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Always The Babysitter - Chapter Thirty-Three: Papa

Author: @harringtonstilinski Characters: Steve Harrington x Olivia Henderson(OC) Word Count: 5,826 Warnings: squint for fluff, angst, canon violence, liv being indecisive but go with it, buggy = shopping cart in southern terms, Smut: no | yes; 18+ MINORS DNI: A/N: Hi, friends! I can't believe we're one chapter away from the end until Season 5 comes out! If you like this chapter, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊

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Everyone jumped into gear, trying to find music for Nancy so that we could bring her out of her Vecna trance. Steve and I locked eyes as he freaked out while trying to wake up Nancy. “Whatever you guys are doing up there, hurry up!”

Erica and I looked at each other then booked it to the backroom, which I guess was Eddie’s room. “Steve says you need to hurry the hell up!”

“Yeah, no shiiiiiiit!” Dustin yelled.

“We’re trying,” Max said. “We can’t find anything.”

“Seriously, what is all this shit?” Robin asked.

“I mean, wh-wh-what are you even looking for?” Eddie asked, running back in the room, a bunch of cassettes in his arms as I stood next to him.

“Madonna, Blondie, Bowie, Beatles! Music, we need music!”

Eddie held up an Iron Maiden cassette as he and I yelled, “THIS IS MUSIC!”

I grabbed the cassette from his hand before grabbing the cassette player, running back to the mattress… only, when I got there and looked up to tell Steve we got the music, what I saw brought me back to our Junior year when he started dating Nancy; Steve holding Nancy in his arms on the ground, her telling her that everything was okay and that he was there for her.

I looked down as I heard footsteps rushing towards the mattress, tears lining my waterline. I sniffled a little then looked up, seeing Dustin looking at me, puzzled. “Uhm,” I said, wiping my lower lash line. “She broke out herself. She’s fine.”

Sighing, I said, “I’ll be outside. I just need some fresh air. Ya’know, being stuck in the Upside Down all night.” I lightly chuckled with no humor behind it at all. Before I could step around him, Dustin gave me a hug, one that I returned, tightly. He pulled away before looking up, asking Steve and Nancy if they were ready to come down.

I stepped outside, sitting on the porch that was off the right of the door… or left, depending on which way you were looking. Part of me wanted to go into Eddie’s stash to look for something to calm my racing thoughts, another part wanted a cigarette, and the last part wanted to go off into town and steal something, but I resisted all urges when I heard the door open, a voice following after, “There you are.”

Looking to my left, I watched as Steve carefully made his way across the small patch of grass that sat in between the porch and the steps to the front door, careful not to step on any sticker bushes.

“Hi,” I said, quietly, turning to face him, my legs dangling over the side.

Steve stood in between them, his neck at my eyeline. Bringing my hand up, I lightly traced over them, smiling a little, more to myself than anything.

“You’re smiling at my wounds?” he asked.

Lightly shaking my head, I snickered before looking at his eyes. “You make wounds look good. I mean–” I sighed, dropping my head again. Looking back up at him, I said, “This whole look you’re sporting right now has got you looking–” I brought up the okay hand gesture while winking and clicking my tongue once before continuing, “Fucking amazing, and I would love nothing more than to sneak off somewhere, kiss you stupid and do things to you, clothing optional.”

Steve laughed, resting his hands on my outer thighs. “I love you. And I would love to do all that, too, but we can’t, unfortunately.” He was quiet for a minute before he spoke up again. “You gonna tell me why you’re really out here? Dustin said something about you needing fresh air.”

“You don’t buy it?” I asked.

He sighed. “I do, but I know there’s more to it.”

It was my turn to sigh, my hands barely skimming over the makeshift bandage we made out of Nancy’s shirt. “Just… the way you were holding her brought me back to when you two were dating. I know I shouldn’t let it affect me, but… I guess it still kind of does. I mean, she’s been gawking at you the whole time we've been in this little group together. I just–” Another sigh. “I don’t know. I’m not jealous, but I guess I’m a little annoyed that she’s gawking at you when she clearly has Jonathan, she’s put herself in charge of this group, she’s being aggressive with her words towards Eddie, and–”

My words stopped as Steve’s lips pressed to mine, and I instantly shut the hell up, wrapped my arms around his neck gently to not hurt his wounds, and closed my eyes, relishing in the way his lips felt on mine.

I always had this feeling with Steve. I always enjoyed being with him, sexually and non-sexually. Steve was my soulmate, I could feel it. Since we were kids, I’ve always enjoyed being around him. He made me laugh, cry, feel better about myself, and I’m sure I’ve done the same with him.

He knows my boundaries, he knows what I do and don’t like, he knows my favorite song from all the artists I listen to. He just… knows. And I him. I know every single thing there is to know about Steve Harrington.

When I felt his hands under my shirt, resting on my waist, I was fucking done for. “We–” I said, pulling away from him a little. “We better stop or else I’ll be screaming your name on this porch.”

He laughed lightly at that, taking a small step back. “Well, let’s go then. The sun’s about to rise.”

~~~

We’d all decided to go across the road to Max’s trailer, it being big enough to house all of us. Steve, Eddie and myself were all sitting on the couch, Erica on one of the arms, Nancy sitting on the chair across from us, Dustin standing next to the couch, Robin sitting on the floor, leaning against the entertainment center, Max on the other side of the couch near the kitchen, and Lucas standing on the other side of Nancy by the door.

She looked traumatized as she explained what Vecna showed her. “He showed me things that haven’t happened yet. The most awful things. I saw a dark cloud spreading over Hawkins. Downtown on fire. Dead soldiers. And this… this giant creature with… a gaping mouth. And this creature wasn’t alone. There were so many monsters. An army, and they were coming into Hawkins, into our neighborhoods, our homes. And then he showed me my mom.”

I looked over at Dustin after she said that about her mom, fear in both of our eyes at our mom being hurt or worse… dead. I didn’t want to find my mom’s body because of Vecna because if I did, I wouldn’t stop looking for him to kill him right on site.

“And Holly… Mike,” Nancy continued. “And they… they were all…”

It was quiet for a moment while she quietly cried before Steve sighed next to me, saying, “Okay, but… he’s just trying to scare you, Nance. Right? I mean… I mean, it’s not real.”

“Not yet,” she whispered. “But there… there was something else.”

“Care to share with the rest of the class?” I asked.

“Liv, I’m getting there.” She looked down and around at nothing as she said, “He showed me gates. Four gates. Spreading across Hawkins. And these gates, they looked like the one outside of Eddie’s trailer, but they didn’t stop growing. And this wasn’t the Upside Down Hawkins. This was our Hawkins. Our home.”

I looked over at Steve, seeing him moving from the corner of my eye. His hands were at his mouth, one covering the other, his eyes closed. Wrapping my hand around his upper arm, I leaned my head against his shoulder, feeling the weight of what Nancy had explained.

“Four chimes,” Max said. Every single pair of eyes looked over at her, her words continuing, “Vecna’s clock. It always chimes four times. Four exactly.”

“I heard them, too,” Nancy whispered.

I sighed and closed my eyes, not really wanting to deal with any of this right now, but as I opened my eyes, I saw that we were all looking back at Nancy.

Taking a deep breath, I released it while picking my head up, saying, “He’s been telling us his plan this whole time.”

“Four kills,” Lucas said.

Turning my head to look at Lucas, all I could do was press my lips together, annoyed.

“Four gates,” he added, looking at Max.

Standing, I released an annoyed breath, walking to stand between Nancy and Lucas by the door. “I’ve been saying that for a couple days now. But no one listens to Olivia! It’s basically the end of the world.”

“Liv, if that’s true…” Dustin said. “He’s only one kill away.”

“Yeah, and who the hell do you think he’s gonna come back after.” I gestured towards Max. “Our lovely little redhead.”

“Jesus Christ,” Eddie said, burying his face in his hands. “Jesus Christ.”

“Try ‘em again,” Steve said.

Oh, did I mention that once we got to Max’s we tried calling the Byers’? No? Oh, well… we did, and no answer.

“Try ‘em again.”

Max went into the kitchen to try making that phone call again to the Byers as I heard my name being whispered. I looked over at Steve, knowing he was the one to call my name. Walking back towards the couch, he reached out his hand for me to take, which I gladly did.

I sat down between him and Eddie again just as Steve sat back on the cushions. He pulled me into him, getting into our normal sleeping position, just… sitting up on a couch.

A few seconds later, Dustin asked, “Anything?” to which Max replied, “No. Rang a few times, then went to busy signal.”

“Maybe you punched it in wrong,” Steve said. “Try it again.”

“I didn’t punch it in wrong,” Max replied.

“Well, I don’t know.”

“Dude, I think she knows how to use a phone,” Dustin said.

“I’m just saying, she could’ve typed it in wrong.”

Max had called again, so when I heard her hang up the phone again, I sighed. “Same shit,” she said.

“How is that possible?” Lucas asked.

“Maybe they’re actually busy, or they’re not home,” I said.

“No,” Dustin said. “I told you guys, Joyce has this telemarketer job. She’s always on the phone. Mike won’t stop whining about it.”

“Okay, yeah, but this phone’s been busy for, what, three days now?” Max said. “That’s not Joyce. No way. Something’s wrong.”

Taking a deep breath, I shifted on Steve, trying to get more comfortable. “Maybe they’re off on their own little adventure.”

“Max is right,” Nancy said. “It can’t be just coincidence. It can’t be.” She got up and walked to the front window, looking out of it as she continued, “Whatever’s happening in Lenora is connected to all of this. I’m sure of it. But Vecna can’t hurt them.”

“Doubt they know about Vecna,” I deadpan.

“Not if he’s dead.” Quickly turning back around to face the group, she said, “We have to go back in there. Back to the Upside Down.”

“Whoa, no, no, no, no, no,” Steve said as Eddie also said, “Nope.” Sighing, I stood and looked at her, all the seriousness I could muster in my eyes. “NO one is going back to the Upside Down. Not a fucking soul.”

Steve stood up and walked over to Nancy, standing in front of her. “Now, let’s think this through.”

“What is there to think through?” Nancy asked.

Moving to stand in between them, I looked at Nancy, rage in my eyes. “My boyfriend almost got murdered, Nancy! What if it was Jonathan! You wouldn’t go back in there!”

“She’s right,” Steve said. “We barely made it out of there in one piece.”

“Yeah, because we weren’t prepared,” Nancy said. “But this time, we will be. We’ll get weapons and protection. We’ll go through the gate, we’ll find his lair, and we’ll kill him.”

I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes at Nancy as Steve said, “Yeah, or he’ll kill us.”

“Are you fucking serious right now?” I asked. “The only fucking reason you survived was because he wanted you to. He’s not fucking scared of us.”

“Language,” Nancy said.

“And for good reason,” Robin said, standing. “We were wrong about Venca. Henry. One. Sorry, wh-what are we calling him now?”

About four people gave their opinion, confusing Robin, to which I said, “Robs, focus, babe.”

“Right.” Not sure who she directed that at, but I’ll take it. “We’ve learned something new about Vecna/Henry/One. He’s a number like Eleven, only a sick, evil, male, child-murdering version of her with really bad skin, but my-my-my-my point is, he’s super powerful. He could turn us inside out with the snap of his fingers. It’s not a fair fight.”

“So then why fight fair?” Dustin said. “You’re right, he’s like Eleven.”

“That gives us the upperhand,” I added. “We know her strengths, and weaknesses.”

“Weaknesses?” Erica asked.

“Yeah!” I said, a small smile appearing on my face. “When El remote travels–”

“She goes into this sort of trance-like state,” Dustin said.

“Bet it’s the same for Vecna.”

“That would explain what he was doing in that attic,” Lucas said.

“Exactly!” Dustin and I said. He continued with “When he attacks his next victim, I’ll bet’cha he’s back in that attic, physical body defenseless.”

“Defenseless?” Steve said. “Yeah, what about the army of bats?” He gestured to his neck, making me a little sad.

“Right?” Dustin said. “True, we’ll have to find a way past them. Distract them somehow.”

I sighed, now seriously aggravated. “No one is going back to the Upside Down!”

“And, uh, how do we do that, exactly?” Eddie asked.

“No idea.”

“By not going,” I added.

“Dearest sister, once they’re gone, he doesn’t stand a chance!” Dustin said. “It’ll be like slaying sleeping Dracula in his coffin!”

“That all sounds good in theory,” Robin said. “But there is no pattern to Vecna’s killings. I mean, at least not one that I can decipher.”

“She’s right,” I said. “You don’t know when he’s going to attack next. Or who, for that matter.”

Without missing a beat, Max said, “Yeah, we do.”

“No.”

“I can still feel him.”

“No.”

“I’m still… marked, Liv. Cursed.”

“Don’t even think about it,” I said, pointing in her direction.

Max continued, “I ditch Kate Bush, I draw his focus back to me.”

Tears sprung to my eyes as she said this. I could see why she wanted to, but I didn’t want her to basically sacrifice herself just for Vecna to be distracted for a moment. With a couple of tears streaming down my cheeks, I whispered, “Max.”

She looked at me before Lucas added, “You can’t.”

“He’ll kill you,” Lucas and I said.

“I survived before,” she said. After a few seconds, she added, “I can survive again.”

Wanting to rip my hair out, I made a frustrated grunt, while also wanting to throw or punch something.

“Liv–”

“No!”

“I just–I need to keep him busy long enough so that you guys can get into that attic. Then you can chop his head off, stab him in the heart, blow him up with some explosives Dustin and/or Liv cooks up. I honestly–I really don’t care how you put this asshole in his grave. Just… whatever it is… whatever you do…” She looked directly at me, eyes intensely locking on mine. “Try not to miss.”

Dropping my head back, as well as dropping my arms from their crossed position, I groaned before closing my eyes. Feeling hands on my shoulders, I picked my head up and opened my eyes, meeting Steve’s somewhat worried one. “You guys stress me out.”

