Halfway Happy// Billy Hargrove x Reader. Steve Harrington x Reader.

Part Fourteen

Author's Note:

Plot twist, my motivation is back. maybe for a while, or, maybe for a little. who knows? all I know, is I'm ready to write more at this moment and that's amazing for me.

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You could feel how heavy your head was before you pulled it up slightly, glancing around the darkness all around you and suddenly, they were there.

Two and Three.

Beatrice. Marcus.

The two that, back then, would risk anything to help you. To make sure that you were never hurt, never alone, never afraid, and always on your side. This time, that wasn't the case.

They had you tied to a chair. The chair.

The chair you sat in during all of your experiments. How they got it here, you never knew and you probably didn't want to find out any time soon.

"Where's One?" Chuckling turned into a grunt as Two took the opportunity to take a punch to the left side of your face and after the horrid coughing of trying to catch your breath, you spit out blood.

You could feel how cold you were, how wet the ground was, and you immediately knew you were in the Void.

"He's somewhere." Marcus spoke, one foot on the wooden plank of the chair and he shrugged at you, your eyes rolling roughly.

"Aren't the top three always supposed to stay together? Brenner's rules." Smiling, the blood rimmed your teeth and Three kicked the chair back, your head smacking violently on the floor.

"It's the top five, if you listened to Father, correctly. You barely made the cut, you know? Kind of...pathetic, if you think about it." He laughed, towering over you before looking down and staring at you. "How did you even make it?"

It was quiet before he shrugged and stepped away, Two stalking her way towards you, but you kept an eye on Marcus.

"Not sure, but, family sticks together, right? That's what Papa always said to us."

"And yet, here you guys are, doing nothing except hurting your dear old sister who got out of a toxic—aaAaAAHHhh—fuck you!" The finger wriggled in your, now exposed, wound and you tried to catch your breath.

"Cute first-aid. Wonder who did it." Beatrice giggled, placing her foot on your side and suddenly, going back to the lab didn't seem bad at all.

If the pain was bad the first time, this was worse. All the weight, the pressure of her foot made you gag in pain and you didn't know if you'd ever felt like this before.

The wheezing sound your throat made was not normal and suddenly, you and the chair were picked back up, your head falling forward.

"Strongest out of all of us? No way." Marcus chuckled, the visible '003' on his arm and he lifted your head up, your hooded eyes making direct contact with his.

"Brenner know you're doing this?"

"What he doesn't know won't kill him."

Then you saw them. Yellow eyes following what the couple was doing and suddenly, a calm wave washed over your body.

Laughing, you threw your head back, Three's fingers falling from your face and you jerked your head forward a few times, the duo turning back to be met with another figure.

"One?" He spoke, taking a timid step forward before being shoved onto the floor and grunting, your eyes following every movement.

"Derek, look, we just...we wanted to know why she left, yeah?" Two backed away as the taller figure took long, lingering steps towards her and smiled, his sharp teeth in view. "You wanted to know why, too! You always told us you did—"