Midnight High

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This fan fiction contains sexual actions, death, drugs, homophobia, mental Illness, and a foul use of language.
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A long car, constant bickering between Steve a Dustin, and lots of laughs later, we finally arrive at Reefer Ricks house. It truly was in the middle of nowhere. Whenever we got there it was already dark and I just know my moms going to be on my ass about being gone all day. We pull into the houses driveway and We all get out, well not without Dustin tripping over a fucking rock. we got up to the door and ring the doorbell. Dustin rings it quite a few times actually.
"Okay. Well, thats settled. I guess he's not here." Steve says sarcastically. Dustin starts banging on the door.

"Eddie! It's Dustin! No cops I swear, we just wanna help. Eddie!" He yells into the door. No one answers. I take a step back and walk off the porch. I shine my flashlight into the trees and then down again. I look over a little bit and Max spots something.

"Hey guys?" Max yells. We all walk over to see what she's looking at. We shine our flashlights down the small hill and see a shed by the water. The light on the outside of it is on. We walk down to it and look in the windows. It's just a bunch of junk basically. We open the door and walk in. The old door screeched as we opened it.

"Hello?" I ask out loud. Robin is standing next to me.

"Is anyone home?" She says out loud also. We look at each other nervously. This place is no doubt creepy as fuck. The rest of the group enters the shed and starts to search for anything that could possibly show us where Eddie is.

"What a dump." Steve says.

"Shut the fuck up Steve. We need to be quiet." I say to him quietly. He looks over at me and puts his hands up in a 'fine' way. He turns off his light and picks something up. I continue to look around. There's a bunch of spiderwebs everywhere and my arachnophobia is telling me no right now. There's life jackets, kayak paddles, and just some other stuff that's completely trashed. I turn back around and see Steve hitting a tarp with an oar.

"Steve! What the fuck are you doing?" Me and Dustin say together. He just continues to hit the tarp super hard for no reason.

"What are you doing?" Dustin ask him again.

"He might be in here." Steve responds.

"You know, if he was in there I'm pretty sure you'd be hurting him by hitting the fucking tarp with an Oar." I say while whisper yelling. I walk closer to the boat covered with a tarp.

"So take the damn tarp off." Dustin says quietly.

"If you're so brave YOU take the tarp off." Steve yells.

"Dude I told you to shut up." I said walking up to him.

"Okay, okay, just stop being mean to me." Steve says with a sad face. I roll my eyes and walk away continuing to look for clues.

"I'm not even gonna lie, I'm scared as fuck right now." I say whispering. I turn around and look at the rest of the group.

"Hey look over here." Max says to us. I walk over to her and there's food wrappers lying in a table desk thing. There's beer bottles and a flashlight sitting on it.