THEY THINK MY LOVER IS STRANGE ; MILEVEN ONESHOTS.

don't.

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eleven.

"mike, stop!"

mike looks up with a menacing grin on his face.

"i'm just testing you to see how you would react."

i look up, tears forming in my eyes.

" why are you testing things on me? i had enough of that at hawkins lab and you're not helping the situation any mo-"

mike cuts me off with a slap to the face.

"shut up. don't talk until i tell you to talk."

i grab my face and my eyes widen.

a tear slips down my cheek.

"wh-what happened to you? what happened to the mike i loved?"

mike kicks me in the stomach. i fall to my knees and groan in pain.

he pulls me up and throws me in a chair. he straps a headpiece onto me, and locks me into the chair.

"i finally saw what you really were," he says.

"inhuman."

"unlovable."

"a test subject."

my eyes squeeze shut, and the tears come instantly.

"you don't really think that," i say, my eyes bloodshot.

mike laughs.

"oh darling, i've always thought that."

i look up to the ceiling. i let the tears fall.

"you were my only hope," i choke out.

mike rolls his eyes.

"you had no hope from the day you were born. you've always been an object that needs to be tested. so, i'm going to do what needs to be done."

mike turns behind him and takes out a syringe with green liquid.

"mike, please," i beg.

"didn't i tell you not to talk?" he says.

my eyes harden.

"you do know i could kill you with one turn of my head, right?" i say.

mike laughs louder.

"yes, i know. but the thing is, you won't. you're too in love with me to do a thing to me, and you know it's true."

"i-" i start.

but i stop.

he's right.

mike comes over to me and grabs me by the neck.