Mouth Breathers Stranger Things Novels & Stories

“Making you fix what you broke.” The pressure between us snapped suddenly— Like an invisible thread tightening. Pain shot through my chest. I gasped. The stranger flinched at the exact same moment. Our eyes widened simultaneously. The connection vanished just as quickly. But the echo of it remained. Sharp. Burning. Impossible. Caelum looked between us, alarm flashing across his face. “No,” he said under his breath. I stared at the stranger. “What was that?” For the first time since arriving He looked unsettled.

I sat in silence. Suddenly, my phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number from my hometown area code. I hesitated for a moment before pressing answer. A heavy silence hung on the other end of the line for a few seconds before Mom's voice finally came through. "Eileen…" I didn't say a word. She broke down, sobbing uncontrollably. "Eileen, I was wrong. Cody's been arrested, Lexie ran off, and the neighbors won't stop whispering about me. I really realize my mistakes now. Eileen, please, come home and see me. You're all I have left…"

“We’re mere strangers.” “Strangers, huh?” I asked, a small smirk tugging at my lips. He nodded, though the movement was uncertain. I leaned down slowly, brushing my nose along the side of his neck, breathing in that warm honey and spiced apple scent that had been haunting me for days. “Well, can strangers do this?”

‎Ryo..... ‎ ‎Thank God you are awake, a stranger's voice reach my ear's as soon as I woke up. ‎ ‎I knew I couldn't be David voice, I knew that instantly, even though my head was pounding and my thoughts were slow and heavy. David voice was familiar, safe in a way that had nothing to do with comfort. ‎This voice was slow and steady like some one who is supposed to be here. ‎ ‎My heart jumped hard in chest.

Half-mouthed. A young, executive-type guy in a plum-colored shirt, open tie, looks me up and down as he passes, turning his head to catch my gaze over his shoulder. My eyes freeze on him as the third one twitches open. I catch it shut, slamming down an image of him stumbling forward as he grabs at his throat—something black sluicing from his mouth, running over his hands. Hot as tar. Smoking where it spreads. There’s panic in his eyes. Like he doesn’t know why. He’s gone when I see clear again. Another stranger I killed for no reason.

I opened the room door which had a big sticker of twenty-nine pasted on it and to my greatest surprise, I saw a guy lying on his stomach, watching a movie or so. It dawned on me that he watching porn when I heard the weird sounds coming from his laptop. He hadn't noticed my presence since he was very engrossed, so I quietly stepped out of the room and let out a big sigh of frustration. So this was my new roommate? Great! Just what I needed!

Slowly, I reach out to stop it from crawling by grabbing one of the oddly twisted limbs and lower my voice to a whisper, “hey, I asked you what you are. Can you speak?” It blinks at me a couple of times, then nods carefully. “Okay,” I mutter and loosen my hold a little. “Can you answer my question, then? What are you?” It tilts its head slowly, blinks at me a couple more times, then opens its mouth and I swear the breath smells like this thing has been surviving on roadkill and poisonous plants only. “Why you ask?” Great, now I’ll have an unnecessarily long conversation with a thing whose breath could possibly kill even the most seasoned of hell’s warriors.

"Uhh hi!" Nora said not knowing what to do as the guy they were talking about earlier was standing beside her with a huge grin on his face. 'Did he hear them talk about him?' 'wait is that his supernatural gift?' 'Super hearing!! shit' "Hello stranger" Mae said with a smile when she saw how much Nora was fidgeting,Chloe just stood there watching both of them,she just hoped Mr stranger didn't have a problem with them talking about him.

It smelled strangely weird, like bath-scented body wash mixed with powder—a strange powder. My heart froze for a second, my hands instantly became clammy as I felt the sides of my eyes burn, as if something spicy was trying to make me break into tears. Then suddenly, the smell hit my nose so fucking hard that it made my stomach sour. It was the scent of gunpowder and something else, something deadly which made my stomach churn. "What the fuck is that..." Christiana replied, her eyes were getting watery now, and Tommy and Max were now looking uncomfortable.

I sighed, forcing a tight smile as I dragged my legs to the room. After putting my kids to sleep, I sat down to eat with Mother Rose who was gisting me about the gifts the children received from a kind philanthropist. She applied ointment on my sprained ankle. Suddenly, a frantic voice pierced the air. “Mom!” Kayden yelled, his voice trembling with panic. “Hayden…he’s having one of his attacks!” My heart stopped. My spoon clattered to the table as I leapt to my feet. “Hayden!” I rushed to him, where he was clutching his chest, gasping for air, his face twisted in pain. “No, no, no…”