𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗻.

twenty three.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄

edited.
2009 words.

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"Jesus slow down!"

Steve hit the side of the car, y/n holding her head as she slid on her seat. "What is this the Indy 200?" Robin questioned, Steve shaking his head. "It's the Indy 300." y/n looked up, "No 500!" Robin smiled, "Let's say a million."

This made all three burst into laughter once again, Erica giving them a strange look. "What is wrong with them?" Dustin glanced away, "I don't know!" He rounded a corner, running into a stack of metal barrels.

The car stopped, sending the three in the back flying forward. "You guys okay?" y/n groaned slowly sitting up. "Ouchie." A moment later Dustin was around the back, pulling down the door to the car. "Come on, we gotta go now."

Erica rolled her eyes, "Get out!"

At the sound of yelling the three exchanged glances, y/n being the first hurry and crawl out of the tiny vehicle. "This sucks." She mumbled, Dustin pulling her by hand towards the elevator. He used the keycard he had stolen to open it, ushering the group inside.

It wasn't long before they were speeding upwards, Steve taking place on a rollie cart, Robin moving it back and forth. y/n sat on the ground watching with a big smile, Dustin preventing her from joining in and getting hurt.

"You look like you're surfing!" Robin shouted, both Steve and y/n laughing. Erica watched the three, turning to Dustin. "They seem drunk." The curly haired boy rolled his eyes, "Why would they be drunk?"

"I'm a natural! Check it out!"

Robin jerked the cart, sending Steve flying to the ground. y/n cheered, holding up her arms. "Wipeout!" Dustin sighed, kneeling next to Steve and placing a hand on his forehead. "You're burning up."

"God no! Ow!" He grabbed his face, pulling his skin so he could see his eyes. "His pupils are super dilated." Erica shrugged, "Maybe they're drugged?" Dustin slapped the boy's cheek, "Steve? Are you drugged?"

"How many times dad? I don't do drugs, it's only marijuana." y/n laughed, sticking up her hand in the air as if waiting to be called on. "Twas the Needles!" She slurred her words, Dustin walking over to her and doing the same procedure he did to Steve.

"This isn't funny, we need to know what they did to you. I'm really worried right now." He tried to not freak out but his girlfriend was currently acting like a completely different person, looked like she had been crying, and had a growing bruise on her cheek.

"Are you gonna die on us?"

y/n just laughed in response, Robin twirling her hair. "We all die, my strange little child friend, it's just a matter of how and when." Dustin looked at her for a moment before turning back to Steve. "Where'd you park your car?"

y/n stuck her hand up again, "Can we make a pit stop at the food court?" Robin nodded, wide eyed. "I would kill for a hot dog on a stick." Dustin nodded, "Yes food, you can have as much food as you want but only if you tell me where your car is parked."

"Uh-oh." Steve's face fell as he looked back up to Dustin. "Keys. The Russians, they took the keys. Like forever ago." He reached into his pockets, pulling them out to allow everyone to see how empty they were.

"Bummer right?"

The elevator came to a stop, Dustin pulling y/n to her feet and dragging her out the elevator. Steve and Robin followed, being pushed by Erica out the door and into fresh air once again.