~~~

Eddie had grabbed a phonebook, telling us all to gather over at the dining table. I was standing between him and Steve with everyone else crowding around us as Eddie slammed the book down onto the table, pointing to a spot on the page he had opened it up to, an advertisement for The War Zone. “Check this out. The War Zone. I’ve been there once. It’s huge. They got… everything you need for, uhh… well, uh, killing things, basically.”

“Fake Rambo got enough guns there, Eddie?” I asked. “Bro, is that a grenade?”

“I mean, how is any of this legal?” Robin asked on Eddie’s left side.

“Well, lucky for us it is, so…” Eddie said, sarcastically. “This-this place is just far enough outside of Hawkins.”

“Just as long as we steer clear of the main roads, we should be able to avoid the cops and angry hicks,” I said. At the looks everyone gave, I breathed in annoyance. “For Eddie, dumbasses.”

“If we’re trying to avoid angry hicks,” Erica said. “Maybe we shouldn’t go to some store called The War Zone.”

“Normally I’d agree, but we need the weapons,” Nancy said. “So, I think it’s worth the risk.”

“Me, too,” Lucas sighed.

Leaning onto the table with the palm of my hands, I chuckled while hanging my head forward, my chin meeting my collarbone. “You guys are still fucking nuts.”

“Language,” Nancy muttered.

“Coming from the girl who said bullshit about five times in a freaking row,” I said, picking up my head to look at Nancy. “You guys are nuts for wanting to venture back to the Upside Down, and for wanting to put Eddie’s life in danger.” Turning my eyes to my brother, I said, “Dustin, what’s your stance on this? I mean, Eddie’s your other older male best friend.”

“Is it worth the time? It’ll take all day to bike there and back,” he replied.

“Who said anything about bikes?” Eddie said.

“You got some sort of car we don’t know about?” Steve asked.

Standing up straight, Eddie looked over my head at Steve, smiling as he said, “It’s not exactly a car, Steve. And it’s not exactly mine, but, uh… it’ll do.” Turning around to face Max, Eddie said, “Hey, Red, uh, you got a ski mask or a bandana, something like that?”

Audibly taking a deep breath, I turned my head to look at her, a sly smile on my face. “You got that Halloween mask from ‘84?”

She smiled a little at me before going into her bedroom to retrieve the mask, giving it to Eddie, who went outside with all of us following him. We made it to the side of one of the trailers before he put the mask on, poking his head around the side, causing me to laugh quietly.

We ran past the trailer that was across the way from us before going around the side of an RV, Eddie jumping in first. As I jumped in with Steve’s help, I heard Eddie say, “That was suffocating,” after he discarded the Michael Myers mask.

I looked back, watching as Steve jumped in behind me, everyone else following after him as I followed Eddie to the front of the RV. Watching as Eddie reached under the steering wheel, I asked, “Whoa, hey, what’re you doing?” He cut a cord as his answer, my eyes going wide. “You’re hotwiring it?”

“Where’d you learn how to do this?” Steve asked.

“It’s simple,” I said. Silence filled the air for a moment as I looked back at Steve, who had his brows scrunched. “Oh, you weren’t asking me, okay.” Turning my head back to face Eddie, Steve said, “We’ll talk about that later.”

“Ed-Eddie? Wanna answer?” I said.

“Well, Henderson, when the other dads were teaching their kids how to fish or play ball, my old man was teaching me how to hotwire. Now, I swore to myself I wouldn’t wiiiind up like he did, but now I’m wanted for murder, and soon, grand theft auto. So, uhh, I’m really living up to that Munson name.” As he explained all this, he was cutting what he needed before brushing the wires against each other.

Robin came up behind us, saying, “Uh, Eddie, I’m not sure I love the idea of you driving.”

“Oh, I’m just starting this sucker,” Eddie said. “Harrington’s got her. Don’t ‘cha, big boy?”

I looked at Eddie, confused, as the engine started, the owners demanding us to open the door that Eddie had locked upon arrival inside the RV.

“Hey!”

“They locked the door!”

“Well, are we just gonna stand here and look pretty while they try to bust in and call the cops on Eddie, or are we actually gonna steal this fucking thing?” I asked.

“Shit, go,” Steve said, pushing Eddie out of the driver’s seat. I moved to sit in the passenger seat.

“Babe, it’s just a car,” I said, seeing the panic in his eyes.

“Everybody, hang on to something!” Steve yelled, turning to face the back for a moment.

I saw Nancy moving towards the front as I looked back to see where Dustin was sitting as Lucas said, “Oh, my god. Oh, my god. Let’s go! Let’s go!”

“Drive, Steve, driiiiiiiiiiiiiiive!” Dustin yelled.

I watched as Steve put the RV in drive before putting his foot on the gas pedal, sending the vehicle forward, Lucas’ repeating of the word “Go!”

“Shit, they look pissed,” Dustin said.

“I mean, it’s not everyday you lose your house and car in one fell swoop,” Robin said.

Even through my excited laughter, I still heard everything they said.

“Hold on, hold on, hold on!” Steve said. He swerved a little, running into the trash cans at the side of the road, before making the widest turn onto the main road, almost taking us off said road a couple times.

When my laughter eventually died down, I turned to look at Steve, chuckling, “Remind me to never let you drive an RV again.”

He chuckled while trying to get a feel for it. “Okay.”

~~~

The further we drove, the more stable the vehicle seemed to be, which told me that Steve was getting a handle on it. I couldn't help but smile at him as he got more comfortable with it. Almost reminded me of when he learned how to drive, how comfortable he got in his car after his parents gifted it to him.

I could feel Nancy’s eyes staring into me as I just looked at Steve, taking a deep breath to start a conversation. “How’s it handle, babe?”

“Not half bad,” he replied. “Considering that this is a… house.”

I chuckled. “Was that a sarcastic comment I just heard?” I watched the corner of his mouth lift up a little, a quick and quiet chuckle coming from him. The moment it was quiet, I listened to the radio, singing along to what was playing on the radio, “They let me know you were gone.”

Sighing happily, I turned my head over my shoulder to look at Steve, smiling. “Do you remember when we were in, like, 7th grade and we heard this song for the first time?”

I saw the look on his face like he was thinking about it. “What’s this song again?”

“Fire and Rain by James Taylor. I remember just sitting in your room one night and this song came on the radio, and I instantly fell in love with it.” I knew he remembered what the song was, but telling him the first time I ever heard this song will forever be my favorite. That was also the night I knew I liked him as more than a friend.

“I know you know a lot about me and my… dreams, or whatever, but I don’t think I’ve ever told you this,” he said.

“Told me what?” I asked, turning a little to face him.

“Ya’know, it’s… it’s silly, but I… I’ve actually, uhm… I always had this dream that I’d have this really… really big family,” he explained. “I’m talking like a full brood of Harringtons. Like, five, six kids.”

“Six?” I asked, incredulously with my brows raised.

“Yeah. Six little nuggets. Three girls, three boys.” He chuckled as he continued, “And-and every summer, I figured all of us Harringtons, we would pack into something like this and… just see the country.”

I looked at him, falling even more in love with him as he continued, “Ya’know, the Rockies, Grand Canyon, maybe Yellowstone.” He looked at me for a moment, that same look in his eyes that I was giving him. “End up in some beachside town in California. Spend a week parked in the sand. Learn how to surf or something.” “I could see you surfing,” I said, quietly, after a moment before adding, “But, that sounds amazing.”

He looked at me, asking, “Yeah?”

I nodded my head, smiling. “Yeah.” I wanted to lean over and kiss him stupid, but couldn’t or else we’d crash. “Uhm, except for that six kid part. I love you, but that sounds like a total nightmare with a migraine.”

He looked in the back of the RV for a quick second, saying, “If only I had some practice.”

Looking back at everyone in the back, I smirked, chuckling to myself. “Yep, that’s fair.” I stretched my hand out for him to take, to which he quickly did, lacing our fingers together.

“I would kiss your hand, but I’d drag you out of your seat,” he said, chuckling, looking at me for a moment.

“I wouldn’t mind.”

He turned his head back to look out at the road as I started to sing along to the song once more, turning my own head to look out at the road.

~~~

I guess I had dozed off or something because I was being woken up by Steve whispering my name, saying that we were at War Zone. He gave me the option of staying with Dustin or coming inside. I chose the latter. Dustin could take care of himself, but that didn’t stop me from telling him to not draw attention to the RV.

Erica, myself, Steve, Max, Robin and Nancy went inside the store after having parked out back. We stood there as we all looked around, seeing a shit ton of people inside.

“So much for avoiding angry hicks,” Robin said.

“Let’s just get what we need and leave,” I said. “And, please, don’t draw attention to yourself.”

“Let’s be… fast,” Nancy said.

“Yup,” Robin added.

“Definitely,” Erica retorted.

Steve took my hand and led me to the men’s clothing section, where he picked out a leather jacket, a camo style shirt, a random pair of socks and some combat boots. After I had found a similar outfit for me that was more my style, we found Robin putting some gas cans into the buggy.

“How many of these do you think we need?” she asked.

“Five or six,” Steve answered, putting a couple more into the buggy.

I noticed Robin standing still, looking off, so I looked in the direction she was looking in before looking back and forth between her and the girl she was looking at as I remembered who that girl was. “What’cha gonna do, Robs?”

“Just stand here and gawk at her?” Steve added.

“Shut up,” she said. She took one step forward before stopping, some guy having come up to Vickie, scaring her.

The three of us watched their interaction, my excitement dwindling as I felt Robin’s confidence start to plummet. We watched them kiss, my heart breaking for Robin. I wanted to kill that boy for interrupting the moment Robin was having.

Vickie turned to look at us - well, Robin - before her boyfriend decided to do so as well, my best friend turning and running away from us as Steve and I called her name.

Erica found us a couple of minutes later, saying that Jason and his basketball buddies were in the store. Once we found Nancy, we all hauled ass out of the store, paying of course, all of our gear in all of our hands as we booked it back to the RV.

Steve opened the door, walking in first as Lucas asked what happened. “We gotta go.”

“Your old friends are here,” Erica said, sitting next to her brother.

