Halley's comet | Steve Harrington

ii.viii she's kind of intuitive

"𝑺𝒐 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅,"

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"No, Halley! I don't think you understand!"

Joyce was beyond pissed when Halley got home. Steve had driven her back once they woke up, giving her enough time to get ready for school and him to pick up Nancy. They didn't talk about their late night conversation.

"I'm sorry, okay?" Halley said, focusing on pouring herself a cup of coffee, instead of her mothers disappointed glare. "Besides, I'm fine. I was just with Caroline, you called her, she told you. What else do you want me to say?"

Jonathan was hiding away in his room, waiting for the heated discussion to calm so he could drive himself and Halley to school. Will, however, was not being subjected to the same torturous wait; Bob was dropping him off on his way to work.

"I want you to acknowledge that you made a bad decision. I was worried about you." Joyce took hold of her shoulders, forcing Halley to look at her.

Halley wigled free of the grasp. "I said I was sorry. We went to a party, it was late, so I stayed over. No big deal." she rifled through the fridge and pulled out a carton of milk, splashing a bit into her chipped mug.

Despite the excuses, which were, albeit, total lies, Joyce was still not having it. Her arms were crossed against her chest, and she looked about ready to give a lecture. "You know it's a big deal, Halley. You know what happened last year."

"Yeah, but I wasn't alone, and I was being safe!" Halley cried, her cheeks were starting to flush.

"But I didn't know that!" there was a beat of silence before Joyce continued. "I didn't know that. I had no idea if you were hurt, or in trouble." She plucked the coffee mug out of Halley's grasp and placed it on the counter, before taking her now free hands. "I don't want anything to happen to you. I love you so much, Halley, and I don't think I can go through losing one of you again."

Biting her lip, Halley nodded, not quite meeting her mother's eyes. "I'm sorry. Really. I didn't mean to scare you." She was only slightly taken aback when she felt Joyce's arms wrap around her.

"Thank you. I'm glad you're okay, Sweetie," she said, squeezing her shoulders. "Now go on, go get your brother before you two are late."

~

Despite their best effort, the two were very late. Jonathan was far more worried about it, rushing to class, and muttering about how his math teacher would kill him. While Halley, on the other hand, took her sweet time. She lit a cigarette, and let it hang from her lips and she shouldered her bag and locked the car.

First period was already about half way over, and sure, Caroline would wonder where she was, but her morning had been tiresome enough already, and she did not want to explain what had happened the night before. Not yet at least.