Y/n's pov
The booming clap of thunder and the steady drumming of rain hitting the windows could be heard from inside our basement.
The poor girl sat before us, shaking, her
breath heavy and ragged.
She was wearing Mike's jacket, he had given it to her when we found her shivering in the rain.
The four of us stood in front of her, gazing at her in awe and bewilderment.
Lucas and Mike were to my right, Dustin on my
left.
Mike finally broke the silence.
"Is there a number we can call for your parents?"
"Where's your hair? Do you have cancer?"
"Dustin." I scolded.
"Did you run away?"
"Are you in some kind of trouble?"
"Hold on. Is that blood?" I asked, my eyes going wide.
Lucas reached his hand toward her, but Mike slapped it away, causing the girl to look even more scared and confused.
"Stop it, you're freaking her out!" Mike yelled.
"She's freaking me out!" Lucas and I yelled in unison.
I realized I had been yelling, and quickly closed my mouth.
I felt really bad for this girl, I didn't need to be yelling.
"I bet she's deaf!" Dustin said looking at me, but I just shrugged, nodding for him to go on.
Dustin clapped his hands together loudly, and the girl flinched at the sudden noise.
"Nope, not deaf." He said in an almost disappointed tone.
"Alright, that's enough!!" Mike yelled.
"Yeah, she's just scared and cold! Micheal, get some clean clothes." I yelled at the boys.
Dustin and Lucas finally shut up, and Mike walked over to the laundry machine and grabbed some clean, folded clothes.
"Here, these clothes are for you. It's okay, I promise we won't hurt you." I spoke softly, and she calmed down a bit at the tone of my voice.
She rubbed the folded clothes on her cheek, which was kind of weird, she then stood up and reached down, attempting to take her shirt off in front of all of us.
"No, no!" Mike and I said in unison, freaking out. Mike put his hands on hers to stop her from pulling her shirt up.
"Woah!"
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!"
"Woah!"
She looked scared because of all of our yelling, so Mike conveyed a better idea. "Over there is a bathroom, for privacy, get it?"
She calmed down, and nodded, walking towards the bathroom with Mike trailing behind her.
"This is mental." Dustin came to the conclusion of.
"Maybe." I shrugged.
"At least she can talk." Mike shrugged, coming back from the bathroom.
"She said 'No' and 'Yes', your three-year-old sister can say more!" Lucas whisper yelled.
Mike glared at him.
"She tried to get naked!" Dustin said.
"There's something seriously wrong with her. Like, wrong in the head." Lucas said.
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Girlfriend or girl that's a friend. (Lucas Sinclair x Reader)
FanfictionY/n Wheeler has basically always been part of the party. Ever since her twin brother, Mike (fraternal of course) introduced her to Will in the first grade, she kind of just stuck to the group. They were her support system and she was theirs. Practic...
