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"I did this for you, all of it was for you."
His voice was low, a dark rumble in his chest. It was a far cry from the gentle tone he'd always used with me.
The intensity of his gaze gave it all away. He really was the monster, the one he'd "protected" me from.
The hairs on my neck stood straight up, as I processed his words. How could I escape his suffocating hold? Did I even want to?....
This is a fanfic of Mr Whatsit/Henry Creel from "Stranger Things". This story will contain themes of manipulation, psychological deception, and possession. If that is triggering for you, I totally understand skipping this read 🙏🏻