Dream Walker: Will Byers X Reader Fanfic

The dream

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Your POV
I fell into a deep sleep, snuggling into blankets that felt like soft clouds. I had long forgotten this feeling.
I opened my eyes and gasped.
No, I couldn't be back here. It was just a dream. Just a dream. I replayed the reassurance in my head but nothing worked.
I could still feel the darkness engulfing me. Papa had told me to create a dark, cold world that was a shadow of our own. It was for the bad people he said. I was the only one who could manipulate the dead, but some part of me wanted to live.
I didn't mean to release it, but it burst of me and swept into that world before I could stop it. It was black smoke, and it erupted within me. Papa refused to acknowledge it, but I knew what it was. It was a wound that I had beared ever since I was taken. My parents had given me away, like trash to the lab. I never saw them again, and my sister was the only one I held love for, until she was ripped from me.
Every time I was forced to do something horrible, illegal or morally wrong, I felt the shadow growing. When they murdered my sister, I felt it that night. It was about to consume me, and I couldn't control it. But then I thought of will. He had been in the upside down. God I missed will.
I needed him, where was he?
"Will! Will! " I started whispering then I screamed his name in fear.
"Will where are you??" I started crying, I walked past the house ad found myself in a ravine. I found a body staring back at me. It was a teenage girl, she'd been dead for a while. I couldn't tell what she looked like. One of the monsters crawled out of the girls mouth and I panicked, running away and screaming for Will.

Will's POV
I woke up as I heard two moaning in her sleep. Her tossing and turning grew more and more fervent until she was screaming my name in my sleep.
I tried to wake her up, but she wouldn't open her eyes. Finally after I'd hugged her and tried to wake her up, she gasped and woke up, crying into my chest. She'd probably had a nightmare, just like the ones I had nowadays. I knew they felt real until they were over, and even when you were awake they still took hold of you sometimes.
I just held and rocked her, it was the only thing I could do until she told me about her past. Though I hoped in the future she'd trust me enough to tell me. And maybe, just maybe we could heal from the horrors of the past together.