the hayloft was burnt to the ground, taking the memories and horrors with it.
- in which Malia Garcia doesn't go down without a fight.
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𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒘𝒐
stranger things season one - four
steve harrington x fem...
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❛ I should let you know, I'm not good with kids. ❜
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Steve Harrington sits on the boot of his car outside of the convenience store, waiting for Carol and Tommy to exit. He stares at the ground, his elbows resting on his knees and his fingers fiddling while blood drips from his eyebrow and a black bruise starts to form around his eye. He regrets it. He regrets it all, so much. The way Malia looked at him was enough to cause his stomach to lurch and Nancy's harsh tone made him rethink the whole situation. It was wrong.
"Hey," Tommy calls, throwing a bottle of pills and a coke can to Steve, "You owe me $1.20."
Steve clenches his jaw, but remains silent while pouring a few aspirin pills into his palm and swallowing them in an instant. Realisation was starting to dawn on him, and due to the recent events, he wasn't sure on how to act. Jonathan Byers had just kicked his ass, after all.
"Don't worry, he'll need more that aspirin when we're done with him," Tommy grumbles.
"Yeah," Carol scoffs, still rubbing at her bruised cheek, "If those creeps ever get out. The cops should just lock him up forever. I mean, it's about time Malia goes to prison, right? She's dangerous." She swallows, "Did you see the look on Jonathan's face, as well? They're both psychos."
Steve squeezes his eyes shut in anger and leans forward slightly, raising the cold coke can to his eye to cool the swelling. It's all starting to bubble, and in a moment his hatred for his only friends is going to boil over and he'll break.
Tommy laughs, throwing his head back, and tapping a hand against Steve's tapping knee, "He probably had that same look whenever he killed his brother, right?"
"Oh, God." Carol grimaces, "I just got an image of him making that face while he and Nancy are screwing." She smirks, "I bet Malia joins."
"Carol, for once in your life, shut your damn mouth!" Steve shouts, his patience finally snapping, "I'm thankful Mal had the sense to punch you." He scoffs, lickinh his lips, "God, I wish she went further."
"What?" She gasps, her eyes wide due to his sudden harsh words.
Tommy tilts his head in confusion, "Hey, what's your problem, man?"
Steve removes the can from his face, turning his head to face the both of them. They're completely dumb founded, and like most other things, they don't undertsand him, "You're both assholes. That's my problem." He snaps.
