomach. Mike decided it was best to keep his head down and avoid any further eye contact and keep walking.

It seemed this drunk man had other plans, he drunkenly sluggishly walked over to him. Before mike could even react, the man had already pinned him up against the wall. Mike seemed to have frozen in a dazed panic unable to react to do anything, not that he could the man was twice his size.

'what's a pretty boy like you doing walking around here at night?' the man slurred.

mike could smell this breath reeking with alcohol.

He felt the man's hands start to invite themselves under his shirt. His breathing picked up rapidly as realisation hit him, no he thought not now, please. Tears brimmed in his eyes threating to still, and they did as soon as-

He felt something-not something, a hand unbuttoning his jeans, the very ones El had made jokes about stealing and his nana had gotten for him for his 14th birthday.

'no 'his voice came out in nothing more than a Wisper than a desperate cry for help.

Mike was now trying to fight him, but it came to no use.

"stop"mike pleaded gaining his voice back.

As the man started to gain a firmer grip now his jeans had been unwilling pulled down to his ankles and he'd gotten his own pants down ready to continue his assault on mike, with his acholic breath against mikes his mumming things mike couldn't make out.

"Get off me"He sobbed "stop,stop please!"

The man's aggression had gotten worse as his hands roughly griped mikes exposed skin. A hand slipped off mikes boxers. A sudden pain jolted through mikes body. Then a second time. Then a third. mikes vison become cloudy due to the rapid flow of tears of pain. He knew what was happening, and it horrified him.

"stop,please"mikes voice came out horse and barely recognizable in a final attempt to make him stop
"No..stop".

mikes consciousness was fadeding rapidly, not long before he blacked out from the intense pain, he heard someone shouting and also a blur of blue and red light as his vison faded into darkness.