#dadsteve

‘’She’s pretty,’’ You hear a voice chime in. You had a horrible headache and the voices around you seemed to make it worse at the moment. You take your hand which felt like it weight fifty pound and lifted it up to your forehead which resulted in a unison of screams. 

 ‘’She moved!’’ A voice yells 

‘’Okay, Okay, okay,’’ You hear a panic voice next. 

‘’Dustin quit!’’ Another voice yells and once again you felt a pressure against your cheek. You open your eyes and close them blinded by the light, ‘’Wait close the blinds.’’ One voice says. You hear some ruffling and then peak your eyes open again and notice three boys standing in front of you and then another comes up behind them peering over their shoulders. 

 ‘’Where?’’ You try and speak but your voice still comes off weak like the other night. 

 ‘’Steve! Steve!’’ You see one of the boys with a hat on scream. You hear footsteps above you making you look up noticing the wood planks above you, you look around the room noticing a couch and a few things that looked like machines and you felt yourself start to breath rapidly. 

 ‘’Hey you’re okay,’’ The pale curly headed boy says looking at you intensely. ‘’It’s okay,’’ He assures you. You nod your head at him and feel a tear fall down your face. 

 You hear the footsteps get closer and then notice the boy from last night, only this time he was in normal clothes. ‘’What did you shit heads- Oh,’’ He says his gaze falling on you his eyes wide. ‘’Why is she crying?’’ He asks looking at the four boys. ‘’Did you do something?’’ He asks walking over closer to you examining you. 

‘‘No!’‘ One of the boys yells. 

‘‘She just woke up and started crying, we didn’t do anything!’‘ another boy says panicked looking back at you. You recognized his voice he was the one that said you were pretty. ‘‘What’s your name?’‘ He asks you. 

 You remember your parents gave you a name before you were taken, but while you were in the lab you were only referred to as thirteen. ‘’Y/N,’’ You tell them and they all look at you in shock. 

 You watch as one of the boys walks over to the tall one from last night, ‘’Are you sure she said she was like El?’’ He asks. ‘’When we found El she didn’t have a name,’’ He tells him. 

‘‘Eleven?’‘ You question making everyone look at you and you felt your cheeks flush. ‘’El?’’ You repeat what the boy had called her. 

 ‘’You know El?’’ One of them asks. 

You nod your head slowly, you had never seen El but you knew she existed she had escaped two years ago you remembered being so envious of her. ‘’Who are you?’’ You ask them. 

They all tell you their names Mike, Dustin, Will, and Lucas. You look to the boy from last night the one with the nice hair, ‘’Steve,’’ He says looking at you an admiring look to him. ‘’Last night?’’ He sort of phrases it as a question. ‘’You were bleeding and you passed out, what happened?’’ He asks you. 

 You look down noticing you were still dressed in your gown from the lab, you were laid on what you recognized as a couch and you sit up further looking around, ‘’I want to change,’’ You blurt out. You look up at the boy, Steve, who looks at you and nods his head eagerly and runs over to one of the machines you noticed earlier. He comes back with clothes in his hands, a pair of shorts and a shirt, you look at them all who seemed to be awaiting your next move and then you reach down to the hem of the gown ready to pull it off. 

 ‘’Oh shit!’’ The boy you remembered as Dustin yells, ‘’What is it with girls?’’ He says covering his eyes with his hand. 

 You look down not understanding why they were all so freaked out and you look up at Steve who seemed to have a hint of a smile on his face. ‘’Come with me,’’ He says to you. He walks over to a room and opens the door allowing you to move past him, ‘’You can change in here,’’ He says. You look at him and study his face, his hair was falling down and he wasn’t in that weird outfit from last night. You felt a strong connection with him when you looked at him, then last night when he touched your arm you had this vision of the girl who you assume was Eleven or El for short.  

You nod your head and he shuts the door completely and you change, you peel off the gown and throw it to the floor and pick up the shorts he had given you pulling them up your legs, they were too big but they would do. Then you take the shirt and pick it up pulling it over your head, as you pull it down the shirt drops over your head falling against your neck you weren’t in the closet anymore. 

You can hear the screaming and the pure terror as you watched what you knew so well, you watch your body be drug by two men across the tile. You felt them throw you into a chair and hold you down tighten the straps to your body, you felt them put something over your head and you scream moving your body in resistance. 

‘‘Thirteen,’‘ You hear the familiar taunting voice. When Brenner had left shortly after Eleven had escaped a new man taken his place Doctor Davis, he was your worst nightmare. ‘‘Kill,’‘ He simply commands. 

 You look at him confused and then someone turns your chair around and you were staring at your reflection in the mirror, then you found yourself staring at a man. He looked sick, like he was dying and he had cuts all over his face and a black eye. You look back over to Davis who seemed to be starring you down intensely. 

‘‘No,’‘ You fight back. ‘‘No!’‘ You yell and you squirm in the chair trying to break free. 

 ‘’Kill,’’ He repeats this time sounding more threatening if possible. ‘’Kill him!’’ He yells. ‘’Kill him or they die!’’ He says now sounding more calm and you look at him confused. He then looks down where he was standing and takes something in his hand slamming it against the glass, a photo. You look at it intensely and realize it was your parents, you gasp and look at him as he laughs mercifully. ‘’Kill,’’ He says once more. 

 You turn your head to look at the man through the mirror, you concentrate thinking about snapping his neck. You picture Davis’s face as you do so, thinking that he can kill your parents, well you could easily do the same but to him. You picture Davis in your mind and for a second you can even see him sitting in the chair in front of you and you channel all of your energy and the man begins to scream. Then you begin to scream warm tears streaming down your face you scream until your throat was raw and you could no longer hear the man in front of you screaming as your own screams were drowning you out. 

 Then the room went silent, and you were left only with your sobs. You lean over in the chair not able to breath and the sobs shakes your body. You killed him, you killed an innocent man on command the thing they had been building you up to do. You hear the door click open and footsteps and then slow clapping and you still were bent over not wanting to look at yourself. You felt a pair of cold hands touch your face and you flinch moving around but they were too strong. Davis takes his hands and makes you look up but when you do you no longer see the mans lifeless body you see yourself once again in the mirror. ‘’Beautiful,’’ He says. You shut your eyes tightly not being able to stand the sight of yourself, ‘’Take her back,’’ He commands. 

 You felt your body being shook and you could hear voices panicked, ‘’Y/N! Y/N!’’ The familiar voice of Steve yells next to you, you open your eyes slightly and see he was the one shaking you and all the other boys stood at the door staring in at you their faces looked scared. You look around at them all and then back to Steve who was staring at you with a look of sorrow and pity on his face, you couldn’t help yourself to you push your body against his and he takes in a sharp breath. You felt him cradle your body and you lean against him feeling his heart beat which was abnormally fast. 

 You once again hear footsteps ushering down the stairs this time it sounded like more than one person, and then the boys move out of the door way and you first notice the red headed girl and then she moved out of the way and you finally spot the girl from the vision you had seen. This was the girl who escaped, ‘’Eleven?’’ You ask moving yourself away from Steve’s body. He still kept his arm against your back and you look up watching the shock on the girl El’s face. You take your sleeve and push it up showing her the 013 on your wrist, and you notice everyone around look at each other not knowing what to say. ‘’I’m thirteen.’’ 

Part 2