Keep Me Like An Oath // OC x Mike Wheeler

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I sat on Mike's couch in the basement next to Eleven as she clutches onto me.

"Is there a number we can call for your parents?" Mike asked. I shook my head at Mike signaling 'no' and he nodded in understanding.

"Where's your hair. Do you have cancer?" Dustin pressed. Again I shook my head at him.

"Did you run away?" Lucas asked.

"Are you in some kind of trouble?" Mike asked.

"Is that blood?" Lucas asked going to touch her, I slapped his hand away.

"Stop it all of you. You're overwhelming her with all your stupid questions." I told them raising my voice louder than I have with anyone. They all looked at me with a surprised look, then Lucas shook it off and said,

"She freaking me out," Lucas defended himself.

"I bet she's def." Dustin said and then clapped his hands. She flinched.

"Jesus Christ, Dustin." I said exasperated.

"What?" Dustin asked clueless. I rolled my eyes.

I stood up and turned to Mike, "Grab her some clean clothes." I said in the monotone voice I usually had.

"Got it, guys she's just cold and scared." Mike said. Mike ran to grab some of his clean clothes for her. "Here these are clean, ok?" Mike said to her and smiled. She took them and put them to her face. She set the clothes down and stood up. She began to take her shirt of. I slapped my hands over my Mike and Dustin's eyes while Lucas turned around.

"Oh my god." Dustin exclaimed.

"No, no, no." Lucas said. I pushed her shirt back down.

"Bathroom." I told her and pointed to the Wheelers basement bathroom.

"Privacy, get it" Mike said. She picked up the clothes and walked to the bathroom. I walked over with her, I closed the door but she put her hand on it to stop me.

"You don't want it closed?" I asked her.

"No" she said softly. I smiled at her, I closed it so it was still open a jar.

"This?" I asked her. She nodded and smiled at me with gratitude. I walked back over to the guys, I decided not to say anything about her being in the lab with me.

"This is mental." Dustin exclaimed.

"At least she can talk." Mike said.

"She aid 'yes' and 'no'. Your three year old sister can say more." Lucas said.

"She tried to get naked." Dustin said disgusted.

"There's something seriously wrong with her. Like wrong in the head." 

I narrowed my eyes at Lucas and knock him over with my powers. "What the hell, Eleanor?!" Lucas yelled. Mike went to my side as I wiped my nose.

"Ok, ok, lets calm down, Eleanor. Lucas take it back."

"Fine, I take it back." Lucas said.

"Eleanor, you drew first blood, apologies and shake Lucas's hand." Mike told me.

"Sorry," I grumbled and grudgingly held out my hand to which Lucas shook.

"...She went like this." Dustin was first to speak as he motioned how she tried to pull her shirt off but he knocked his hat off then went down to retrieve it.

"I bet she escaped from Penhurst." Lucas conspired. Mike grabbed my hand and squeezed it and I immediately calmed down but still glared at Lucas.

"From where?" Mike asked.