History Together | Ronance

#11 Warzone

Something presses against the fleshy material covering the gate. We all hold out breath nervously.

Of course its only Dustin who is sticking something through. "Hi" he cheers. Everyone huffs and lets the tension ease off our shoulders.

"Hey" Steve is first to greet his little child friends.

There's some scuffing and mumbling before we see a mattress get dropped down above our heads. "This is trippy" Steve remarks looking at the flipped side of the gate.

I'm too concerned with the stains of the mattress to think of the weird reverse gravity situation "what-"

"Those stains are! Uh... I don't know what they are" Eddie lies. I give him a very uncourteous glare.

Gross.

Using some sort of makeshift rope I offer to climb through first. "That was actually fun!" I exclaim upon landing.

Eddie is next up then Nancy. "Come on Nance" I shout down or up I don't know this shit is confusing.

"Something's wrong" Steve growls in response.

Instantly I tense up. "Nancy?"

She's frozen in place with her eyes shut. "She's not moving" Steve calls.

"Music we need music!" I command, people dash around the small trailer trashing the place in desperation.

Eddie hands me some tapes all names i'd never heard of in my life. "What are you looking for?" Dustin asks from the background.

"Beatles, bowie, Madonna anything!" I scream growing frustrated "what is this crap?" I wave a 'Metallica' case in the air.

Eddie scrunches up his face and screams "this is music!"

"Guys!" Steve yowls over the chaos. Namcy had come to all on her own.

~

We move to Max's trailer to escape the mess we created. Nancy tells us all about her visions. "He's just trying to scare you" Steve urges with his hands clasped together.

"No. I know it's going to come true if he gets that fourth kill" she barks back. "We have to go back in"

I feel torn. Help Nancy or not get myself killed. "Vecna or Henry or whatever we're calling him is way too powerful he could turn us inside out with a snap of his fingers"

"That's why we'll be prepared this time" she hisses.

Dustin practically has a lightbulb over his head "we kmow his weaknesses just like Eleven!"

Max scoffs "weaknesses?"

"When he's attacking his victims he probably goes into a trance just like El when she's in the void"

I'm confused but i think i see what he's getting at. "We have no idea who's next though or when he'll do it" I complain.

"Its too risky" Steve adds from the couch.

"Me" Max utters "i still feel him"

Lucas is quick to argue with her but she eventually persuades him "I'll ditch Kate Bush just long enough for you guys to put him down" she affirms.

This can't end well.

~

"The warzone" Eddie comments showing us a weaponry catalogue "its just outside of town and will have everything we need"

"Is this legal?" Nancy asks. I can't believe that's what she's concerned about.

"Luckily for us yes" he nods.

"It'll take all day to bike there and back and we don't have time" Dustin huffs.

"Who said anything about bikes?" Eddie smirks.

"You got a ride we don't know a about? Steve chirps.

"Well, it might not be mine" the curly haired boy admits.

Wow it keeps getting better.

Sneaking around a caravan we clamber through the window one by one. Eddie and Steve go upfront and i waltz over. "I don't really trust you driving" I mumble.

Eddie looks up from his hot-wiring job "oh Steve has it, don't ya big boy?"

Ew what. I squirt at the boy who smiles smugly. I'm not great with social ques but he seems to have a thing for Steve. Of course Steve is oblivious.

With a grunt I leave them to it. The engine splutters to life and angry screams come from outside. Uh oh.

Steve swerves away and I go flying. "Hold on" he calls. Thanks but it's a little late.

I land directly on top of Nancy. Oh man can my day get any worse! Not that there's anything wrong with being in Nancy's lap, I mean in a totally platonic and accidental way, she's super soft- comfortable. Uhh you know what nevermind.

She laughs and helps lift me upwards. For a few moments our faces hang inches apart. Her breath ghosts over my lips and I jerk out of her grasp. She looks somewhat startled and I place myself a few seats away. I can't go on like this. Everytime she touches me in the slightest it does things to me. It's not because I like her though! It's just...hormones.

~

The store is decked out with weaponry and gear. My first objective is getting Steve some actual clothes because its uncomfortable seeing him all sweaty and shirtless.

After finding him a jacket we stock up on supplies. A flash of ginger captures my gaze. Vickie. I stare over to her wondering why she'd be here. She didn't seem like the gun type but whatever I guess. Her icy eyes lock onto mine and I freeze. "Just gonna stand there and gawk?" Steve teases me.

I make a single step forward and stop at the sight of a jock-ish looking dude grabbing her by the waist. He presses a kiss to her lips and my heart drops. I turn tail and run like a coward ignoring Steve's calls after me.

Outside I find a spot to hide and think. Sliding down the wall I put my head in my hands. She isn't gay and I am an idiot. That's all I cam think. Yet I don't feel as hurt as I thought I might. She doesn't like me. I don't really care. Its just because she's straight that I feel embarrassed, i feel like I should have known.

I just. I can't stop thinking about someone else. Her soft features and curly brown hair. I must have some self sabotaging issues because she is straight with a capital S.