should I stay or should I go? | mike wheeler x reader

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐨 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐩𝐭.𝟏

The girl sat on the couch as we interrogated her. "Is there a number we can call for your parents?" Mike asks, "Where's your hair? Do you have cancer?" Dustin questions, earning a slap from me. "Did you run away?" I ask. "Are you in some kind of trouble?" Mike follows. "Is that blood?" Lucas asks, pointing to a stain on her shirt only for Mike to slap his hand away, "Stop it! You're freaking her out!" Mike shouts. "She's freaking me out!" Lucas retorts. "I bet she's deaf," Dustin cuts in and claps in front of her face making her jump back. "All right, that's enough, all right? She's just scared and cold." Mike scolded. "Why do you care so much?" I mumble under my breath. Mike walks over to his laundry basket, "Here, these are clean. Okay?" He exclaims, giving her fresh clothes, earning a scoff from me.

The girl stood up and was about to pull off her clothes in front of us, "No, no, no! See over there? That's the bathroom. Privacy. Get it?" Mike asks her as she walks to the bathroom, Mike following.

"This is mental," Dustin exclaims, "At least she can talk," Mike adds. "She said "no" and "yes," Your three-year-old sister says more." Lucas retorts. "She tried to get naked," Dustin continues. "Yeah, I bet Mike woulda liked that," I scoff. "What's your damage? Mike sneers back at me. "There's something seriously wrong with her. Like wrong in the head. I bet she escaped from Pennhurst," Lucas says. "From where?" Mike asks, "The nuthouse in Kerley County," I reply. "You got a lot of family there?" Dustin asks jokingly, "shut it, Henderson," I respond snarkily. "Seriously though, think about it. That would explain her shaved her and why she's so crazy," Lucas explains. "Why she went like--" I exclaim, fake taking my shirt off. "She's an escapee is the point. She's probably a psycho," Lucas adds. "Like Michael Myers," I follow, "Exactly! We should've never brought her here." Lucas exclaims. "So you just wanted to leave her out in that storm?" Mike asks. "Yes! We went out to find Will, not another problem," Lucas retorts. "I think we should tell your mom," I demand, "I second that," Dustin and Lucas say in unison. "Who's crazy now?" Mike asks. "how is that crazy?" I reply. "Cause, we weren't supposed to be out tonight, remember?" Mike asks. "So?" Lucas retorts. "So if I tell my mom and she tells your mom and your mom..." Mike implies.

"Oh, man." Dustin exclaims, "Our houses become Alcatraz," Lucas follows. "My house is already Alcatraz," I mumble. "Exactly. We'll never find Will. All right, here's the plan. She sleeps here tonight." Mike starts. "You're letting a girl that isn't y/n--"

"Just listen! In the morning, she sneaks around my house, goes to the front door and rings my doorbell. My mom will answer and no exactly what to do. She'll send her back to Pennhurst or wherever she comes from. We'll be totally in the clear. And tomorrow night, we go back out. And this time, we find Will," Mike explains, cutting Dustin off.

"Mike, where is she gonna sleep?" I ask as the boys leave. "In the fort," Mike replies. "But I'm sleeping there," I exclaim. "No, she is. You can sleep in my room or something," he grumbles. "then where will you sleep?" I ask. "My room, we'll just share the bed," he retorts as my eyes widen.

So there I lay, in Mike Wheeler's bed, with Mike Wheeler right next to me, and some stranger sleeping in his basement. "Did you ever get her name?"I blurt, "Yeah, it's eleven. We can call her El, though. She has a tattoo," Mike boasts about the girl. "She already has a nickname?" I sigh, "Yeah. Night, y/n/n," Mike whispers. "Night, Mike," I reply before turning the other way and letting a few tears escape my tightly shut eyes.