I walked in the RV, going to sit in the passenger seat, Nancy having beat me to it. Thank God Robin had called her name, giving her a look that made her roll her eyes before getting up. I sat down as Max climbed in, closing the door.

~~~

Steve found a big ass piece of land to hide out at, everyone getting out to set up different stations, I guess. Nancy and Max were at one station with the shotgun we had purchased, Lucas and Erica making spears with knives and big ass sticks at another, Eddie and Dustin making shields out of metal trash can lids at a third station, while Steve, Robin and myself were sitting in front of the RV making homemade molotov cocktails with gasoline.

We were sitting on various flat items as we did our task; Steve to my right, Robin to my left. It was quiet for a moment between the three of us as Robin was pouring the gasoline into the bottle that was in my hand. I was looking at Steve as he was contemplating something before he spoke.

“It just doesn’t make sense,” he said.

“What doesn’t make sense,” Robin and I asked.

“That was Dan Shelter. He graduated, like, two years ago.”

“And you’re hung up on this why?” I asked.

“Because he’s in college, babe, which means he was visiting on Spring Break. I mean, wouldn’t you visit me if you were in college?”

I sighed. “Yes, but I’m not.”

“Anyway, Fast Times was returned, like, I don’t know, a week ago?” Steve said. “Right? Unless she’s got some horndog brother that we don’t know about. Which is possible. Or she’s just, like, really into Judge Reinhold?”

I watched Robin’s reaction as he went on about Vickie’s boyfriend. “Babe, I love you and this outfit is, like, top tier, but if you don’t stop talking, I’m gonna murder you in your sleep,” I said.

“Steve,” Robin said, eyes closed in what is clearly discomfort.

Steve looked over at her, asking, “What?”

“I don’t care,” she said. “And I don’t understand why you do either with everything that’s going on. Honestly, this feels like the perfect time for that little pull of the rug… because in the face of the world ending, the stakes of my love life feel spectacularly low.”

“Yeah,” Steve said, looking down. “I mean, I get you there, but… I still have hope.”

I gave Robin the bottle that I put a cloth in before Steve handed me another one. “Not everything has a happy ending,” I said.

“Yeah, yeah, believe me, I know,” Steve said, looking in front of him before back down at my hands.

I sighed in annoyance. “She’s not talking about failed romance, babe. Besides, you have me now.”

“She’s right,” Robin said, pouring the liquid into the clear bottle. “I have this terrible, gnawing feeling that…” She stopped pouring to look Steve in the eyes as she continued, “It might not work out for us this time.”

“Robin, stop,” I whispered, setting the bottle down on the ground to stand and pace in front of them.

“You think we shouldn’t be doing this?” Steve asked.

Without missing a beat, I turned my head in their direction to say a hard and quick, “No!”

“I think we’re mad fools, the lot of us, but…” Robin said, starting to pour the gas again, but stopped after her statement to sigh and look out at everyone to add, “if we don’t stop him, who will?” She looked back at Steve, saying, “We have to try, right?”

I stopped my pacing to look at my boyfriend, seeing him nodding his head ever so slightly before looking over at Robin to say, “Yeah.” He lifted the bottle in his hand before saying, “To killing Vecna.”

She grabbed one of the bottles next to her, holding it up, replying, “Slash Henry.”

They both turned their eyes to me, an expectant look in their eyes. I sighed exasperatedly and walked over to Robin, picking up another cocktail we had prepared, holding it up in the air as I walked to stand in between them, saying, “Slash One.” We clinked our bottles, Robin and I setting ours back on the ground.

I honestly didn’t know what else to do, so I walked into the RV, running my fingers through my hair once I was inside, my pacing starting up again. I didn’t even realize I had started crying or that someone had walked into the RV with me until my face was being buried into the person's chest.

I knew that person was Steve. I felt his hand on the back of my head and his lips on the top of my head. Wrapping my arms around his middle, I let out a quiet sob that made him hold me a little tighter.

“I know,” he whispered. “I’m scared, too.”

“I’m not scared for myself,” I whispered back to him. “I’m scared for Max.” Looking up at him, I felt a tear slide down my cheek as I sniffled. “She’s just a kid.”

“I know, baby, but she’s a strong kid.”

Sighing, I looked at a spot on his shirt for a moment before closing my eyes. “I’m also scared of losing you,” I whispered. It was so soft, I wondered if he heard me or not.

I got my answer as he replied, “Hey, look at me,” while putting his finger under my chin, lifting my head up so that our eyes could meet. Shaking his head while cupping my cheeks, he said, “You’re not going to lose me, you’re never going to lose me.”

I placed my hands on his wrists, more tears streaming down my face. “Do you promise?”

He nodded, quickly. “I promise. I have to kiss you stupid for the rest of our lives.”

I chuckled through my tears, sighing. “I like it when you kiss me stupid.”

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I couldn’t tell you how long Steve and I held each other in the RV before the sun started to set. Everyone pretty much sat in the same seats we were all in before. Shit was getting real and our situation was starting to set in as we drove to the Creel house to drop off Max, Lucas and Erica so that they could execute their part of the plan.

Feeling Steve’s eyes on me, I looked over at him, giving a shy smile, the words “I love you” being whispered from his lips. I whispered them back before sighing.

This was going to be a long night.

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mystargirl-interlude · 10 months

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𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐔𝐑 𝐆𝐔𝐓𝐒

in honor of olivia’s new album im doing a lil fanfic event where im doing a fic based off of each songs from GUTS the characters im doing are

billy hargrove, steve harrington and eddie munson it’s going to be angst fluff and light smut but not fully bc i hate writing it 😭

song list :

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 : steve harrington

𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 : billy hargrove. feat steve harrington (platonic)

𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐄 : eddie munson

𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐘 : billy hargrove

𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 :billy hargrove

𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐃 : tbd

𝑳𝑶𝑮𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑳 : steve harrington

𝑮𝑬𝑻 𝑯𝑰𝑴 𝑩𝑨𝑪𝑲! : billy hargrove. feat steve harrington

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 : eddie munson. feat billy hargrove

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄 : eddie munson

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 : you pick

𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 : you pick

first up: 𝓛𝓐𝓒𝓨

also so many of them are so billy hargrove coded so this is basically a billy event 😭

#billy hargove x reader #billy hargrove x reader #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #eddie munson x reader #olivia rodrigo #stranger things x reader #billy hargrove

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strangerthings-01 · 2 years

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Jealousy,jealousy

Summary: things get intense when you see Chrissy and Eddie out in your spot in the woods

Involves: angst, cussing

I take requests!!!

Hint the Olivia Rodrigo song lol.

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Chrissy fucking Cunningham. That’s who you caught your boyfriend, Eddie munson with in the woods, in your spot. It wasn’t a secret seeing as most kids went out there for drug deals and smoking which was what he was probably doing but it was still a spot for you and Eddie. Something special and he was alone with another girl.

You weren’t supposed to be meeting him today but You wanted some serenity and peace so you decided to go out there to that spot in the woods. Where there lay a rusty old wooden bench, Trees surrounding the secluded area for miles.

You had followed the trail to where it met the opening when you stopped dead in your tracks, slipping behind a tree to truly realize what you were seeing.

Eddie was sitting down at the table, the familiar metal box full of weed sitting closed on the rotted wood. A blonde girl sat across from him, ponytail bobbing as she laughed at something he said. She didn’t have to turn around for you to know it was Chrissy. You could hear her voice and you knew the way she laughed. The obnoxious way she laughed.

“You’re not what I thought you’d be.” She said in a quiet voice, fidgeting with her skirt. He leaned his head on his hand and smirked. “Mean and scary?” She giggled and nodded. “Yeah…” he shrugged and sat up straight again. “Well you’re not what I thought you’d be either. I was terrified of you and now I’m selling drugs to you. Guess we both made wrong assumptions.”

She laughed again, smoothing out her skirt, something she tended to do when she was nervous. “Yeah I guess so. Wait you were terrified of me?” She gasped, giggling as she did so causing you to roll your eyes.

“Oh yeah. But I don’t think so anymore. I guess because you’re like one of the prettiest girls at school so why would a girl like you associate with me?” You felt a pang in your heart as the words slipped past his lips. You were supposed to be the prettiest girl in his eyes.You felt tears form in your eyes but tried to keep them back.

“Don’t say that. You’re a good guy. I wish I would have realized that soon.” She reached across and touched his hand and he made no move to reject it. “Yeah well being around Jason carver doesn’t help. If you hung out with us, you’d do a lot better.”

You scoffed to yourself and felt anger replace the annoyance you felt earlier. Anger and sadness filled your heart to its core as you stomped off out of the forest, making sure they knew someone was there, watching their secret little interaction. Chrissy had a major crush on Chrissy and Eddie apparently didnt see it which frustrated you but the fact he was openly flirting with her in your spot made you furious.

You drove to the video store after making it to your car, keeping yourself in check until you were buckled in and then the tears started coming. They wouldn’t stop for a couple minutes until you were completely dried out and then you composed yourself. You couldn’t let it affect you like this. You needed to confront him but a big part of you wanted to ignore him, make him come to you.

So you went to ask the only person you knew who would know the most rational thing to do, Robin. She didn’t have much experience with relationships yet she knew everything about them. It was strange really but more comforting than you thought.

You parked in front of the store and then shut the engine off before getting out and walking into the store, the bell dinging announcing your arrival. “Hi welcome to- oh hey Y/N.” A wide smile coming onto her face instead of the fake customer service smile she gave you at first.

“Hey…I hate doing while you’re working but I really need advice. Can you get Steve out here too?” Steve was like a big brother and would basically kill someone for you if motivated. Robin nodded and yelled back, causing you to slight jump at the sudden sound. “Steve! Get out here! Our girl is here and in need of help!” A crashing sound made its way across the store causing you to giggle and Robin to roll her eyes at his clumsiness.

He came out a few seconds later Huffing. “Sorry ran into a shelf. What’s up? Did someone hurt you? I’ll hunt them down. Make my words I swear I’ll-.” Robin put a hand to his chest making him shut up. “Calm down tiger. Let her talk before we threaten to kill people.” You chuckle and walk up to the counter, thankful the store was empty and hop up onto it, feet dangling over the edge. “So I uh caught Eddie and Chrissy out by our spot in the woods…” you saw both Steve and Robin tense and quickly finished before they made their final assessments. “He was doing a drug deal but that’s our specula spot. And he called her the preitedtt girl in school and she touched his hand and made no movement to reject it…” You wrung your hands together as your two best friends stared at you.

Steve tore his name tag off and tried to leave the counter but Robin dragged him back. “Uh-uh. No sir. We are working. It’s definitely not okay, girl. I would be hurt too. But I would talk to him. Confront his ass. Make him admit and make him apologize. Drug deal or not, a special space is reserved for certain people.” You nodded, sucking in your bottom lip to slightly chew on it. “I think I should beat him up. And show him what a real man is…” Steve said, hands on hips. “Okay mom.” Robin rolled her eyes again causing a scoff to come out of Steve. “I don’t think violence is the answer. Seriously hun just confront him. I know it hurts and you’re probably scared it was something more but it’s the only way you’re gonna know.” She gave you a comforting look.

You sighed and nodded, looking down at the counter. “Or you could just ignore him and get him to man up.” Steve suggested. “Because he’s coming in right now.” He scratched the back of his head. “What!?” Your head snapped up and to the side, seeing Eddie walking up to the door. “Just my fucking luck.” You mumbled and jumped down just as he was coming into the store. He looked up and made eye contact with you, a smile forming on his face at the sight of you which made you want to forgive him right then and there but you knew better. God you were sick of yourself and would rather be anyone else at this point.

He walked up to you and went to put an arm around you but you pulled away not wanting him to touch you. His smile dropped and he looked at you concerning covering his face. “Hey you okay babe?” You decided to lay it on him right there not caring that Robin and Steve were watching. All your nervousness faded in the moment knowing he wasn’t going to tell you he was with Chrissy. “No I’m not okay. But you and Chrissy seemed perfectly okay and comfy out in our spot today.” You heard your two friends gasp and you fought the urge to smile at your own behavior.

Eddie’s face dropped completely. “Y/N. I can explain that.” You did smile at that point, but there was no humor or happiness there. “I don’t need you to. I know you were doing a drug deal. But you were very cuddly out there with her. Surprised you didn’t kiss.” You sneered. “Baby let’s talk about this in private.” He whispered, going to grab your hand. You yanked it away before he made contact. “No. We can talk about it right here. What? Embarrassed in front our friends because you fucked up?”

“Y/N I’m not fucking playing with you.” He grabbed your arm and made you walk out of the store. You saw Steve making his way out from behind the counter but you put your hand up to say it was okay before you exited the store. As soon as the door shut, Eddie turned to you. “Okay I get you’re upset but trying to cause a scene. What the fuck?” He glared at you, hands fisted at his sides. “So you can recognize I’m upset and instead of apologizing, you’re trying to pull something on me? Wow.”

Eddie groaned and shut his eyes for a second, taking a deep breath before he opened them again. “God you’re infuriating. If you had just talked to me when we left, I wouldn’t be trying to pull something. But making a scene isn’t fair.” You shook your head, sucking in your lip then releasing it. “Making a scene…well when I see my boyfriend out in our favorite spot with another girl flirting. Yeah I’m gonna cause a scene.” Your voice cracked towards the end, the angry facade fading away faster than it arrived.

