I decided to make this for all the Stranger Things and It fans including myself!
I only do x readers, so DON'T REQUEST MILEVEN, BYLER, OR REDDIE OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. I don't ship that stuff, so it'll be uncomfortable to write about.
I'll respect y...
Sittin' all alone, mouth full of gum, in the driveway, my friends aren't far, in the back of my car, lay their bodies.
I smiled as I approached my boyfriend, I swiftly kissed his cheek and lied my head on his shoulder "hey Mike!" I grinned, he slightly smiled "hi Y/n" "ugh" Lucas groaned while looking at the two of us, I immediately frowned.
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I clenched my small fists as Mike pulled Eleven into a tight hug "I never stopped looking" Mike whispered "I talked to you everyday for-" my fists clenched even more and I glared at the two.
"353 days, I heard" she spoke back "why didn't you say anything?" Mike asked as he looked at her lovingly, I breathed in and tried to calm myself, I was the type to get very jealous very quickly, when I get jealous I get angry, you don't wanna know what happens when I get angry...
Where's my mind, where's my mind.
I sighed and grabbed the kitchen knife off the counter, I kept it with me for safety...and other reasons too.
They'll be here pretty soon, lookin' through my room, for the money, I'm bitin' my nails, I'm too young to go to jail, it's kinda funny.
I frowned as I sat alone at the Snow Ball, on the bleachers, I was supposed to be dancing with Mike, but he'd rather be dancing with El.
It didn't matter if the bitch (OoF) has powers, I could easily injure her, let's just say it isn't the first time I've hurt someone before...
I've always been kind to the girl, putting on a facade in front of my friends and boyfriend, little did they know about the beast I would hide.
The knife was in the inside of my dress, in a hidden pocket, slightly scraping my skin and bloodying my angel white dress.
I tried to keep my cool as the two danced together, smiling, closes face enough, that if they moved an inch, they would be kissing. I reached into my dress and intended to grab the knife until I heard a voice.
"Hey, Y/n" a familiar voice spoke, my eyes widened and I moved my clenched fists away from my dress "hey Dustin!" I falsely smiled at the curly headed boy.
"Why aren't you dancing with Mike? He's your boyfriend after all" Dustin spoke, I clenched my teeth and tried to hide the angry look on my face.
"He'd rather be dancing with some slu-I mean, with Eleven" I muttered and tried to correct myself "I know what you mean, the girl I love is dancing with my best friend" Dustin frowned, my eye slightly twitched "this is different, so much more different" I spoke through clenched teeth.
"I guess you're right, you're actually dating him" Dustin slightly chuckled, this isn't something to be laughing at, Dustin.
Where's my mind, where's my mind, where's my mind, where's my mind.
Maybe it's in the gutter, where I left my lover, what an expensive fate, my V is for Vendetta, thought that I'd feel better, but now I got a bellyache.
As the boy walked away, I watched Eleven and Mike again, their faces slowly started to inch toward each other, my eyes widened and I watched the two through narrowed eyes, Mike connected his lips to Eleven's and that's when I broke.
My heart felt as if it had just shattered to a million pieces. I growled as my eyes started to twitch again, how dare he, how dare she, how dare they, they clearly don't understand the consequences that come with angering me.
Everything I do, the way I wear my noose, like a necklace, I wanna make 'em scared, like I could be anywhere, like I'm wreck-less.
I grabbed my knife and clenched it as hot tears fell down my face. I growled and my face grew red out of anger and sadness, I stomped down the wooden bleachers and gulped angrily as more tears fell down my face, I had completely lost control of myself.
Before I knew it I was already stomping toward the couple, the two turned toward me in curiosity, the students looked at me in fear as they noticed the knife I was clutching.
I lost my mind, I don't mind, where's my mind, where's my mind.
Maybe it's in the gutter, where I left my lover, what an expensive fate, my V is for Vendetta, thought that I'd feel better, but now I got a bellyache.
Maybe it's in the gutter, where I left my lover, what an expensive fate, my V is for Vendetta, thought that I'd feel better, but now I got a bellyache.
Before I knew it I had already stabbed the couple multiple times, (my god...) many screams were heard, my eyes widened "what did I just-" I started to panic, I didn't think it'd go this far, I didn't think I'd actually hurt them.
My eyes widened, full of horror, many students ran, I noticed Hopper barge through the doors with his gun raised, his eyes widened, I was covered in blood, sweat was running down my face, my eyes were wide and I was clutching a bloodied knife, my chest was pounding, and my hair was messy.
