Saturday, November 12, 1983 – continuation
After being driven in the back of the cop car, I was sitting at someone's desk in the police station with my hands cuffed on the desk and an ice pack on one of my hands. I had bruises on my cheekbones and eye, and had dried blood under my nose and different little spots around my face. My head was pounding and my body was tired. Jonathan and Nancy sat with me.
I had told the cops my parents were out of town visiting family, but I just really didn't want to get in trouble so they called Jonathan's mom, Joyce, instead.
I heard the front door of the police station open and saw Joyce and Police Chief Hopper come through it. My lucky day.
Joyce's eyebrows were already furrowed as she approached the three of us. "Hey. Y/n? Jesus, what-- what happened?"
"Ma'am..." Officer Callahan spoke.
"I'm fine," I said to her, avoiding eye contact.
"Why is she wearing handcuffs?" Joyce questioned the officer.
"Well, she assaulted a police officer. That's why." Officer Callahan said, looking down at me.
"Take them off." Joyce demanded him.
"I am afraid I cannot do that."
"Take them off!"
"You heard her. Take them off." Hopper said, backing her up.
"Chief, I get everybody's emotional here, but there's something you need to see." Hopper and the 2 other police officers walked out of the station then shortly after came back inside with a box filled with ammunition and bear traps.
"I have nothing to do with that," I said quickly as Hopper placed it down in front of me.
"Why don't you ask your friend here? We found it in his car." Hopper said flatly.
"What?"
"What?" Joyce and I both said at the same time.
"Why are you going through my car?" Jonathan said, staring up at Hopper.
"Is that really the question you should be asking right now? I wanna see you in my office." Hopper said, leaning down on the desk.
"You won't believe me."
"Why don't you give me a try?" Hopper looked down at him.
"Can you guys take these handcuffs off me now?" I said. Hopper looked over at me. One of the other cops sighed and then took them off me. I instinctively rubbed my wrists from the relief of the restraints.
We followed Hopper into his office, and Jonathan and Nancy showed us a picture of this weird monster that Jonathan photographed the night of Steve's party. What the hell was that thing? Did this 'thing' kidnap Will?
"You say blood draws this thing?" Hopper asked, looking up from the photo over to the two.
"We don't know."
"It's just a theory."
Joyce looked away from Jonathan before asking him to talk outside of Hopper's office.
There was some yelling from down the hall, and Hopper suddenly got up from sitting on his desk and opened his office door, and left to go see what was happening.
"Stay here." He muttered to us before walking down the hall.
A few minutes later, he came back and told us everything.
Mike and his friends were with some girl that they found in the woods, and Hopper said something about unknowing searching for this girl instead of Will.
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Stare. [Steve Harrington x Reader]
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