His face softened hearing your voice and he sighed. “Baby I wasn’t flirting with her. She was nervous and I was trying to calm her down so she would buy.” You shook your head. “I would believe that if it weren’t for the fact that you called her the prettiest girl in the school. What a way to make your girl feel good. Just leave me alone Eddie. I’m sure Chrissy would love you company.” You quickly got into your car and shut down the door. Eddie leaned down to see you through the window. “Baby hey let me explain. I didn’t mean it the way you thought I did. You know i think you’re the most beautiful girl in my eyes.”

You rolled down your window after starting your car. “No eddie. Because if that’s what you thought, you wouldn’t have told another girl the same thing. And if I hadn’t seen you guys, I guarantee you wouldn’t have told me and I would have been clueless. So for once just back off and let me think.” You saw the hurt fill his eyes as well as regret but he stepped back and let you pull out and drive off.

You made it home and went inside ignoring your parents question on your day was. You ran up to your room and slammed the door and threw yourself onto your bed, letting all your emotions go.

You felt stupid letting something like this getting to you but he took Chrissy to your spot. You and Eddie had a lot of intense and loving moments there and it broke your heart knowing that spot was just opened to another girl. It didn’t matter that it was a drug deal for Eddie. It made you feel like shit knowing she was sitting in your spot across from your man.

You cried into to your pillow for a while before nothing else came out and exhaustion took over, causing you to sleep for the rest of the night.

By the time you woke up, it was time to get ready for school. You considered not going for two reasons. 1. You were extremely tired. 2. You didn’t want to see Eddie right now. You were still so hurt and didn’t know if you could handle it but it was Friday and then the weekend would be here so you pushed yourself to get up.

You put on Eddie’s hellfire shirt he let you have along with ripped jeans and then tied up the shirt so it didn’t hang too loose. You knew Eddie loved seeing you in his shirt so it wasn’t a lie that you were trying to get him to see you and know he fucked up.

You left your hair down and grabbed your keys after putting your converse on and leaving the house, heading to your car. You slid in and started it then pulled out of the driveway and made the drive to school.

Once you made it to school, you parked the car and got out making your way inside the school. You saw Eddie with his hellfire groupies and tried to walk fast past them. Any confidence you had vanished seeing Eddie.

Eddie saw you and his stomach turned seeing your in his shirt. “Hold that thought.” He said to dustin who was rambling about something with Suzie. He ran over to where you were and grabbed your hand. “Hey can we talk?” You turned around and he let go of your hand not wanting to push you past your comfort. “Yeah…” you said quietly.

Just as he was about to start whatever speech he had prepared, Chrissy came up with a smile on her face and tapped his shoulder. “Hey eddie. I just wanted to thank you for being so kind to me yesterday. And the stuff helped so I appreciate it.” Her eyelashes fluttered. He looked between you and Chrissy trying to figure how to approach the situation. “No problem Chrissy. Anytime.” She smiled shyly. “I was thinking and wanted to ask if you would want to go out sometime?” You scoffed and backed up. “Are you fucking kidding me bitch?”

Chrissy and Eddie both looked at you in surprise. “You know damn well he’s with me. What the hell is wrong with you? God you’re entitled.” Chrissy’s eyes widened. “Woah I didn’t know. I’m sorry but Eddie also offered for me to hang out with you guys. I guess I got the wrong idea. I’m sorry.” Eddie looked at you bewildered. “Y/N calm down. That was not necessary.” You face dropped. You couldn’t believe he was defending her. “Whatever. It doesn’t matter.” You turned on your heels and walked away, ignoring his calls for you.

You clenched your jaw and tried to stop the tears that threatened to spill over your eyes. You went to your first period and was thankful when there was a sub. You just put your head down and ignored everyone around you. The next few classes were miserable and focusing on work was hard but you pushed past.

By the time lunch came, you hoped things would be okay because this was your time to be with Eddie but when you walked in, you saw Chrissy in your spot at the hellfire table. Your breath caught in your throat and you lip quivered but you bit on it to stop it. You grabbed your lunch and looked around for somewhere to sit that wasn’t at the table. There was other spots at the same table but Chrissy didn’t belong there and you wanted your spot by your boyfriend.

You found a mostly empty table and sat down by yourself, picking at your food after you sat down. You didn’t eat a single bite and just stared off, not even bothering to look at the table. You saw someone sit in front of you and looked up. Making eye contact with Eddie, you sighed, not having the energy. “Just stop. If you want to hang out with Chrissy I’m not gonna stop you.” He looked at you sadly. “She’s not there anymore. I told her she had to go. That it was hellfire members only and that seat was yours. She left. Come over baby.”

You shook your head. “Lunch is almost over anyways. It’s fine.” He stood up and walked over to you and before you could question what he was doing, he picked you up. You gasped and he threw you over his shoulder. “Eddie I swear to god put me down!” Your face flushed with embarrassment. People were starting to stare. “No. You’re being jealous. It’s cute but kind of annoying.” He carried you out of the room despite teachers telling him to put you down. He finally set you down once you were in the secluded hallway. “I wonder why I’m being jealous. Why don’t you tell me why babe.” You said sarcastically.

He glared at you. “Stop it. I know why you’re upset and I’m sorry. I really am baby. I’m an idiot and a bad boyfriend. I shouldn’t have taken her to our spot. I don’t know why I did and when I realized I felt like shit but we were already out there.” His face softened the more he talked and you crossed your arms, hearing him out. “I love you sweetheart. You’re it for me. Chrissy is very pretty but you’re drop dead gorgeous. I let her know I couldn’t hang out with her unless you were there and she understood. I will make us a new spot that no one will ever be allowed to go beside you. Do you think you can forgive me, honey?” You looked away and sighed, trying to think of a response.

“If you don’t, I’m gonna tickle you.” You looked at him and glared. “That’s blackmail.” He raised his eyebrows and when you didn’t say anything, he shot forward and started trickling your sides. You started laughing and squirming. “Okay okay! I forgive you!” You giggled and he stopped immediately then pulled you to him and and hugged you. “Good. I really am sorry baby.” You nodded and buried your face in his chest. “I know. It’s okay.” He rubbed your back and rested his head on yours. “Well I’ll take you to our new spot today after school. Sound good?” You nodded against him and he kissed your head.

The bell rang which signaled lunch was over and you and Eddie walked to your next class together. “You’re cute when you’re jealous.” He chuckled and you hit hit his arm. “Shut up.” You said and he wrapped an arm around you waist and walked inside the classroom with you.

The rest of the day went by fast and it was a good end to the day. Eddie ended up taking you to a spot by lovers lake where there was a log that sat perfectly in between the trees to where the lake was visible from where you sat. It was beautiful and you couldn’t ask for anything better than to sit there watching the sunset with the love of your life.

#eddie x reader #eddie munson #jealousy #eddie munson angst #olivia rodrigo #jealousy jealousy

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thecabinsixwitch · 2 years

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Joseph Quinn covers Wonderland Magazine (2022)

“Olivia Coleman said to me once, ‘To have an extraordinary career, you need to have an ordinary home life.’ I mean, she didn’t say you need to, but it helps. She has a very lovely family; she’s been with her partner since uni, she has three lovely kids, an extraordinary career and is an extraordinary person. There is a phrase rallied around the business: ‘Take your work seriously, but never yourself.’ That is something that I hold onto. So much of it is about managing your life and making your life as simple as possible so that when you’re given an opportunity eventually to go and make crazy things with crazy people, you feel like you can. I think it’s about setting down roots and that is what, in my next ten years, I want to do. I think I want to lay down the foundation of some roots.”

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gemstone-roses · 7 months

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I will be closing CHRISTMAS requests on Friday.

If you want anything written for your fav that is Christmas themed then time is running out!! So far I have

Hannibal: 1

Patrick Jane: 1

Bucky barnes: 1

Reminder of the original post that I would write TWO fics per character that’s Christmas themed and this does not affect ordinary requests and you can still request non Christmas themed fics as well.

Characters:

Eddie Munson

Sam Wilson

Bucky barnes

Thor

Loki

Bruce banner

Hannibal

Patrick Jane

Geralt of rivia

Olivia benson

Aaron Hotchner

Rafael barba

Otto Octavius

#marvel imagine #the witcher imagine #eddie munson x reader #hannibal x reader #patrick jane x reader #sam wilson x reader #bucky barnes x reader #geralt of rivia x reader #rafael barba x reader #olivia benson x reader #aaron hotchner x reader smut #otto octavius x reader #bruce banner imagine

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watsittoyah · 1 year

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Heartbreaker- (Eddie Munson x Black Fem Reader x Steve Harrington Smut)

Warning- blowjob, handjob, 69, face sitting, some sexual innuendos, smut, edging, sub!Eddie? And sex.

(Previously , Next)

Welcome to your life..There's no turning back…

You were in a nice deep sleep when you feel the blankets yanked off of you.

“Are you fucking Eddie Munson?” You snort and wake up dazed and confused as in why Lucas just disturbed your beauty sleep.

“Huh? What? Who?” You mumble as you rub the sleep out of your eyes. “Are you fucking Eddie Munson?” Lucas repeats.

“I mean technically he’s fucking me, but that’s besides the point. Who told you?” You ask as you see that it’s four in the morning.

Oh you are going to kill this kid.

“Don’t worry about how I found out. How in the world did that happen? I thought you said that you and Eddie were just friends.” Lucas asks. “Well now he’s my special friend, can you get out? I want to go back to sleep. I mean not even God himself is up this early.” You mumble as you yank the blankets back from him.

“No, I’m telling my mom and dad. This shit is ridiculous.” You spring up so fast you almost make your cousin jump.

“If you tell them I will make sure they know what you have under your bed, to the left.” Lucas’ eyes widen and he steps back. “You’re lying.” He says trying to see if you’re bluffing.

“I know what I saw under that bed and I have to say, that is disgusting, and you better get a therapist while you’re at it. Ew.”‘ You shiver as you get back into bed. “Oh and Lucas?”

“What?” He calls over his shoulder. “If you ever threaten me again or wake me up at the fucking ass crack of dawn, I will murder you. And you know I can make it look like an accident. I watch way too many horror movies, you little butthead.” He leaves your room in a huff and you cuddle up with your pillow, letting sleep take you again.

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Lucas wasn’t talking to you and you didn’t care. How dare he keep up with this behavior. You’re not some child to be watched after.

And so whenever you two are in the room you give each other the silent treatment. If he was going to play this game, oh you knew how to play it better.

It was Thursday afternoon and you were in the kitchen making a sandwich. After you cut your Turkey deluxe in triangles, you go sit on the back deck with your treat along with some sweet ice tea. You take a nice big bite out of your sandwich and relax.

“Olivia can you come here please?” You stare off into the distance hearing your Aunt calling you and you get up. Praying that whatever request she has doesn’t take away from your relaxation time.

“You rang?” You ask while taking another bite of your sandwich. “Lucas and his friends are over by the park. I was wondering if you could pick them up and drop them off to their D&D club. I would do it but I have a hair appointment.” You nod taking another bite. “Sure thing.”

“And whatever is going on between you and Lucas, please stop.” She says as she starts heading out the door. “Lucas started it, Aunt Susan!” You call off after her. But she was already out the door.

You roll your eyes and finish off your treats and then go change your clothes because you knew who else was going to be at that D&D club.

You were pulling up to the park and you stop by Lucas and his friends. “Your chariot awaits boys.” You call off behind your yellow ray-bands. “What are you doing here? I thought my mom was coming to pick us up.” Lucas asks with an attitude that you didn’t care or ask for.

“Well she had to get her hair done and she asked me to come instead. Are you getting in the car or not?” You ask, getting annoyed by the minute.

“Nope, we can walk. Come on guys.” He stops when he noticed Dustin and Mike aren’t following him. “I don’t want to walk.”

“Yeah my ankles are on fire from the walk we just took.” Dustin and Mike tell him. “Fine then I’ll walk. I’ll meet you guys there.” Lucas tries to walk off but you crawl the car beside him. “Lucas get in the car.”

“No, I said I’ll walk.” You stop the car for his friends and once they’re in you crawl the car besides him again. “Lucas stop being stupid, get in the car. If you don’t I’ll crawl this car beside you the whole walk there and pretend I’m an old lady trying to kidnap children. I’ll make it weird you know me.” He stops and glares at you. He simply yanks the car door open and gets in the back with Mike.

You drive down the street and turn on the radio. You glance at Lucas in the rear view mirror and he was staring out the window. You sigh to yourself and feel a hand on your knee.

“If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here.” Dustin says to you. You fake a smile at him and stop at the stop light.

“Dustin, you’re sweet, really. But if you don’t take that hand off of my knee I will twist those little fingers off.” He snatches his hand back and apologizes. You hear laughter in the back and see Mike and Lucas were laughing. You two lock eyes and he looks away.

You park by the meet up spot for their club and they all get out. You call out to Lucas and he stops in his tracks. “What Olivia?”

“I know you think Eddie is going to hurt me but I have this handled I promise you. I won’t let that happen. So please stop giving me the cold shoulder. I don’t know about you but I miss hanging out with my little cousin.”

Lucas gives a sigh. “It’s not Eddie that I’m worried about. I know how you get with guys and Eddie is my friend. I don’t want you to dump him when you’re bored. He’s a good guy.”

