I lost my way all the way to you and in you i found all the way back to me
~Atticus
Lauren Henderson lived an extraordinary life, at least that's how she liked to describe it.
Until it all went downhill.
Stranger things fanfic
oc x Billy Hargrove
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Lauren laid in her bed, her eyes looking up at the ceiling as her mind wandered to the deepest of places. She spent hours trying to sleep, but she failed.
She tried to close her eyes, but the sound of knocking made her jolt up and twist her head in surprise. Someone was knocking on her bedroom window.
She got up and slowly made her way to her window and moved the curtains. She was shocked to see Billy standing behind her window, his eyes were bloodshot and she could tell he wasn't feeling well.
She didn't hesitate and opened the window, letting him in and closing it right behind him. He was wearing a black shirt and jeans, the most casual she'd ever seen him.
His eyes were glassy and there was a small bruise on his cheek. He went to speak but Lauren immediately shushed him and pointed to the ajar door. She slowly tiptoed and closed it, locking it in the process. She turned on the lights as she took a deep breath.
Then, without saying a single word, she walked over to Billy and embraced him. He was taken by surprise, but he hugged her back and for a moment he felt like everything was okay.
"What happened?" she asked when they pulled apart and he looked down. She put her hand on his cheek, raising his face so he was looking at her. "I don't like my dad, Lauren" he shook his head, tears running down his cheek.
Then it clicked and Lauren felt her heart break for him. "Billy..." she whispered, her tone was one of realization and he gave her a nod of confirmation.
"I'm so sorry" she whispered, before her hand went to the small cut on his cheek. "Come. Sit down" she led him to her bed and sat him down before walking to her dresser and grabbing the small first aid kit she made when she first got into fighting.
She walked back over to him and sat next to him on the bed. She noticed how he was looking around her room. "I know it's a little girly" she whispered, her cheeks flushing. Her bedroom walls were a light pink and her old teddy bears were placed on the small sofa next to her dresser.
"It's cute" he whispered with a small smile, reaching his hands out to touch her red cheeks.
"I love how you get nervous around me" he whispered, his eyes looking deeply into hers. She gulped as she cleaned the cut, he was right she was nervous.
"What happened?" she asked, giving him a look and his blue eyes looked down immediately. "My dad tried to hurt my step mom. He was drunk and angry and I-" he stopped to take a deep breath and Lauren's hand immediately reached down and held his.
"I had to do something. I couldn't just stand there" he whispered and Lauren squeezed his hand reassuringly. "Was Max there?" Lauren asked, worried about the red head.
"No thank god. Max doesn't see this shit. She's always in her room" he looked up and Lauren nodded. He yawned and Lauren realized how tired she felt too.
