Missing you..

7.

April 5th, 7:26 Am
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Steves sleep was shortened by Robins rambling in her room. a loud thud and stuff moving blasting in her room. He groaned at how early he had woken. he knocked on Robins door, feeling light headed again. he leaned on the doorframe waiting for her to open. "yes?" Robin opened the door, instantly looking away. "Steve put a shirt on!" She ordered. Steve rubbing his eyes then realizing he wasn't wearing a shirt. "well what's going on? sounds like your wrestling in there" he ignored her demands, still leaning on her door. "i'm moving stuff around"

"yeah alright, whatever" he walked back in his room. grabbing a shirt lying on his floor, putting it on. "oh and when are the Byers coming down?" He called to the room where the crashing had stopped. "i don't know, ask Mike" she answered as she moved around. he'd sigh to having to talk to him, but he decided to do so anyways.

"hello?"

"is this Steve?" Mike answered

"yea, just a question. when are the Byers visiting?"

"at like... hold on" he said quickly, the phone falling, hitting the wall to Mikes feet squeaking the basement stairs, an open door slammed. Steve leaned on the wall, waiting for Mikes return. patting his leg as he bit his cheeks. the stairs started squeaking again, then hearing someone pick up the phone.

"at like 12 or something, why?"

"oh just wondering, want to say hi"

"alright then?.. well is that all?"

"no i actually wanna hit on your sister" Steve chuckled, his hand on his hip.

"ew! bye Steve!" he hollered as he hung up, not waiting for his response. he laughed to himself as he walked back upstairs, falling back to sleep.

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April 5th, 12:26 pm
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Steve woke up from his alarm blaring from his nightstand. he grumbled as he hammered his hand on his nightstand, hoping he'd hit the button. he missed as the alarm continued to ring his ears. he leaned up and shut it off. laying back down wondering why he had an alarm set.

"Steve! we're leaving to see the Byers hurry up!" Robin hollered from her room. then he remembered, standing up with a rub of his eyes. he grabbed some pants from his floor, smelling them before slipping them on. if they didn't smell they were clean. he opened his door to the bathroom as he ran his fingers in his hair to fix it out his face. he looked in the mirror, speculating whether he should do his hair or not. to this point he didn't care, he was to tired to do it. his fixated gaze fell from his hair to his neck. his gaze always tend to fall there. his hand cuffed his neck, covering the reminder to the horrid night.

"you ready?" Robin said leaning on the Bathroom door, looking Steve up and down. his slouched stance, his hand holding his neck, his empty eyes. hope spilled from her glass each time she looked at Steve's now appearance. seeing how he'd fallen so hard to a death he wasn't close to. Steve let go of his neck quickly, turning to Robin fixing his posture.

"yeah, i'm sure they wouldn't mind if i look like.." he waved his hands from his head to his toes. "this.." he gave a fake smile to her, placing his hands to his hip. she smiled back, "yeah i'm sure" she nodded, waving him on to grab his shoes and leave. he grabbed his keys, heading to the Wheelers new household where they would meet up.

he pulled up to the Wheelers house, plenty of cars parked aimlessly in the driveway. he parked where ever he could and hopped out, knocking on the door.

"Steve! Robin!" Mike greeted to the two adults waving. "hey kid" Steve smiled as he walked in, Robin following behind. gandering at the new house.

"Steve, hey!" Jonathan said to Steve who was lost in sight by the nice household. he snapped his neck to Jonathan, holding his hand out to the guy who had 'Stole' his girlfriend. "hey" he gave an awkward smile, clasping hands and giving a short hug. him and Jonathan weren't as close as for the whole love triangle with Nancy. before he had hated Jonathan. but now he sees him differently and better for her. and besides, he had his eyes on someone else. well, used to..