“I know he’s a good guy. And I like Eddie a lot. So I wouldn’t hurt him. Dumping him isn’t a thought in my mind, Lucas. Promise.” You tell him. He nods and leans in. “Alright, I guess I can forgive you. Eddie has been happy for these past few weeks, and the campaign has been going great.”

“See that’s good. Now go to your dweeb and dweeb club.”

“It’s D&D club, Liv.” Lucas explains. “I thought that’s what it stood for.” You two laugh and he starts to walk off but you stop him. “Hey we still on for basketball tomorrow? I wanted to ask you sooner but we weren’t really talking.” He gives a smirk. “Oh yeah, we are. I gotta wipe the floor with you.” You fake being offended. “Oh it’s on Lucas, bring your tissues because I’m sending you crying home to your mama.” He laughs and jogs off inside.

A minute later Eddie comes out of the house and he walks over to you, he leans down so that you both are at eye level and he smiles. “Hey Hollywood.”

“Hey pretty boy.” He leans in and you two kiss. “So, a little birdie told me and by birdie I mean Henderson, that you are a horror movies junkie.”

“Oh hell yeah, you should see my horror collection it is sick.” You tell him cheerfully. “Good, well I got us tickets to go see Chopping Mall. He mentioned that you wanted to see that and Little Shop Of Horrors.” You were beaming.

“Really?! Oh come here!” You pull him in by his shirt and you kiss him. When you two separate, Eddie looked happy with his reward. “I hope to get more of that tonight. I’ll pick you up around seven.” You nod and as he starts walking away you call out after him.

“Your ass is looking good in those jeans Munson!” You say as you whistle. He turns around and struts off into the house causing a fit of laughter to come from you.

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You were stuck between your red leather skirt, and your plain black one, when Erica came into your room to see what you were doing.

“Where are you going?” She asks as she steps in looking at your choices. “Out. Which skirt would look good with this top?” You ask her. “With who? And the top looks best with the red one. Are you going to wear the jacket that goes with it?”

You nod at her choice and go with that. “With someone. Do you think it’ll look good with my Reebok and slouch socks?” She taps her chin and nods. “Is the who Eddie Munson or Steve Harrington? And put your hair up, it’ll make the outfit cute.”

“Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answers to, Erica. You know what you’re right, my hair up will make the outfit cute.”

You two go back and forth with the why are you going out, until she just finally asks.

“So who is your boyfriend? Eddie or Steve.” You shrug as you twist your hair up into a mass of cute loose curls. “Both.” You simply answer as you look yourself in the mirror.

She makes a face. “Do they know that?” You avoid her eyes in the mirror and grab your stuff to shower. “They will soon enough, hey do you want me to bring you back some candy?” She shakes her head. “Nope, I’m spending the night at Tori’s and her parents already got us a lot of snacks. But you go and have fun with boyfriend number one.” She leaves the room and you roll your eyes at the girl.

Erica is something else and she is your favorite sassy cousin after all.

After you were, scrubbed, plucked, and shaved you were nicely lotioned up and slipping on your shoes. You do a little twirl in the mirror and grab your circle shades. “Liv, you are a goddess. All the boys are going to bow down to you in this outfit. Even Michael Jackson is going to ask you out on a date.” You kiss your mirror and grab your wallet on the way out.

When you make it downstairs you check the time and you see light in the driveway. You tell your Aunt and Uncle you’ll be back soon and you head out the door to see Eddie in his van.

He hops out and he whistles at you. “If you were a pepper you’d be a chili red pepper, Hollywood.” You give a smirk at his compliment and he helps you into the van. “Thanks pretty boy. And you’re looking mighty handsome over there.” Eddie was wearing a black leather jacket, his shirt was cropped a bit to show off his happy trail, and he had on black skinny jeans with old beat up converses.

“Well Hollywood I wanted to make sure I look good for our date.” He says as he pulls out of the driveway. “And you look good. I think you should wear crop tops more often.” You say still eyeing his happy trail.

“Oh yeah? Well maybe I’ll crop more of my shirts for you.” You eyes him up and down and hide the smirk on your lips. “You are such a dweeb.”

“I’m your dweeb.” He retorts. “Yes, that you are, pretty boy. That you are.”

When Eddie parks the van, he hops out and helps you down. Pulling you close to his side. His arm was around your shoulder and you inhale his scent. He smelled like good weed and some cologne. He smelled good to you.

As you two walked into the theater you see it’s lively for a Thursday night. “I’ll get the snacks, you get us some good seats okay, baby?” You feel a flutter in your stomach hearing him call you that. You nod and he hands you your ticket.

“You sure you don’t want help carrying the snacks?” Ask him before walking away. “Yeah, I’m sure, just get us some good seats.”

When you get to the room you look around and you find a nice spot in the back corner. You place your jacket down and sit there waiting for Eddie so you could flag him over.

As you watch everyone finding a spot and just shootin the shit you feel someone sit beside you. You turn and see.

“Dustin! What the hell are you-how did all of you get in here? This movie is rated R and last I checked none of you are even sixteen yet.” You hiss at the boys. “We told them that we were with you and they let us come in.” Lucas says with a devilish smile.

“Go find other seats, I am on a date. If neither of you could tell!” You snap at them. Mike was about to get up but Dustin stays seated. “Who are you on a date with?” He asks. “With me.” Eddie’s voice makes them all freeze.

“Hi, Eddie. You look nice.” Dustin says to him. “Come on, guys let’s go sit somewhere else.” Lucas gets up and Mike follows. Eddie was giving Dustin a raised brow and that’s when Dustin finally got the hint.

“Oh? Is this seat yours? Uh I was just keeping it warm for you.” Dustin quickly gets up and you grab your jacket off of the seat so Eddie can sit down. “Sorry about the wait, I didn’t know if you wanted skittles or starbursts. So I got you both.” He hands them to you and you accept them happily.

“You know the pink and red starbursts are the best in the pack. And if anyone tells you the yellow ones are the best, walk away from them immediately.” You open the starbursts and dig through to grab a red one. “I’m glad you’re a candy connoisseur, Hollywood. So I heard this movie was so gory a group of people left the theater throwing up.” You smile wide as you pass him a pink starburst.

“They said that about the exorcist, I went back for a double feature.” Eddie gives you a side eye. “You're more of a freak than I am, aren’t you Hollywood?” You nod as you take a sip of your drink. “Maybe I’ll be your Freddy Krueger and haunt your dreams tonight, is that freaky enough for you, pretty boy?” Eddie taps his chin and then shakes his head.

“How can you be my Freddy Krueger when you don’t even come close to being a nightmare on any street.”

Oh the kid is smooth tonight!

You touch his chin and pull him close. “Remember that when I appear in your nightmares from this day forward, Eddie Munson.” You go to kiss him but feel eyes on you. You glance over and see Lucas, Mike and Dustin staring but quickly look away.

“Looks like we got an audience, pretty boy.” You point out. He looks over at them and then back at you. “Those boys aren’t going to stop my show.” He captures your lips and kisses you, until the light turn off in the theater.

You felt a bit winded by this kiss. And he brings you close so you’re cuddled up with him. As the trailers play you whisper to him. “Do you like scary movies?” He nods and leans in to whisper back. “Oh course, and I especially love the bloody ones.”

“Oh really?” The trailer does a loud boom and Eddie jumps which makes you scoot closer to him. “Don’t worry pretty boy, if anything goes bump in the night your Freddy Krueger got it for you.”

“Oh shut up.” He says as you see a smile on his face in the dark of the movie…

***

You were on the edge of your seat as the killer robot searched for their last victim. You chew your popcorn and feel the thrill from the movie. Just when the final girl thinks she’s making it out of the mall the robot guts her and you lean over near Eddie. “That blood effect is so cool, right?” You ask chewing on some more popcorn.“Yeah…” He groans.

When the lights came on you stretched and stood up. “That was bitchin. Especially when the last girl got her head crushed under the mall gate. Her eyes looked like little tomatoes! But I have to say the killer shocked the shit out of me. What was your favorite part, Pretty boy?” You look over at him and his face was pale.

“Are you okay?” He nods and you look over at Lucas and his friends. They all looked pale. When you glance back at Eddie he had got up and he was holding his stomach. “So getting spaghetti after would be a bad idea huh?” He makes a gag noise and he runs out of the theater. You hide a smile with your hand and go after your dweeb of a boyfriend.

When he finally emerged from the bathroom you come up to him and he was pouting. “You said spaghetti on purpose.” You bring your hands up and cradle his face. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it. I didn’t know you’d actually hurl. I won’t say anymore about the movie. Is that better?” You say as you kiss his lips.

He shakes his head. “No, but you can make it up to me.” He pulls you in and leans you against the wall. “Mm, in public? You little pervert.” He brings his knee between your legs and you nuzzle your nose against his. “Maybe I am a pervert, but only when you’re around.” Eddie says as he leans in to kiss you.

“Excuse me.” You both move apart when you hear one of the attendants interrupt. You both laugh and leave outside. As you both get outside you hear Thriller from Michael Jackson playing from a car in the parking lot.

You start moving your hips and turn to Eddie singing for him.

“…You hear the door slam and realize there's nowhere left to run…you feel the cold hand and wonder if you’ll ever see the sun…”

You raise your hands like they’re claws and do the zombie dance from the music video and he rolls his eyes at you. “Alright spookywood, I don’t know about you but I’m not ready to go home just yet, you wanna go for a ride?”

“Sure, wait are you not ready to go home because you’re scared?” You wiggle your brows at him and he leads you back to the van. “You are something else, Hollywood. But how does pizza sound?”

“Make it extra pepperonis and cheese and you got a deal.”

The van was parked at the local pizza shop and you two were inside waiting for the pie to be done.

You were sitting on Eddie’s lap just talking about some up coming concerts and how you two wanted to go to some of them. “Kiss is doing a concert but the closest show is in New York.” He tells you. “Okay, do you wanna go?” He chuckles as he rubs your lower back. “You know what I love about you, Hollywood? You don’t hesitate for shit. I can say let’s go sky diving, and you’ll be like rad, let’s go. You are just amazing.”

“Awe come on, you’re pretty awesome yourself.” He shrugs. “I don’t know about that, Hollywood.” He entwines his fingers into yours and he looks off into the distance.

“Honestly other than the band, I don’t have much else going for me. Yeah the campaign is cool but you’ve heard the news, they’re calling it a Satanic cult. Like how is that considered a cult? Honestly sometimes I feel like a loser, and I’m not saying that out of pity, I’m just stating facts.”

“You’re stating fiction. That campaign stuff? Lucas and his friends love doing that with you and if I were a dweeb I’d join in a heartbeat. The stories sound cool. Like the one you guys did last week? The one with Vecna? That shit sounded wild from what Lucas told me. And he told me you. You made that storyline. That’s is some creative ass shit, Eddie. This brain of yours is dangerous and don’t ever call yourself a loser. My boyfriend isn’t a loser.”

Uh-oh you called him the b word.

“Since when I became your boyfriend?” He asks with a smile on his tone. You look away from him. “That pizza should be done now.” You go to get up but he pulls you back down. “No, no, no. Don’t try to be cute and change the subject. Tell me when did I become your boyfriend?”

“Do you not want to be my boyfriend?” You stall. “I do, you know I do.” You turn to him and give a little once over. “And what are you going to do when I leave? Would you do long distance?”

“I was considering it. I mean I graduate in a few months, and I’ve been thinking about going to college out there.”

“Really?! Because if you do oh my god I have so much to show you. The night clubs, the underground shows. Just- you’re going to have a blast in Cali.” You were so animated in talking you don’t even realize that Eddie was just staring at you like you were a precious diamond in his grasp.

He was in love with you. He didn’t know when it happened. Maybe during the second date when he saw you enjoying him up on that stage. Or maybe it was the day he saw you at the record store.

You came in confident and happy. And when he saw you he just had to find a way to introduce himself. So he was thankful that your album had dropped and that he walked over and picked it up. When your eyes met his, his heart skipped several beats and he won’t admit it yet but he was nervous. How could a gorgeous woman such as yourself like hanging out with him?

Eddie “the freak” Munson.

As he listened to you talk, he could picture it, you and him in California. Living together, painting the town red and maybe starting a family. Eddie sighs and he just knew when you went back to California, he wasn’t going to let you leave him behind.

“Eddie? Earth to Eddie.” You wave and he blinks. You smile looking into his eyes. “What were you thinking about so hard?” You ask him. “Just thinking about the future.” He says with a secret smile. “Well time traveler, I don’t want to interrupt but the pizza is ready. Where are we going with it?” You ask as you get off of his lap. “Just somewhere cool. Come on, let’s get the pizza and go.”

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Eddie had parked the van and you look out and see a great big lake. “Welcome to Lovers lake, Hollywood.” You look back at him, after rolling the joint. “Are you trying to seduce me, pretty boy? I’ve heard stories about Lovers lake.”

“What? I don’t know what you mean, m’lady.” He says innocently. “Oh you’re such a dweeb.” You open the van door and he follows. You both meet at the back of the van and he opens the doors, revealing a bed in the back, as well as the pizza and a six pack.

“I bet you brought me out here so no one could hear my screams.” You say sitting in the back of the van. “Mm, in more ways than one, Hollywood.” Eddie says as he leans in between your thighs. You mush him away and grab the pizza box. “Let’s eat before the pizza gets cold.”

He sits besides you and as you both get a slice you sit in silence for a moment. You chew slowly and look up at the stars. “It’s beautiful.” You whisper. “Yeah…beautiful.” You already knew he was staring at you and you grab a beer and hand it to him.

“You know, pretty boy, you have this habit in staring.” You comment as you take a sip from your beer can. “I only stare when I’m fascinated by something. And it’s you.” He turns your face and the way the moon light shines on him made him look more pretty.

“Such a pretty pretty boy, you are Munson.” You say as you put your beer and pizza down and climb on top of him. “You really think I’m pretty?” He whispers as you lean over close to his lips.

