𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 / 𝘧𝘪𝘹-𝘪𝘵! 𝘢𝘶

Twelve

Stranger Things is set to after Will and el left.

THIS CONTENT IS RATED 13+, AND IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES.

VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

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Finney had been walking for a while, before being brought to a halt.

'Where am I even going?' He questioned himself, before realizing.

'Where the hell am I?..'

He looked around frantically, trying to spot any evidence of where he was.
It's like he was so caught up with 'being free', that he had forgotten about his surroundings.
He knows he's not that far from the boys, since he never passed a 'leaving Denver, Colorado' sign.

He turned right back around, in attempt to retrace his steps. Passing house by house, he looked at the residence name.

"Wheeler residence."

(Just pretend hawkins Indiana is right next to Denver, Colorado...)

'Wheeler? Wheeler... I've never heard of wheeler..?' He thinks.

His eyes widen.
"I'm not in Denver." He realizes.

"Uhh.. you okay? You've been staring at my house for a long time..." a boy with black hair and looks his age walks up to him.

"I'm not in Denver, am I.." he asks the boy for reassurance.

"Uhh- no? This is hawkins Indiana."
The boy says.

Finney starts to panic.
"Oh god."

"Hey, man you good?" The black haired boy asks him.

Finney eventually calms down.
'They don't need me there anyways. I bet nobody even noticed I was gone.'

Finney sighs.
"I'm Finney. You are?"

"Mike. Mike wheeler." Mike pauses, before continuing again.
"You're from Denver? How'd you get here?"

Finney sighs.
"I had finally gotten away from my dad, but quickly got lost..." he stops.

'Why am I telling a stranger this?'

"Gotten away from your dad? What do you mean by that..?" Mike asks.
He knows what Finney was trying to say, but just wanted to make sure.

"Nevermind." Finney says.

"Well, don't you wanna go ba-" Mike gets cut off.

"No!" Finney blurts out.
"Sorry. Not yet."

Mike furrows his eyebrows, before relaxing again. "Okay... I know you're a stranger, but do you wanna come inside? All of my friends are there too, I can introduce you to them if you want." Finney was a little sceptical. No- scratch that. He was really sceptical.
He had survived a kidnapping, and you think he'd wanna go into some random kids house?

But Finney soon realized he had no other choice, considering he had no where to go, so he eventually agreed.

"Alright, cool. Come with me." Mike leads him into his house, and into- a basement.
Finneys breathing hitches, when Mike opens the door. They both walk down the steps, and Finney slows his breathing, realizing he wasn't lying. There was his friends waiting for him.

"Hey, Mike! Where'd you g-" a dark skinned boy stops talking, seeing Finney behind Mike.

"Who's that?" A curly haired boy asks.

"Guys, this is Finney." Mike introduced him.

"Oh okay? I'm Dustin!" The curly haired boy says, and Finney smiles nervously.