𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 steve harrington

i. i hate you for what you did

━︎ VOL ONE. CHAPTER ONE

❝︎ souls don't meet by accident ❞︎

Jackson didn't mean for this to happen. He really didn't. As the air around him tightens and the screams of children fade away he slips into darkness and all he feels is peace.

When he wakes up eight hours later, he's alive again, sadly. As his eyes slowly open and he reenters the world again, he's met with two very familiar faces, his favorite nurse Inessa and his best friend Keith. He looks around the room to see the familiar eggshell white walls of the hospital, and the IV in his arm.

Keith is the first to open his mouth, because of course he is. "Cool. You're not dead"

Jack just rolls his eyes, he's used to his friend's strange personality after all. He turns to Inessa, who is standing over him, her dark brown hair put in a tight ponytail, and her tan skin glowing in the sunlight. "Seizure? Again?"

"Yep," She clicks her tongue. "Third one this year."

"At least it wasn't at school this time." He responds with a soft smile.

Inessa smiles back at the brunette. "Let me get Doctor Evans."

Having seizures was not uncommon for the boy, but like any sane person, he did not enjoy them. Back in his freshman year, he began to feel tired and sore, he skipped out on most of his meals, and his anxiety just got worse and worse. One day when he and Keith were walking to lunch, Jack had fallen to the ground, and that was all he had remembered. Flash forward almost three years later and they were a usual experience, he usually has them under control, but sometimes the control just slips out of his fingers.

All he can remember from last night is being at work with Keith, they had been messing around with Nancy Wheeler's little brother and his group of friends when he suddenly fell to the ground.

He looks at Keith now, his friend is sitting next to his hospital bed, with almost every single snack from the vending machine on his lap, munching on Tato Skins.

Jack looks up at him in disgust. "That shit is nasty, I don't know how you eat it."

"You and I both know I'll eat anything in my field of vision," Keith replies as he shoves the chip in his mouth.

The best friends sit in comfortable silence for a few more minutes before Dr. Evans walks in. He's been Jack's doctor since his epilepsy diagnosis three years ago and has been the biggest help in the world to the teen.

"Well as usual I'm going to give you the same lecture on why you shouldn't be working at an arcade, where loud noises and flashing lights are most common to find at the same time. Then you'll ignore me and I'll see you here again in three months." The older man says as he approaches Jacks's hospital bed.

Jack smiles at the man "Aw 'cmon man you know it's my passion."

The doctor just shakes his head disapprovingly. "I love to joke around with you, but you should seriously quit. I know you are a teen in need of money but there are thousands of other jobs in Hawkins."

"-Which all wouldn't hire me, because of my epilepsy. The only reason I scored The Palace Arcade is because my best friend happens to be the manager."