Mike Wheeler x reader

Saved By My Brother

I ended up accompanying Mike, Lucas, Eleven, and Dustin on a search for my brother. I was kinda confused by what they said earlier.

"Mike," I yelled over to him. "How exactly does Eleven know where Will is?"

"Um, well... She has powers."

"Wait, what?"

"She has powers. I know that it's kinda hard to believe, but she does. She said that Will is hiding from the Demigorgon."

"Wait, you mean to tell me that we are going somewhere because you believe  an almost catatonic girl when she tells you that my brother is hiding from a fictional monster from Dungeons and Dragons?"

"Yeah. Pretty much."

"God help me if you guys are wrong about this." We continued to ride until a familiar house came into view. "Why are we at my house?"

We all stopped. "Eleven what are we doing here," Mike asked.

"Hiding," Eleven replied.

"He's not here," I stated. "I have checked this place and turned it upside down looking for him." Then I heard them. The sirens. "Will," I said. I rode in the direction of the sirens and arrived at the local quarry. Everyone else was close on my heels.

"They found him," Dustin asked.

I smiled. "I think so." I stared at the scene, my smile fading as they pulled a body out of the water. "No." My breathing sped up.

"Y/N?" Lucas asked. I backed up, tears in my eyes. "Oh no."

I stopped and collapsed to the ground. "You lied to me. Mike, you bastard you lied to me!" He tried comforting me, but I smacked his hands away. "Get away from me! I don't need your help! I should have stay how I was! I shouldn't have let you in!" I stood up and stumbled back to my bike. "Never come near me again!" I couldn't believe that I'd just seen my brother's corpse. I rode as fast as I could until something hit my head, knocking off my bike. I skidded across the road, holes forming in my pants and shirt. I whimpered in pain, tears falling from my eyes.

"Look at what we have here," Troy asked, coming out of the shadows. "I told you that you would regret what you did." He grabbed me by the hair. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?"

"Just do what you're going to do to me, Troy. Lord knows that I deserve it."

"Oh. You're going to get it." He slammed my head into the cement and turned me onto my back. He crawled on top of me and began hitting me in the face.

"Hey," someone yelled as I heard a car door slam shut. "Get off of her!" Troy was pulled off of me and I sat up, seeing Jonathan. "Y/N, are you alright?"

I shook my head. "No."

"How bad did he hurt you?"

"It isn't that. It's Will."

"What? Did they find him?" I nodded. "Why aren't you happy? Is he alright?" I shook my head. "Is he... is he..." I nodded. "Oh God." He held me close. "Let's go home." He picked me up and put me in the car. We drove home in silence, tears falling from my eyes. I'd been digging my fingernails into the back of my hand, drawing blood. I couldn't get the image of Will out of my mind. The car came to a stop. "Y/N, it's gonna-" I didn't let him finish before I got out of the car and ran inside to my room, locking the door behind me.