“Baby, I think you’re pretty, handsome, gorgeous and all of the above. I knew it the moment you looked up at me to give me my album.” You kiss his lips, and feel him trail his hands down your hips.

His hands travels up your skirt and you feel his fingers find your wetness. “Mm, someone is excited.” He says continuing to kiss you. You move his hands and pin them above his head.

“You know, pretty boy, ever since I saw this rope back here I’ve been dying to use it on you. May I?” You ask as you reach and find the rope. “Wait, before you do.” Eddie tries to get up but your grip was firm.

“Hollywood, I need to take my clothes off if that is the case.” You don’t budge. “What if I want to make a mess of you? Keep some of your clothes on and make you squirm a little. I like the thought of that.”

“Come on, Hollywood. Let me just-” You grip him down harder. “I’ll let you up for a little bit, but once you’re done, I’m going to get this rope and tie you down. And after that is all done, I am going to take my sweet time with you. I want to make a mess of you, pretty boy. A begging mess.” You say as you bite his bottom lip and suck.

You let go trusting that he won’t try anything and he takes off his sneakers, as well as his jacket, his shirt and his pants along with his boxers. He was completely naked in front of you and you find the rope.

“Are you sure you want to tie me up?” He says in a deep voice that makes your pussy clench. “Oh I do. And I’m going to or else you don’t get to fuck me. Now lay back down for me, pretty boy.” You say as you stare up at him.

He could easily just flip this whole situation but you trusted him. So when he laid back down on the bed, you nod in approval and you tie his wrists above his head.

“Just as I thought, you do look even prettier all tied up. Now let’s see how you look begging.” You strip off your clothes and he eyes you, causing his dick to harden and you sit close to his dick. “Eddie, you know I really like you right? Like I really really like you. And in order for you to understand me, I need to show you this part of me. I love when you fuck me with your tongue…” You lean down and trail your tongue up his happy trail. Which causes goosebumps along his skin.

You stop at his nipples and you touch his chest. “…I love when you fuck me with this mouth of yours and I love when you just fuck me till I’m begging you to stop because it feel just that fucking good. But Eddie, I like taking control from time to time. And I’ve been dying to hear you beg for a while now.”

You go to kiss him but grab his face instead. “Say you want me to fuck you..beg.” Eddie had a confident smirk on his face and you knew in moments you’d wipe it off. “Please fuck me Hollywood.”

You tilt your head close to his ear. “That smirk just costed you, Munson.” You let him go and lean back revealing your pussy to him. “Did you want more pizza? Or do you want dessert?” His smirk leaves and he tries to lean up be remembered he was tied down. “That…I want to eat that pussy.”

You spread your lips showing him you’re wet and you suck your fingers in front of him. “Mmm, well I’m hungry too. So how do we solve that?” You eye his dick and crawl over to him. He was silent but you knew he wanted to taste you badly.

You hover your pussy above his face and you feel him trying to move but you grip his dick and squeeze. “Excuse me, don’t be rude. Ladies should always go first.” You stroke him slowly and you hear him moan. “Come on, Olivia, just sit on my face. I want to eat that pussy.” He moans as you continue to stroke him.

“Not yet.” You answer as you drool down his dick, making it jump in your hand. “I said ladies first.” You lower your mouth on the head of his dick and you hear him suck in a breathe and he moves his hips a little.

You use your hand and mouth to get him going. “Olivia, please let me eat your pussy. Please ba-fuck.” You cup him as you suck and you come up for air. “Now it’s your turn, I hope you can breathe back there.” You sit down on his mouth and feel his tongue immediately move across your slit.

Your eyes roll back as he eats but you get back to it and you suck him off deeper making sure to take your time. You feel him hit the back of your throat and he moves his hips but you pin them down and start to deep throat him.

You hear him groan as he eats your pussy. His nose sliding in as his tongue laps up your clit. You stop sucking for a moment and sit up just enough so hold your weight correctly. You start fucking his mouth as you have your hands on his chest.

“You wanted to…eat me then fucking eat me. Make me cum riding your face.” You moan out as he pulls at the rope. You know he wanted to touch you. He wanted to grab your ass and suck your pussy till you screamed. But you were in control. You really stared to move your hips and rubbed your pussy across his lips and tongue.

Eddie was moaning and groaning. But you weren’t going to please him right now. No you wanted him to eat you till you were satisfied. “Just like that, baby. Eat my pretty pussy. Eat it just like you begged.” You start rubbing your pussy faster against his tongue and your eye roll back as you feel yourself about to cum.

He sucks your lips and you let your weight go on his face and you feel your lower stomach start to tighten. “I’m coming…” You moan out as you move your hips. He shakes his head and he sucks what you give him.

You sag against him and see he had much more precum on the tip of his very pink dick. You move off of him and his face was slick from your wetness. He was smiling like he won some prize. “I thought you said I was going to regret that smirk.”

You don’t say a word, instead you search his pockets and you find what you were looking for. A condom.

You move back over to Eddie and run a thumb across the head of his dick. “Have you ever been edged before, Eddie?” You ask as you open the condom with your teeth.

“Easy there Hollywood, it’s sensitive t..there.” He warns. “Oh I know, now answer my question.” You ask as you continue to rub your thumb. “N..no I..haven’t.” You give him a cold stare and move your hand away from him and you roll the condom onto his dick.

You get up and position yourself over the head of his dick. When you slide down you both let out a moan. Your lean over and start to bounce up and down as you clench your walls.

“Oh sh…shit. Hollywood you’ve never done that before.” You bounce on him so he’s deeper and you grab his face. Sucking your remaining juices off of his lips and tongue.

He yanks at the ropes. “Mm, okay, Hollywood. You need to untie me because-oh shit. This pussy is too good to keep me tied up.” You shake your head and lean up, riding him faster.

You look down watching his eyes roll back and flutter closed. “Does this feel good baby?” You ask as you slow down your pace. “Yes, yes it does. Now please untie me.” He moans.

“Hm, no.” You slow down your pace more until you were just sitting there. “Wh…why’d you stop?” He moans out.

Instead of answering him you pick up the face and lean down to you can keep your weight in balance. You move your pussy so the only thing he could feel was you riding the tip.

He tried to buck his hips to make it go all the way in but you slide him out. “Oh Eddie, you don’t get to have the control. Do that again and I’ll stop and leave you with blue balls.” You tell him. You slide him back in and clench him harder making him grunt.

“You want to cum don’t you, Eddie? You just want to cum deep inside of this warm pussy.” He nods but you slow down. “Use those pretty words for me, baby.” You moan as your roll your hips causing him to yank at the rope.

“Yes, yes I want to cum. I want to cum inside of you Olivia. Baby please just untie me.” He begs which makes you smile.

“Not yet, I’m having fun.” You lean over and suck his neck, leaving your own mark on him, as he moans he’s about to cum.

You roll your hips again and you feel him shiver as he’s about to cum. But you stop. “No, no, no. Don’t do that, baby please fuck me. Let me cum inside of you.” Eddie moans out. “What? You’re not having fun? With me riding and edging you? I th..think this is fun.” You roll your hips faster and he lets out a moan that sounded cute.

“I’m coming.” You stop again and he lets out a angered groan. “Baby, baby please. Fuck me, I’ll be good. Just please don’t stop fucking me.” Hearing him say that made you extremely wet. “You’ll be good? Promise?” He nods quickly.

“Yes, I’ll be good, baby please keep going. I’m so close.” You roll your hips again and his eyes roll back, you feel his dick twitch but stop just to torture him. “Stop! Stop doing that! Olivia just fu-” You shut him up by rolling your hips and fucking him until he was a whimpering mess.

You soon after came and you rest your head on his chest. Both of you were breathing heavy. “Shit…that was fucked up and fucking amazing.” You hear Eddie say between breathes. You look up at him through your lashes.

“I’ve been wanting to do that to you since the first time, but I was kind of scared that I would scare you off.” You say as you sit up a bit. “What? You mean I could’ve gotten fucked like that on the first night? Jesus I think I would’ve fell in love with you sooner.”

There is is, him saying that to you.

“Do you love me?” You ask searching his eyes. He was quiet at first but then his eyes lock onto yours. “I do, and before you tell me I’m not. I think about you a lot. I honestly feel happy waking up on the days we have dates. I never want to bring you home. You’re fun to be around and you make me feel important. You see me Olivia, the real me, the heavy metal dweeb who plays D&D with his friends. I love you, and if you don’t love me back then please don’t say it, let me just dream a little longer about this beautiful Cali girl who came into my life for the past few weeks.” You shut him up with a kiss. “Eddie, you’re rambling.”

“I know, but that just how I feel when you’re around.” He kisses you back and you feel a flutter in your heart.

You’re a heartbreaker, you get a guy to fall in love and when you’re bored you dump him and move onto the next.

But you’re not bored with Eddie, or Steve. They make things interesting and fun.

I hope they both can understand how you feel. Because there is no denying you like them both. Maybe even lo-

“Hollywood? I don’t know about you but my wrists hurt and I think it’s your turn to get tied up.” Eddie says under you. You put that thought on hold and shake your head.

“Who says I’m untying you? I like you like this Pretty boy.” He yanks at the ropes again and you sit up. “Olivia, come on. It was cute in the moment but come on. Untie me.” You shake your head again and laugh. “Olivia, untie m-OLIVIA!”

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Always The Babysitter - Chapter Twenty-Nine: Dear Billy

Author: @harringtonstilinski Characters: Steve Harrington x Olivia Henderson(OC) Word Count: Warnings: fluff, angst, olivia being olivia, Smut: no | yes; 18+ MINORS DNI: shower sex; unprotected m+f (pls wrap it), A/N: Hi, friends! If you like this chapter, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊

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I was shaking Max, trying to get her out of whatever trance she was in for a few seconds before she came back to us, telling us about a grandfather clock embedded in a wall down the hall.

Steve, Dustin, and myself followed her while Robin and Nancy met us to where she was talking about. Disbelief with tears laced her in voice, she said, “It was here. Right here.”

“A grandfather clock?” Nancy asked, incredulously.

Max nodded her head as I rolled my eyes and turned to Nancy asking, “Do you believe anything anymore? I mean, this is serious shit. Just like Will disappearing, just like the Demodogs and the Gate, and just like the Mind Flayer and the Russians.”

“I’m not saying I don’t–”

“Well, you’re as shit acting like it, Nance.”

“It was so real,” Max said, bringing us back to the situation at hand. “And then, when I got closer, suddenly I just… I woke up.”

“It was like she was in a… trance or something,” Dustin said. “Exactly what Eddie said happened to Chrissy.”

Max turned around to face us, fear in her eyes. “That’s not even the bad part.” She led us back to Ms. Kelley’s office, telling us, “Fred and Chrissy, they both came to Ms. Kelley for help. Uh, they both were having headaches, bad headaches that just wouldn’t go away. And then… then the nightmares…”

I moved from my spot by Steve to stand next to Max, putting my hands on her shoulders for comfort as she continued, “Trouble sleeping. They’d wake up in a cold sweat. And then they started seeing things. Bad things. From their pasts. And these visions, they just… they kept on getting worse and worse until eventually… everything ended.”

Looking at Dustin, I sighed, “Vecna’s Curse.”

“Chrissy’s headache started a week ago,” Max said. “Fred six days ago.”

“Yours?” I asked.

She turned her head towards me a little, saying, “I’ve been having them for five days. I don’t know how long I have. All I know is that… for Fred and Chrissy… they both died less than 24 hours after their first vision. And I just saw that goddamn clock, so… looks like I’m gonna die tomorrow.”

“No,” I said. “You’re not fucking dying. I’ll make sure of that myself. If he’s coming after kids with trauma, then fuck it, I’ve got tons.”

“Liv, no,” she said, eyes locking on mine. “I can’t let you do that.”

“Watch me.”

A loud clang sounded, scaring all of us to the point our skeletons might’ve jumped out of our skins. Steve looked around at everyone before his eyes landed on mine.

“Stay here,” he said, walking off.

“The fuck?” I said, moving to walk behind him. “No way. I’ve never stayed put.”

He grabbed a lamp, sighing as he did while pulling it from the wall. “Just stay behind me.”

Steve walked into the hallway a few feet before I walked behind him, giving a good bit of distance between us just in case I needed to turn tail and run. A few seconds later, I heard Nancy’s heels clap on the ground and I rolled my eyes, knowing her, Robin, Dustin and Max all followed.

More clattering and footsteps sounded down the hall to our left. Steve raised the lamp like a bat before a figure emerged. Steve went to swing at who or whatever it was, but a light on the figure showed that it was Lucas.

We all screamed for different reasons as Steve raised the lamp a little more before lowering it.

“It’s me!” Lucas yelled.

“Lucas?” Nancy asked.

“It’s me!”

As I held my chest, Steve and I said in unison, “Jesus, what’s wrong with you, Sinclair?!”

“I’m sorry.”

“I could’ve taken you out with this lamp,” Steve said. I said the same but instead of saying I , I said he.

Steve turned around to face us, eyes our meeting before he held his arm out to me. I gladly walked to him, taking deep breaths.

Panting out his words, Lucas said, nonchalantly, “Sorry, guys. Sorry. I was… I was biking for eight miles.” Holding a finger out to us, he turned to his right a little, saying, “Give me a second. Shit. We’ve got a code red.”

“What?” Steve asked, pulling me tighter into his hold.

Lucas looked at Dustin, walking towards him saying his name. When he reached my brother, he said, “I’ve been with Jason, Patrick and Andy, and they’ve gone, like, totally off the rails. They’re trying to capture Eddie.”

“What?!” I said, turning Steve and I to face Dustin and Lucas.

Turning his body a little bit towards us, Lucas said, “But they think Dustin knows where Eddie is.” Turning back to Dustin, he added, “You’re in terrible danger.”

“That little fucker has to get passed me first,” I said, anger rising in me.

“Liv, calm down,” Dustin said. “Lucas, that definitely sucks, but we’ve got bigger problems than Jason right now.”

We looked at Max, and I could tell Lucas was, too, because her eyes went from his to the floor.

