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Chapter 3 [Proofed]

Chapter 3

We arrive at the junkyard. "Oh yeah, this will do," Steve takes off his glasses and walks away. "This'll do just fine."

I pat Dustin on the shoulder, "nice work kid." And walk towards Steve as he pours the rest of the meat in a pile.

"I said medium-well!" Lucas yells, as he's with a red head girl.

"Who's that?" Steve and I say in unison . Dustin doesn't reply and just looks a Lucas. "Whatever imma go help that girl," Steve gets up and reaches his hand out towards me. I take it.

We start making a trap for Dustin's weird demogorgon pet or whatever, and wait 'till it's dark.

I sit down on the floor resting my head on one of the seats. Steve is sitting opposite of my with our legs weaving from mine to his. Steve is flipping his lighter while I'm just closing my eyes.

"So, you've really fought one of those things?" Max asks us.

Steve and I look at her and nod. "And you're sure it wasn't a bear?" She continues.

"No you idiot, it's wasn't a bear. Why are you even here if you don't believe us? Just go home," Dustin pipes in with an attitude.

"geesh, someone's cranky. Past your bedtime?" Max scoffs and climbs up the ladder to the roof.

"That's good. Just show her you don't care." Steve smiles up at dustin.

"I don't."

Steve winks.

"Why are you winking Steve? Stop." Dustin says.

I laugh at the two. Steve lightly kicks my knee with his. "Steve Harrington you're a dork," I chuckle lightly. He laughs back with me. Suddenly, we hear a noise from outside.

We peer out the window, "you see it?" I ask.

"Nope." Steve says.

"Lucas, what's going on?" Dustin asks.

"Hold on!" He yells back.

Steve and I stare out the window as we wait. "I've got eyes! Ten o'clock! Ten o'clock!" Lucas yells.

Nothing has happened. "Why is he not taking the bait?" Steve says, not unlocking eyes from outside. Steve stands up and starts walking.

"Steve. Steve what are you doing?" Dustin stands up.

"Just hold on and wait."

Steve grabs his bat. Suddenly, I stand up and grab my bow and arrows, "I'm coming with you."

"What?"

"Fuck you mean what? I'm going with you. Now, c'mon." I jump out the RV and Steve follows with his bat. We start walking further away from the RV.

Steve starts whistling, "c'mon buddy." He continues to whistle. We get to the pile of meat. "Human taste better than cat I promise." I tighten my bow string and get ready to fire.

A juvenile demogorgon appears from the fog. We both lock eyes on it. "Steve! Y/n! Watch out!" I turn around. "Three o'clock! Three o'clock!" I find another one behind us.

Dustin whips open the RV. "Get inside!"

Steve goes to hit one of the things. I shoot one with my arrow, causing that ugly ass thing to go limp. One pounces at Steve and chucks him at the car. "Steve get up!" I yell, shooting another one. Steve gets up and whacks one making it go flying. We both run for our lives back to the RV as a bunch of those things run after us.