y/n-
We get to Mikes house and I sit down on his bed.
"Here," he spoke.
He handed me my walkie talkie.
"You found it?" I ask.
He nodded.
"Duh."
He sat next to me.
He grabbed my hand and I had the most butterflies ever, then he flipped over and reveled my number and he just asked about it again.
"What happened, El has a number too."
"Kids." His mom said walking in, interrupting him talking.
"Hm?" Mike said.
"Someone's at the door and it's for you apparently Y/n."
Mike held my hand and guided me out and into the living room again.
He peered out the door.
"Move. I know who it is."
He moves out the way.
When I open the door a take a deep breath.
It's a girl.
I know it's a setup just to get back at the lab.
Mike is behind me.
"Hello, do you wanna buy any cookies?" She asks.
I notice a van in the corner and someone has binoculars.
"Mike i'll be back." I say. He follows me even though i didn't really want him to.
I head toward the van and a man gets out.
He has a weapon.
"Y/n no," mike shouted.
Mike tried to grab me and pull me back and then my hand flew behind me and so did mike.
He landed on the floor far behind me and I look at him and then look back at the man.
Great. Now Mike probably thinks i'm a physco.
I stare at the man.
"Kill me or die trying."
He runs toward me and I stare at him and he fits against the window of the van and i see some blood.
Another person runs towards Mike and he has a knife.
"NO!" I scream.
I believe in myself.
Then the man falls over and bleeds from his eyes, he drops the knife and Mike stares at me like i'm crazy.
"You saved my life." He said.
"Pay me back later." I giggle.
"You're- you're nineteen."
I tilted my head.
"Don't call me that, please."
"You're just like Eleven." He looked at me.
Out of no where we hear a gunshot and then I feel a bad pain in my leg and I got scared and tensed up.
Mikes eyes widen as I stare at the floor and my heart beats fast, I hear mike yelling but I can't make out what he's saying, he's got a knife in one hand.
Stuff gets blurry but he's fighting someone.
I'm scared.
I want to help him.
I try to stand up and I fall back down.
I hear police and I see Nancy and his parents.
Mike picks me up and runs me down to his basement.
"Mike." I whisper.
I see someone standing near me and they're doing something with my leg.
I think they're trying to fix my leg and get me moving again.
i stare at the ceiling and I slowly fall asleep.
I have a dream.
I was with Vincent.
He was holding my hand as we walked across the streets.
He smiled at strangers and said hello to everyone.
"y/n!" He says smiling.
"Y/nnnn!"
"Y/n, I love you!" His voice slowly fades away and I wake up.
Mikes sitting next to me.
Just Mike.
"Mike?" I say.
"Y/n you're up." He smiled. "Some really nice doctors fixed you up while you were sleeping, it was here in my basement, and the little girl got arrested and so did the person who hurt you, the cops thought he was the one who hurt everyone else."
I look at my leg.
It's wrapped up.
I try to sit up.
"Take it easy champ." He giggles.
"Mike." I say. "I'm the monster. I hurt the people not him."
"You didn't hurt anyone." he said. "they hurt themself. And plus, they weren't even dead after you did all that, there was extra bullets lying around proving they got killed while the guy was trying to kill us."