~~~

Steve and I ended up taking Dustin and Lucas home, while Nancy took Robin and Max home. I went back to Steve’s house, where we showered with a little bit… sexy time.

“Fuck, Steve,” I whispered, breaths heavy. “Fuck, you feel good.”

He groaned, hand on the wall beside my head. “You feel fucking incredible. I don’t think I’ll last much longer.”

“Cum for me, Steve.” I threaded my fingers through his wet hair the best I could. “Cum, Stevie.”

“You first,” he said, bringing his fingers down from his hold on my hip to my clit, rubbing in small gentle circles.

Moaning, I rested the back of my head on the wall, my hands falling from Steve’s hair to his neck, trying to find anything to rest my hands on. “Oh, my god, I’m cumming.” I only announced it once before my back arched off the wall in a deep and loud moan, Steve releasing about a second later.

He kissed me, long and sweet before gently pulling out, our mixed cum sliding out of me and onto the shower floor. I watched it run and fall to the drain, feeling Steve’s hands on my hips once more.

Pulling my attention back to him, I locked my eyes with his, seeing borderline exhaustion lacing his features. “Let’s get cleaned up and dressed for bed, and maybe I’ll read to you.”

He chuckled lightly, nodding his head. “Sounds good, baby.” He took my body wash, lathering it in a wash cloth before gently scrubbing at my body, washing away all of the dirt and grime from the day.

My hair didn’t need to be washed, so I had thrown it into a bun before we stepped in. It got a little wet, but it was all good. I didn’t mind.

When Steve was done with my body and I was rinsed off, I took his body wash and returned the favor, washing away his dirt and grime, the water rinsing it off once I was done.

We got out of the shower, wiping the towels over our bodies, before wrapping them around ourselves before moving to his bedroom to put on our pajamas. Crawling into bed, I kept my promise, grabbing my book and getting into our favorite position; us on our backs, my head resting on his shoulder.

I read until I fell asleep, waking up curled into Steve on my right side while was on his left side, arms around me. I went to move, feeling his arms tighten around me, a small groggy groan coming from him.

“Don’t move,” he groaned. “This is very comfortable.”

I chuckled, moving my head to look up at him, getting a really good look at his chin. “We have to. Gotta get Dusty and head to the Wheeler’s, remember?”

He groaned again, that sound letting me know he didn’t want to, but knew he had to. He rolled on his back, taking me with him, a laugh bubbling out of my throat.

“Steve,” I giggled. “Let me go. We have to get dressed and head out. Do you really want Nancy calling here and yelling at us?”

“You have a very good point,” he said, sitting up.

I was cradled in his arms, like a baby, smiling up at him. Touching his bottom lip with my fingers, I sighed. “I love you.”

He smiled back at me, leaning to press a kiss to my lips before we got off the bed, moving around in each other like a choreographed dance; him in the closet first to pick his outfit while I went into the bathroom to brush my hair and teeth before we switched rooms.

Once I was dressed and had my light makeup on, we went downstairs to get a quick breakfast before heading out of the house and to his car, making our way to the Wheeler’s house.

~~~

I was looking at the latest edition of Cosmo, sitting in a chair with my legs over the right arm of the chair in the Wheeler basement while everyone else was reading about the Creel House and Victor Creel and all that Nancy and Robin read about at the library the night before.

Steve groaned, pacing in front of me. “Okay, be honest. Uh…”

“That shirt and those jeans–” I said, the chef's kiss at the end of my sentence. “Di-fucking-vine.”

“Uhm, thanks, and no,” he said. “Do you guys understand any of this?”

“No,” Lucas said.

“Pretty straightforward,” Dustin added.

“Yes, I am sexy, thank you,” I said, more to myself, nose still in the magazine.

“Oh, straightforward, really?” Steve said, stopping in front me for a moment then began his pacing again.

“Well, what’s confusing to you?” Dustin asked. “So far, everyone that Vecna has cursed has died, except for this old Victor Creel dude Nancy found. He’s the only known survivor. If anyone knows how to beat this curse, it’s him.”

“Yeah, that’s assuming that he was cursed, Henderson, which we don’t even know,” Steve said. He sighed, reaching up to rub his forehead. “How can Vecna have existed in the 50's? It doesn’t make sense.”

“As far as we know, Eleven didn’t create the Upside Down.”

“She opened a gate to it,” I said, flipping a page of the magazine.

“Yeah,” Dustin agreed. “The Upside Down has probably been around for thousands of years. Millions.”

“You wouldn’t be surprised if it predated dinosaurs,” I said, sighing.

“Liv, dinosaurs?” Steve asked. “What are we–”

“Okay,” Lucas said. “Okay, but if a gate didn’t exist in the 50’s, how did Vecna get through?”

“Oh, and how’s he getting through now?” Steve added.

“And why now?”

“Oh, and why then? Just pops out in the 50’s, kills one family, and he’s like – pffff – hey, I’m good. And poof, he just disappears. Just… gone? Only to return 30 years later and start killing some random teens? Nah, I don’t buy it.” He breathed deep, turning to face me, tapping my legs.

I got up as he said, “Straightforward, my ass,” before turning to Dustin for a moment. “And ya’know what? Honestly, Henderson, a little humility now and then, it wouldn’t hurt you.”

“Sorry,” Dustin said, looking down.

Steve sat down in the chair I was previously occupying, pulling me down to sit back the position I was in, his left arm around the middle of my back, his right arm draped across my thighs. I watched as he looked at Dustin, giving him a look that said you better be.

He looked me in the eyes before I rolled mine, going back to my magazine. “You’re the worst, ya’know that?”

A few seconds later, Dustin asked, “Any idea what she’s writing?”

I turned my head to look at the back of Max’s, watching her arm move slightly. “I wonder if she slept any.”

“I mean,” Lucas said. “Would you, Liv?”

A door opening had me jumping out of my skin as heels sounded on the staircase, Nancy and Robin showing up not long after.

“Okay, so,” Nancy said, glancing at Robin, both girls sighing. “We have a plan.”

I set the magazine down in my lap as Robin all but shoved a brown folder into my hands, Nancy doing the same with Dustin. The two girls sat down across from how I was sitting, Steve and I looking into the folder Robin gave to us before she said, “Thanks to Nancy’s newspaper minions, we are now rock-star psychology students at the University of Notre Dame.”

“I’m now Ruth,” Nancy sighed.

“And I’m Rose.”

“Ruth?” Steve asked, looking at Nancy.

“You don’t look like a Rose to me,” I said, eyes on Robin.

“Nice GPA,” Dustin said, looking at Nancy.

I rolled my eyes, looking back at Robin’s file once again, reading over every word on the page.

“Thanks,” Nancy said. Addressing the rest of the group, she said, “So, we called Pennhurst Asylum, told them we’d like to speak with Victor Creel for a thesis we’re co-writing on paranoid schizophrenics–”

“To which they said no,” Robin said, eyes on mine for a moment as I passed the folder back to her to look at Nancy’s.

“But we landed a three o’clock with the director,” Nancy said.

“Now all we have to do is charm him and convince him to let us talk to Victor,” Robin added.

“And then maybe we can rid Max of this curse.”

“Yeah, uh, about that,” Steve said. “We’ve been doing our Victor Creel homework, and, uh…”

“We’ve got questions,” I said, tossing the magazine I’d previously been reading on the table next to me.

“Lots of questions,” Lucas said.

“So do we,” Nancy said. “Hopefully, Victor has the answers.”

“Wait, wait, wait, wait a second, uh…” Steve said, looking up from one of the brown folders that I’m assuming was Robin’s. “Where’s mine?”

“Excuse me?” I asked. “What do you mean, where’s mine?”

Nancy got up, not wanting to touch on the subject, but Steve just tapped my legs before getting right up, almost tossing me to the floor as he followed Nancy up the stairs, saying her name over and over again.

Robin helped me up before we both made our way up the stairs to the kitchen before ascending the stairs to Nancy’s room. We got there just as Steve said, “I know, but why does it always have to be me?”

“Oh, my god, you have a Tom Cruise poster,” Robin said, a little too excitedly as she walked to it. “You have a Tom Cruise poster.”

I chuckled at her amused tone, covering my mouth with my hand. Feeling a hand on my elbow, I let Steve guide me to stand beside him, his arm around my shoulders. I love that no matter where we are, who we’re with, he always has his arm wrapped around me in an almost protective way.

Looking back and forth from her closet to Robin back to her closet, Nancy said, “That’s… old. It’s just–”

Robin’s laugh had me laughing, her amusement amusing me as she went through Nancy’s things.

“Can you please not touch anything?” Nancy asked, annoyed.

“I can’t do anything here, Nance,” Steve said. He had moved to pace while I watched Robin in more amusement than I have in months… and I work with her. Steve continued his words, “Maybe I can be helpful with his asylum director dude. I don’t know, I could turn on my, like,–” Weird sounds coming from his mouth that I can’t describe. “My charm.”

“Not the kind of charm we need,” Nancy said, sticking her head from behind her closet door.

“It’s the kind of charm I need,” I said, the tiniest bit seductively.

“Liv, are you horny?” Robin asked, still looking at Nancy’s things.

I thought about it for a second before saying, “A little bit.”

She chuckled before picking up Nance’s music box, opening as Nancy said, “If we’re gonna win him over, we’re gonna have to convince him that we are, too. That like him… we are true academic scholars.”

“Oh, that’s right up your alley,” I sarcastically said, wrapping my arms around Steve’s middle.

“Holy shit,” Robin whispered. “There’s a little ballerina in here.” She bit her bottom lip and I snorted, still amused by her actions.

“Academic scholar?” Steve asked. “She’s giving you an academic scholar vibe? Yeah.”

“Damn,” I said, looking up at Steve’s profile. “You’re hot when you say academic scholar.”

“Liv, calm down,” Nancy said. “Steve, to answer your question; no, but… she will.” She brought out a very girly pink top and a skirt to go with it.

Robin looked at Nancy, giving her a fearful look. “Oh, please, tell me that you’re joking.”

Nancy put her arms out, giving Robin a smile. I looked at her, grimacing, “No, I don’t think she is.”

