I'll take care of you

Wanted

-STEVE
'NANCY!!' I slam my fist on the door. After 5 minutes, she finally opens the door. 'Steve, it's literally 2am.' She gasps as she sees Dustin. 'Yeah, come in, quick.' I lay Dustin on their couch. 'Did he get shot by the cops?' Nancy asks while cleaning the wound. I nod. 'Is he gonna be okay?' Lucas asks.
'I hope so...' Nancy says. She wraps bandage around his arm. 'This isn't enough.' She thinks and looks around the room. She runs to the basement and comes back with a puffer, for Dustin to breathe in.
'Get some sleep, Steve, stay with Dustin. Just yell if something ain't right.' Nancy heads upstairs. 'Lucas, Max, you guys know where to sleep, right?' They nod and head into the basement. I look at Dustin. He's still breathing. I put on the TV.
'We saw them in the big forest. Next to loverslake. Please, if you see them, call. We're starting to think the kids helped Eddie kill Chrissy and Fred. If you have more information, please tell us.
'For Christs sake, dumbasses.' I sigh. Dustin? Killing people? I laugh. Dustin tries to smile. 'Hey! Are you awake?' I ask. Dustin tries to nod, but he's in so much pain, he can't even do that. 'Get some sleep, you're gonna be fine.' I walk to the other couch and shove it next to Dustin. I get some pillows and a blanket for Dustin and for myself. 'Are you comfortable on the couch?' I ask. Dustin tries to nod again. 'Good night.' I turn around and fall asleep.

-DUSTIN
I can't even speak, I can't move anything. I'm hopeless. And now the cops are looking for me too.
If Steve, Max and Lucas weren't there, I'd be dead.
I look at Steve. He's snoring already, as usual.
The clock is ticking. It's 7am already. I try to fall asleep.

'Steve? Do you want an egg for breakfast?' Nancy yells from the kitchen. I open my eyes. Steve is laying next to me, curled up in his blanket. I think he's cold. I try to move my arm, but it hurts so bad. I bite my lip. Steve rolls over and is almost laying on top of my arm. 'Steve.' I say with a cracked voice.
'Steve!' Nancy yells. Steve quickly wakes up and looks around. 'What?' He asks. 'Do you want an egg for breakfast?' Nancy asks again. 'No, no thanks.'
He looks at me. 'Oh shit, sorry, I'm almost laying on your arm.' He says. 'It's alright.' I say. 'Hey, your voice is back.' Steve smiles. 'Can I take a look at your arm later?' Nancy asks. I nod. 'I can nod again.' I say.
'Your arm is fine, but we have to take it slow. No adventures.' Nancy looks at Steve strictly. 'Can you stand up?' Nancy looks at me again. I put my left foot on the ground. Then my right foot. I'm standing.
'Now try to walk to Steve.' Nancy says. I try to walk, but my leg is shaking and it has a stabbing pain. 'Shit.' I drop myself on the couch and sigh. I look at Steve. I can't even walk? I got shot in the arm, not in my leg... 'It's okay, Dustin. We're gonna try again. Whenever you're ready.' Steve says while walking to the kitchen. He gets a glass of water and gives it to me.
'Maybe this will give you some strength and energy.'
I drink. It feels like I haven't drank anything in 10 years. 'Thanks.' I say when I finished the glass.
Steve and Nancy sit in the kitchen, having breakfast.
I sigh and stand up again. I look around the room.
I hold on to the counter, so I don't fall. I ignore the stabbing pain. 'I'm.. I'm doing it.' I say out of breath.
Nancy and Steve look around. 'Great!' They both smile. I sit down on the chair next to Steve, when Lucas and Max come in. 'Hey! Are you okay?' Lucas asks. 'Yeah, thanks.' I smile. They sit down next to me. 'So, I watched the news last night. We're wanted.' Steve says. We all look at each other. My eyes and head are heavy. So I stand up, hold myself up on the counter, and lay down. The others don't react, they understand. I close my eyes again.

