I think he's cursed.

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"Are you okay?"

"For the hundredth time yes."

"Are you sure? Those looks pretty bad."I hissed, brushing my fingers against the many open flesh wounds on Billy's stomach, he winced pushing my hand away.

"Are you sure it's not rabies? Cause I have a like, terrible fear or rabies."Robin said squatting in front of Steve, "do you feel like your foaming at the mouth? Or like you want to punch me?"

"Robin."

"Yeah?"

"I kinda want to punch you."he closed his eyes resting his head on the rock.

I grabbed Billy's arms when he started to slide down the rock.

"Your okay, your okay I got you."I whispered, kissing his head.

"Bea?"

"Yes?"

"I love you."he whispered, shutting his eyes.

"Hey, no no no. You open your eyes, open your eyes Billy! Don't you do that look at me. Talk to me!"I shouted, slapping his face.

I cupped his face, my eyes darting to all the different wounds on his face. I closed my eyes, a tear rolling down my face.

I brought my face closer to his, planting a soft kiss on his lips.

"What the hell just happened?"Billy gasped, his eyes darting open.

"I think you passed out."Eddie furrowed his brows, taking his jean jacket off.

Nancy and I bandaged Steve and Billy's wounds with our clothing, I frowned since it was my favorite flannel that was now wrapped around his bloody waist.

"So, what do we do now?"Eddie asked, walking ahead of us.

"Find our way out of here."Steve sighed

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"You, Nancy Wheeler, have guns, plural, in your bedroom?"Eddie asked, jumping off the rock.

"Yeah."

I looked in the sky, seeing the red lightning through the Grey clouds.

"It's kinda, beautiful."I whispered when Billy wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Have you ever been here?"he asked

"Twice. A Demogorgan dragged me in here before. Still don't know I survived, and the other I crawled through a whole that was in a tree. I was with Nancy and Jonathan in the woods."I leaned back into him.

"Wow."

"Yeah."

"C'mon you two. Were going to Nancy's."Steve walked past us, grabbing Billy's arm pulling him away from me.

Nancy Robin and I walked in front of the threw boys making small talk.

"Have you told him?"Nancy asked

"Told who what?"I looked at her confused.

"About,"her eyes trailed down to my stomach, I looked down at it gasping when it was starting to show.

"Ugh no- how'd you?"

"Cousin intuition, and I advise you tell him soon. Before it's to late. Longer you wait, the more mad he'll probably be."

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