~~~

Steve and I went back down to the basement where he, Dustin and Lucas sat on the couch while I paced the width of the basement, arms crossed.

“Stop pacing,” Dustin groaned.

“No,” I said.

“Babe,” Steve said.

I stopped my pacing for a moment to look at Steve, a brow raised, saying, “Steven,” before continuing my steps.

A few moments later, I heard Max say, “I know you guys are staring at me.”

“What, sorry?” Steve said, all three of them pretending to do something.

“You said you needed something?” Lucas asked.

Throwing a ball into the air, Steve said, “Just hanging out.” What I wouldn’t give to lick that neck of his.

“How you think your eyes boring into the back of her head is protecting her from Vecna, I don’t know,” I said. I watched Max get up from her seat, walking over to the boys, standing at the table.

“You can look at me now,” she said.

“Thank you,” Dustin said. “Sorry.” Steve and Lucas also said their sorries as I walked a little closer to them as she started handing them envelopes.

She turned to face me, reluctantly handing me one, too. “Oh, uhm, give these to Mike, El and Will.”

I took the four envelopes from her hand before she turned around, telling the boys, “What are you doing? No, don’t. That’s not for now. Don’t open it now.”

“I’m sorry, what is this?” Dustin asked.

“It’s, uhm…” Max said, looking down for a moment. “It’s a fail-safe. For after. If things don’t work out.”

“Whoa, hey, wait a second,” I said, stepping up to her side, putting my hands on her shoulders. “Things are gonna work out.”

“No!” she said. “Liv, I love you, but I really don’t need you to reassure me right now and tell me it’s all gonna work out. Because people have been telling me that my entire life and it’s almost never true. It’s never true.”

I sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“I mean, of course, this asshole curses me,” she continued. “Should’ve seen that one coming.”

“Then he should come after me,” I said. “I’m not having symptoms but… I mean, if it should be between you and I, I’d rather it be me.”

She looked past me after she took a deep breath, going to the table and picking up the walkie talkie. “If we go to East Hawkins, will this reach Pennhurst?”

“Of course,” Dustin said.

“Wait,” Steve said. “Wait, wait. Why are we talking about East Hawkins?”

All four of us looked at Steve, our eyes locking for a moment before he said, “No. No. No!”

Without taking those no’s for an answer, Max zipped up her jacket before grabbing her backpack, walking out of the basement door, the boys and I putting our own jackets on, following her out.

“Max,” I said. “Max! Hey, kiddo. Seriously?”

“I’m not joking,” Steve said. “I’m not driving you anywhere.”

“Steve, if you think I’m going to spend what is likely the last day of my life in the armpit of what is Mike Wheeler’s basement, then you’re out of your mind,” Max said. “So, either take me where I need to go or you’re gonna have to tie me down which is technically kidnapping of a minor. And if I live to see another day, Steve, I swear to god, I will prosecute.” She reached for the back driver door, pulling the handle to open it before looking at Steve, and saying, “Open the door.” Steve looked from Max to me and back to Max, saying, “Uhh, no.”

“I know a good lawyer.”

“Oh, shit,” I said, a smile on my face that tried to hide with my hand.

They had a staring contest before he scoffed, taking his keys from his pocket and looking at Dustin, saying, “Henderson, that super walkie of yours better reach Pennhurst.”

We got in the car, Max standing outside for a moment before she got in.

~~~

I turned on the radio as we drove, finding a station that played decent music before I landed on one that I knew played some of my favorite music. I sang along to Hard Feelings by Al Kerbey, my feet on the dashboard, knees bent.

“You talk a lot, but you don’t say much In the things you do,” I sang, tapping the beat of the song on the sides of my calves, bopping my head as I did. “You're always right, in all our fights Because no one else can shut you down Or turn you around, you should see yourself.”

Steve parked the car and shut it off, and it was just then that I noticed we were at Max’s place. Placing my feet back on the floorboard, I turned to face the teens in the back as Steve said, “Alright, this better be fast, Mayfield.”

“Twenty seconds,” she said, getting out of the car and shutting the door.

I looked at Dustin and then his walkie. “That has batteries in there, correct?”

Sighing, he closed his eyes. “I’m not even answering that question.” It was my turn to sigh, but with more irritation.

“Yes, it has batteries in it.”

“Okay, I was just checking.”

After about a minute had passed, I started to get worried about Max, so I got out of the car, sitting on the hood with my knees bent, fingers at my bottom lip. Dustin stood next to me, as I heard Steve’s door open, but not close, just like the back passenger door.

Max came around the corner, fear on her face and her eyes red. I slid off the hood just as Steve said, “Hey, that was longer than 20 seconds.”

I followed her to the back of the car, saying as she got in, “Max, honey, are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” she said, opening the door. “Steve, just drive.”

Rushing to my side just as Steve started his car, I couldn’t help but think about what caused her to be so upset. I got in just before Steve backed up and out of the trailer park. Turning to face Max, I asked, “Did something happen?”

“Can we please just go?” she asked.

“Max, we’re moving.” She didn’t say anything else, just looked out the window, so I just turned back around in my seat, letting out a deep breath.

~~~

We drove for what felt like hours as Max gave Steve directions to where she wanted to go next. I had leaned over on the window, Steve’s hand on my thigh where it belonged as I closed my eyes for a moment. Max’s voice telling Steve to turn where she needed brought me out of my sleep.

“Here?” Dustin asked, silence being his answer.

I looked to my left as Steve turned, seeing the sign for Roane Hill Cemetery, and that’s when I put the pieces together. Sitting up a little, I turned my head to look at her, silently asking, “Is this–” She immediately answered with a small head nod, my eyes downcasting, not really looking at anything in particular before turning back in my seat, Steve’s hand off my thigh so he can drive properly and safely.

Steve stopped where she asked him to, her and Lucas getting out of the car. Since Steve had his window down, I could hear a little bit of their conversation.

The other words I was able to hear was Lucas asking Max why she keeps pushing him away, telling her that he doesn’t need or want the letter and that she knows she can talk to him and us three sitting in this car.

She walked away after a few seconds, Lucas coming back to the car after watching her retreat from him. He stood there for a moment before coming back around the car, sitting in the backseat with Dustin.

After a few minutes, I leaned my back against the door, reaching my legs across Steve’s lap, his right hand resting on my calves, his left resting on the door with the window down. Lucas and Dustin had gotten out of the car; Lucas sitting on the hood while Dustin basically stood behind me.

I watched Steve’s finger tap where it rested, looking out towards Max. He checked his watch before tapping my legs. I pulled them back as he got out and said, “Alright, it’s been long enough.”

I got out, almost knocking Dustin over, giving my apologies while helping him stand back up right.

“Steve, just give her some time,” Lucas said.

“I have, alright, Sinclair,” Steve replied, turning to face Lucas. “I’m calling it. She wants to get a lawyer, she can.”

I sighed as he turned back around, walking up the small hill towards Max as I sighed, looking between my brother and his best friend. “Of course he says that. He can pay for it. Well… his parents can.”

Around 15 seconds goes by before I’m on alert, hearing Steve telling her to wake up, clapping his hands and repeating the word hey. “Max, wake up! Max! Wake up!”

I took a couple steps forward, shaking my head slightly before Lucas and I both said, “Oh, something’s wrong.”

Steve quickly glanced at us, saying, “Guys!” before myself, Lucas and Dustin all hightailed it up the hill to Billy’s grave, where Max sat, eyes reddish pink, looking up, her eyelids fluttering.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I said, sliding onto my knees as best I could. “She’s in a trance. Max, wake up! Get out of there! Fight, Max! Come on! Wake up!”

The boys were all basically yelling the same thing I was, my hands on her cheeks as she was trapped in this trance.

“Call Nancy and Robin!” Steve exclaimed. “Go get ‘em! Call Nancy and Robin! Go!”

With my breathing starting to pick up, I looked to my left, watching as Dustin ran his way back down the hill to Steve’s car. Turning back to Max, tears filled my eyes, thinking this is the last time I’m going to see her. “Max, wake the fuck up! Get out of there! You gotta wake up! Come on!”

Dustin came running back to us, Max’s walkman and a bunch of cassettes in his hands. “Guys!”

“What is this?” Lucas asked after Dustin put the tapes down.

“Her song!” Dustin said. “What’s her favorite song?”

“Why? Why?”

“Robin said if she listens– it’s too much to explain right now.”

“Wait, if she listens to her favorite song, she’ll be pulled out? She’ll wake up?” I asked, right hand still on Max’s cheek.

“Precisely.”

“Then what the fuck are you waiting for?! Put the tape in!”

“What’s. Her favorite. Song?” Dustin enunciated.

“Uhh…” I said, trying to think. The song she constantly listened to started running through my head as I closed my eyes, silently muttering the words to myself, “Running up that road, running that hill, running that building.” Looking at the tapes, I said, “Kate Bush! Get that Kate Bush song!”

They found the tape, put it into the player, her headphones being brought into my line of vision. I took them from Dustin, placing them on her ears before turning to Lucas, saying, “Hit fucking play!”

Lucas hit the play button, Kate Bush’s voice faintly coming through the speakers resting on Max’s ears, all of us once again encouraging her to wake up and to get herself out of the trance she’s in. We all went quiet for a moment before her body started lifting up off the ground.

I backed up as much as I could, my hands on the ground behind me, ass and feet flat on the ground, legs bent at the knee as I stared at Max floating in the air. The higher she went, the quicker I got to my feet, yelling her name, the boys doing the same.

Tears quickly filled my eyes as the desperation in my voice grew bigger and bigger with each passing second before she fell to the ground, whimpering with fear as we all squatted down beside her, all of us saying her name again.

I set my hand on her knee as she started to hyperventilate, her and Lucas clinging to each other as I reassured her, “Max, it’s okay, you’re okay, you’re safe.”

“I thought we lost you,” Lucas said, throat tight with tears.

“I’m still… I’m still here,” she replied.

“Holy fucking shit,” I breathed, feeling a hand on my back.

“I’m still here,” she said, her breathing slowing.

I sighed, turning my head to face Steve, curling into his side the best I could with how we were sitting.

A tear fell from my eye as I looked at Dustin, feeling absolute devastation at the thought of losing him, and how stir crazy Mom would be. Then I looked back at Steve, the tears starting to flow as those same thoughts turned to him.

I don’t know what I would do if it was him that was cursed by Vecna. Scratch that. I know exactly what I would do; go into the Upside Down and kill that spell casting motherfucker.

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