'Nance, he's just a kid. We can't take him to the doctor. People think he's a murderer!' I open my eyes. 'Steve, we have to take him. He's in too much pain.' Someone kicks the table. 'We have to chill out a little, he'll heal.' Steve walks to the couch I'm on. 'Hey, you're awake again!' Steve looks at my wound. 'Are you feeling better?' He asks. I nod. 'I think we can look for Eddie now.' I say. 'Nonono, Henderson. Are you crazy? You're wanted!' Steve shakes his head. 'Oh, yeah.' I look at Max and Lucas. They're laughing with each other. I smile. 'I think they're back together.' I whisper to Steve. He's not listening. He sat down next to me and put on the TV.
I tuck myself in, because I'm cold and I close my eyes. AGAIN.

-STEVE
Dustin fell asleep. 'Nancy? Nance!' I yell. Nancy comes running from upstairs. 'What?!' She yells.
'We have to look for Eddie, before it's too late. Dustin has to help us. Please, he's gonna be fine.' I look at Dustin. 'Fine. If he's not okay, we're taking him to the doctor.' Nancy sighs. 'Get the  walkie talkie.' She says. 'Dustin... Dustin!' I try to wake him up. 'What?' Dustin asks irritated. 'We're gonna look for Eddie. Where's the walkie talkie?' I ask. Dustin opens his eyes. 'In my bag.' He says. I get his bag, open it, pick up the walkie talkie and yell: 'EDDIE! Are you there? Eddie do you copy?' Dustin sighs and stands up. 'The cops probably got him.' He says. 'No. He hid himself. The cops were after us, they didn't check the shed again.' I say. 'Let's go to the shed, if you're sure.' Dustin says. 'Max, Lucas, Nancy, LETS GO!' I yell.

'Dustin, if you're not okay, we're gonna get you to the doctor.' Nancy says worried. 'I'm gonna be fine.' Dustin says. 'There we are.' I park the car. We step out and walk to the shed. Max opens the door. 'Eddie?' She screams. 'Eddieee?!' We all scream. 'OH MY GOD, I thought you guys were dead.' Eddie jumps out of a box. 'Jesus, what happened to Henderson?' He asks. 'Got shot by the cops.' I say.
'I took care of him.' Shit. I shouldn't have said that. It looks like I'm jealous of Eddie now...
'We all took care of him.' Nancy looks at me questioning. 'Yeah, sorry.' I turn red.
Dustin looks out of the window. 'That's where Vecna attacked me.' He points. 'WHAT? You got attacked by Vecna?' Eddie asks. We all nod. 'Alright. Since we found you, we can go home.' I say. 'Wait, Steve. They know we're somewhere around here.' Nancy says. 'Eddie has to come with us.' Max finishes the sentence. Dustin turns around and looks at me. 'Eddie, you can't stay with us, sorry.' I say. Dustin sighs. And says. 'I'm gonna sit in the car.' He slams the door after him. 'I'm just- gonna go too.' I say. I walk to the car. Dustin is looking at the place where he got attacked. 'Dustin.' I walk towards him. 'Let's go.' I open the door for him. We both get in the car. 'Why can't Eddie stay with us? Are you scared he'll replace you?' I sigh. 'Yeah. Yeah I think so.'
Dustin laughs. 'He's nothing like you, Steve. The only cool thing is that he plays D&D.' I smile. 'Okay, okay. Let's go home. I'm sick of this shit.'

I put the key in the lock. We're home. I throw the keys on the counter and close the curtains. It got dark. Dustin sits on the couch, staring ahead. 'Dustin, are you okay? You look like a zombie.'
Dustin shakes his head. 'I think I just need some sleep. I'm just dizzy.' He stands up. 'Dustin I don't think it's a good idea to stand up when you're dizzy.' It's too late. Dustin falls backwards. I catch him and lay him on the couch. 'Shit.' I get the walkie talkie. 'NANCY! Dustin fainted, code red, CODE RED!' I yell. 'Hey, Nancy! Henderson fainted.' Eddie yells on the other side of the walkie talkie. 'Eddie I need Nancy, give Nancy, NOW!' I yell.