THATS SO 80s - Steve Harrington

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen

Later that night we had formed a plan. Together; we used Joyce's shed to build a safe house in, making sure that the walls were completely covered so that Will doesn't know where he is just in case he sends the mind flayer after us. We had completely cleared out the shed.

We leave Mike, Hopper, Joyce, and Jonathan in the shed along with a tied-up Will to the chair. A bright light beams on him; as he's going to be investigated by them. We figured those were the closest people that Will had, and it was a small space, so we couldn't fit them all.

Now, Steve, Dustin, Lucas, Nancy, Max, and I all wait inside. For something. Anything to happen. I want to know what was happening, but Will doesn't know me at all. He'll freak out when he sees me.

I stare out the kitchen window anxiously, biting my lip. I lean against the counter now, Nancy was in the same room with me. Steve was in the other room practising swings with his stupid bat, and Dustin was in one room. Max and Lucas were sitting down; opposite each other in the hallway.

"If he finds out where we are..." Max begins to Lucas. "Will he sends those dogs after us?"

"He won't find out," Lucas insisted.

"Yeah, but," Max softly said. "If he does..."

"Judgement day," was all he said.

I crack my knuckle and walked over to the couch. I was exhausted; I need sleep. But I can't when our world is about to end. So, I decided to just sit on the couch, grab the spare blanket that was on the edge of the couch and wrap it over my body.

I curled up in a little ball, pouting a little as I lay there; my head resting on the armrest. My eyes flickered over to Steve who walked over to me with a concerned looked on his face, I sit up a little bit and he sat down next to me.

"Hey," he speaks softly. He allows me to lay my head on his lap and he gently combs my hair.

"Hi," I whispered back.

"You okay?" I shrugged at his question. "Go to sleep, if you want, I'll wake you up if something important happens."

I gulped and tried to comply, I closed my eyes but every time I do; one of those Demogrogons is staring right back at me. My heart pounds at the thought. I don't need another panic attack. I've already had two tonight. I don't think I could handle the embarrassment anymore.

Suddenly, the door flies open; Dad storms in with some good news. Joyce, Mike, and Jonathan were behind him. He grabs a piece of paper, from the table.

"What happened?" Dustin asked and I got up along with Steve, rushing over to the tables with the others.

"I think he was talking, just not with words," Dad informed us. He draws a series of dots and a dash.

"What is that?" Steve asked.

"Morse code." A series of people replied including me, making Steve feel embarrassed. He glanced over at me and I gave him a comforting smile.

"H-E-R-E." Dad writes as the others chorused it. "Will's still in there. He's talking to us." Dad gives Joyce a look. Jonathan went to grab his boom box from his room. Our plan from here on out is that Mike, Jonathan, Dad, and Joyce went into the shed to distract Will and try to get him to talk to us more.

On the other side, Steve, Max, Dustin, Lucas, and Nancy are here with me, surrounding the table as we listened to Hopper on the radio spelling out words.

Eventually, we got the word CLOSE GATE.

I flinched when the phone goes off and I prayed Will didn't hear that. The phone goes off again, and Dustin curses as he picked up the phone again. But Nancy ripped it off the wall.