Worlds Apart - Steve Harrington x Reader x Eddie Munson

Chapter 2 - "It's you?"

"So you think he will be here Dustin?" Steve asked stepping out of his car. Y/n hopped out of the back which she was practically squished into with Max practically on top of her.

"It's the only place we got at the moment Steve so, trust the kid." Y/n grumbled, her eyes darting around cautiously, "The dude is probably terrified."

"Let us have a look around."

They began ringing the doorbell rapidly looking for an answer with little to no patience.

"Okay. Well, that's settled. I guess he's not here."

"Eddie! It's Dustin!" He called out in the hopes of a reply.

"Look, we just wanna talk, okay? No cops, I swear. We just wanna help."

"Eddie!"

Dustin began banging on the door. "Reefer Rick!"

Steve shot a glare at Dustin. "Don't scream that...Rick!"

They all entered Rick's place having a search around looking for any old clues to indicate where Eddie could have ran to

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Y/n and Dustin asked as Steve picked up an oar and began jabbing the end of it into the tarp. Dustin sighed suggesting, "He might be in here. So take the tarp off. "

"If you're so brave, you take the tarp off."

"Hey, look over here. Someone was here. Maybe he heard us. Got spooked and ran." Robin said to Max just loud enough for Y/n to hear.

"Don't worry. Steve will get him with his oar." Dustin joked watching Steve jab at the tarp with a wooden oar.

"I know you think you're being funny, but considering everyone in this room has nearly died a hundred times, personally, I don't find it funny in the slight... "

"Wait what? Under what circumstances?" Y/n asked  looking between them all as they gave oneanother concerned looks not sure how to dig themselves out of this hole.

Steve was abruptly tackled to the wall by what Dustin recognised to be exactly who they were looking for, Eddie Munson. "Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!" Steve called out feeling the cool blade press against his neck.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Eddie! Eddie! Stop! Eddie! Eddie! It's me. It's Dustin. This is Steve. He's not gonna hurt you, right, Steve?" Having a knife pinned up to Steve's throat was not only concerning but immediately made the situation far more serious than something as simple as a search party.

 "Right. Yeah." Steve responded nodding not wanting to die under such foolish circumstances.

"Steve, why don't you drop the oar?"

"Don't drop the oar, Steve," Y/n said assertively causing Eddie to snap his head towards the woman too panicked to take her in.  

"Steve don't listen to her and drop it," Dustin said trying to turn this situation around only to be thrown under the bus by y/n. "Don't drop it do you hear me!"

"Make up your mind!

"I swear to FUCKING god if you all don't shut up it is off with his head-" Eddie yelled at the group, y/n held her hands in the air as she approached Eddie slowly causing his eyes to snap back to her once again and before he could process what had happened Y/n punched him across the face, pinning him to the wall her forearm pressed against his neck and her hand holding his wrist which he had a tight hold of his penknife. He was slightly winded and looked into Y/n's eyes finally recognising her. 

"It's you?" He asked his eyes softening looking her up and down trying to process the current situation he was in and rather who he was in this situation with.