Runaway ~ (Completed) ✅ ~

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(y/n) - your name

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The road was long and dark, trees zooming past as Steve drove to god knows where with Dustin sitting in the back and (y/n) contemplating her life right now in the front passenger seat. "You both are smoking weed right?"

"Jesus fucking christ (y/n)..." Steve sighs out.

"What do you Jesus fucking christ!? Please tell me you both are just high! That all this Upside Down-demon dog bullshit isn't actually real!" (y/n) begs, looking at the two boys who looked solemn and serious. "Holy fucking shit... you're not joking... oh my fucking god... this is what I get for coming to America. No... I had to leave Australia and come to the one place where every problem imaginable exists..." (y/n) mumbles out, running her fingers through her hair as she goes over everything Dustin and Steve told her.

And I mean everything.

From the beginning to end to now with Dustin keeping a polywog that now is growing into a demo-dog.

"So Nancy knew as well... that these creatures actually killed Barbara..." the boy's nod and (y/n) breathes out shakily. "No wonder Nancy was so broken about it..." Steve flinches at the indirect comment. "Ok, so the bat with nails is a weapon."

"Yes-"

"-that's a shit weapon. One of yous gotta have a gun or a hunter's rifle at least!?" (y/n) cuts Dustin off who blinks at her in surprise.

"You know what, she has a point." Dustin says.

"No, she doesn't have a point! She's not getting involved in this." Steve hisses out, stressed and tensed as he gripped his steering wheel.

"Steve it's too late, I know everything now-"

"-I don't want you getting involved!" he yells out and (y/n) purses her lips. "I'm sorry... I-I just don't want anything to happen to you ok."

"Like with Eleven and Barbara...?"

"Yes..." Steve frowns. "I don't want you getting hurt so no... I need you to stay out of this." (y/n) sighs out and sits back in her seat, letting the boys argue about how big this demo-dog is now. "How do you know it's not just a lizard-"

"-because his face opened up and he ate my cat!"

"Jesus fucking christ..." (y/n) grumbles out, pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration. Steve finally arrives at what seemed to be Dustin's place, the boys getting out of the car. There was no way in hell (y/n) was getting out to face a demon. Hell no, she was safe in the car!

She watches through the window as Steve hits the wine cellar door with his bat, shining the flashlight in Dustin's face until the kid runs off to get the key to unlock the chains keeping the doors locked.

Oh, this is not good...

(y/n) panicked as Steve unlocks the door, going down to the wine cellar while Dustin stayed near the entrance. "Shit... what's taking him so long!?" (y/n) mumbles out, worried about how long Steve had been down in the cellar for until she rolls down the window a bit to yell out. "Dustin! What's going on!?" the kid turns around and shrugs at her, turning back around but jumping in fright.

"It's just Steve!" Dustin yells out and he starts walking down into the cellar even though (y/n) begs him not to.

"For fucks sake!" She grumbles out, looking around the darkness and she didn't feel safe in the car anymore. It was like the horror movies, she didn't know if it was safer in the car or safer to find her friends. And she really didn't want to be alone. "Fuck..." (y/n) takes in a deep breath and jumps out of the car, bolting towards the cellar and down the steps as fast as she could.