S1 E7 (1/2)

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Chapter 7
The Bathtub

Celia POV

It was around three in the afternoon after Ro and I had gone out for lunch. I suggested she just drops me off at the station, I could sit in my dads office until he could drive me home. "I'll call you later tonight." I smiled, "You better." Ro smiled back and I closed the car door. I walked in and I could already hear chaos. A crazy woman was yelling in the distance. "A psychotic child broke his arm!" She yelled, "A little girl, chief. A little one." Callahan remarks. "That tone do you hear that tone?" The lady states clearly frantic and angry. I notice my dad, he's standing clearly impatient with this lady, he has a lot bigger problems than a middle school fight. I wait in the door way listening to this hilarious conversation.

"Honestly, i'm just trying to state a fact." Callahan admits, "I don't have time for this. Please just take a statement." My dad said and points towards the door. He just wants this problem out of here. He turns and sees me in the doorway, "Hey kid, when did you get here?" My dad asks, "Um like a minute ago." I answered. "Good show, huh?" He whispers with a smile. "She had no hair, and was bleeding from her nose. Like a freak!" The boy said with the sling. My dad paused and his smile dropped and turned around quickly. "What'd you just say?" My dad asked intrigued, "I said she's a freak!" The boy retorted. "No, her hair. What'd you say about her hair?" He asks the boy, "Her heads shaved, she doesn't even look like a girl." The boy confessed. "And.." He paused. "And what?" Dad asked, "Tell the man, Troy." Said the crazy mom. "She can.. do things." Troy says embarrassed. "What kind of things?" Dad asked, "Like... make you fly... and... piss yourself." Troy admitted. Powell and Callahan both start to laugh a little when the crazy mother shoots a dirty glare at the two of them. "Was she alone?" My dad asked. Troy shakes his head, "No, she always hangs out with those losers." Troy complained. "What losers?" My dad questions, "Mike and his little gang. Toothless and them. Freaks just like her!" Troys grunted. "I've heard enough, Celia let's go." Dad says while walking straight to his office. Sitting in there was Jonathan, Nancy and Joyce.
"Why are they here?" I ask, "Let's go, let's go!" He encourages, while totally disregarding my question.

We got into Jonathan's car, my dad was driving, Joyce in the passenger seat, with Nancy, Jonathan and I all squished in the back awkwardly. We drove near the Wheelers and parked a few streets above so we could look down on the house. Hopper got out to look, "Men in suits, moving boxes out of the house. Three or four cars down there." He says. Nancy opens her door and gets out "I have to go home." She breathes. "No, you can't." My dad mumbled while looking through binoculars down on the house. "My mom and my dad are there." Nancy reminded. "They're gonna be fine." My dad assures. Nancy doesn't listen and starts storming off, "Hey, hey, hey." My dad warned grabbing her arm, "Let go!" She yells. "Listen, last thing in the world we need, is them knowing you're mixed up in all this." My dad tells her, "Mike, Mike is over there!" She worries, and simultaneously we could hear the whirling of a helicopter above. "They haven't found him yet." My dad says pointing at the helicopter. "For Mike?" Nancy says shocked. "Cmon get in the car." My dad states and closes the door behind her.

"Look, we need to find them before they do. Do you have any idea where they might have gone?" He asks Nancy. "No, I don't." Nancy states, "I need you to think." He states. "I don't know. We haven't talked a lot lately." Nancy admits, "Is there any place your parents don't know about, that he might go?" Joyce asks, "I don't know." Nancy claims. The tension in the car was high, when finally Jonathan breaks the silence.
"I might, I don't know where he is, But I think I might know a way to ask him." Jonathan admits. "They all use there walkie talkies. They bring them everywhere." Jonathan adds. "We can use Wills?" I add, this being the first time I spoke the whole car ride. "Exactly." Jonathan replies. And immediately we were driving to the Byers place.

The drive was only around 5 minutes, but it felt like an hour. Nancy and I, both exes of Steves sitting within a few feet of each other was bizarre. I really never was a fan of her, she'd always seemed stuck up, and too good for everyone and everything, so I stayed away. But now, that she cheated on Steve, I feel like I have a good reason to not like her. I knew we were both thinking of the same thing, and poor Jonathan was stuck between the two of us.

We pulled into the Byers driveway, and quickly rushed into the house, when we walked in, both Nancy and I were taken aback by the extreme amount of christmas lights hanging from the ceiling and letters hand painted on the wall.
"Whoa." Nancy breathes, "Oh my." I laughed under my breath, but I didn't have time to stare so we continued to follow to Wills room where Joyce and Jonathan scrambled around Wills room searching for the Wills walkie talkie. Jonathan opended multiple drawers when finally Joyce had found it on the floor. "Got it!" She said and passed it to Nancy, "Mike? Mike, are you there?" She asked concerned. "Mike. It's me, Nancy." She adds, the room is silent as we listen. "Mike, are you there? Answer." She looks at us frantically. "Mike. We need you to answer." Nancy states but no reply. "This is an emergency, Mike. Do you copy?" Silence. "Mike, do you copy?" She repeats. The room was so silent, all of us anxiously waiting for Mike to reply but he hasn't. I can feel fear in my stomach, what if they found them? "I need you to answer." She keeps trying, "We need to know if you're there Mike!" Nancy tries again, but my dad had run out of patience, and snagged the walkie talkie from her. "Listen, kid, this is the chief. If you're there pick up." He says, "We know you're in trouble, and we know about the girl. We can protect you, we can help you, but you gotta pick up." My dad says hopefully. "Are you there? Do you copy? Over." He states. The room goes silent again. He puts down the walkie talkie on a dresser. We'd lost all hope, "You guys got any other ideas?" My dad asks. "Yes, I copy." Mikes voice says from the speaker. "It's Mike. I'm here. We're here." Mike declares. "I'm going to need a little more than "here" on location." Hopper says, "We are at the Junkyard, close to the lab." Mike states, "Don't move. Over." Hopper says and closes the antenna. "You three stay back." Hopper says pointing at Jonathan, Nancy and I. I wanted to protest, but I knew it would do me no good.

The three of us awkwardly sat in the living room, my eyes wandered the lights, they were hung everywhere. There was the whole alphabet painted on the wall behind me with lights corresponding, my eyes wandered to a whole in the wall, temporarily covered in wood. It stayed an awkward silence minutes on end, till Jonathan broke the silence. "My mom put these lights up. She claims Will is talking to her through the lights." He admits, "Oh- um wow." Nancy mumbles. "It's a lot, I know." Jonathan says. "You think there could be some truth to it?" I asked. Nancy made a weird face at first, "I can't believe i'm saying this, but yeah. Nancy and I have both seen this thing-" Jonathan begins, but can't explain. "It had no face." Nancy adds, "It was terrifying." Nancy admits. "That's well, that's why Jonathan and I were together. Cause we'd both seen it so we'd went... monster hunting." Nancy adds, "Steve didn't give us any time to explain." Jonathan adds, they both knew I was aware of it all. "Did he tell you what he did?" Nancy asks curiously. "I'm not sure what you're talking about.." I said, "Oh. It's nothing really..." Nancy replies awkwardly, "He spray painted the movie sign calling Nancy a slut." Jonathan says.
I sat there with my mouth open, I was so mad with Steve, I could punch him. I don't like Nancy, but he didn't have go that far. He should've known better. 

After that, the room went silent again.

To be continued:)


a/n- This chapter was already fairly long, so I decided to split it into two!!!

Part two coming soon...

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