Angelica "Freak Two" Munson

Chapter 18

Whilst Angie had been taking a 24-hour nap, there was quite an unexpected outburst from Jonathan Byers upon Steve's arrival...

Needless to say, Jonathan was incredibly pissed about what the basketball team had done. Sure, it was mainly Tommy and Jason involved, but it wasn't like the others made a move to stop them.

It was even worse that they were strutting proudly throughout the hallways because they happened to get away with it.

Nobody besides himself or Nancy seemed to even care about the treatment Angie received, all because they were labeled as freaks. But who cares about the freaks anyway, right?

It was absolutely despicable, so when Steve finally returned from his little bender, he decided to give him a piece of his mind...

"Steve fucking Harrington!" He calls out, full of rage after Angie had been sent home.

"Whoa, why the hostility, Byers?" He huffs, letting the smoke from his cigarette bleed through his lips.

"Why the hostility?" Jonathan chuckles dryly, "I cannot believe you! Why the hostility?"

"I don't understand," Steve flicks the cigarette bud onto the concrete before smashing it with the bottomside of his sneaker, "What is your problem?"

"I thought you– Do you even care?!" He stutters in anger and disbelief over Steve's calm behavior.

"About what?!" Steve runs his right hand through his locks as he's overcome by an unusual level of stress about Jonathan shouting at him for an unknown reason, "God, I'm so confused."

"What do you mean about what?"

"I don't know, man! Quit answering my questions by restating my questions, alright? Just fucking explain! I– You came up to me and started fucking yelling at me, and I don't even know why! So just fucking explain!"

Jonathon exhales harshly as he places his hands upon his hips, "Do you really not know?"

"Know what, man? I haven't even been here for days. Coop and I went on a little road trip before graduation."

"It's February."

"Yeah, so?" Steve waves his arms as he tries to explain the spontaneous bender, "I– It– I can– It doesn't have to be the end of the year. It's still technically before our graduation, alright? Quit judging me and tell me what it is that I don't know about."

"I'm surprised Tommy didn't call you to boast about it."

"About what?!" Steve's patience was growing thinner by the second and Jonathan was really testing it– not purposely but still.

He clears his throat, a little embarrassed by the encounter, "I'm just surprised that you didn't hear about it."

"Jonathan!"

"Right, sorry... Tommy, Jason, and their minions gave Angie a concussion."

"What? When?"

"A couple days ago– Wednesday, I think."

"Shit!" He bangs his fists against the hood of his car before scoffing, "Those motherfuckers waited until I left before they actually made a move."

"What do you mean?"

"They kept giving me shit about caring for Angie and–"

"But you do care for Angie."

"Yeah, but– Nevermind. Was Billy at school?"

"No, he hasn't been at school all week. Something about getting suspended. Why?"

"Look, Billy and I made an agreement..."