Josie Byers has always been different to her family, she wasn't a freak.
When her brother Will goes missing, her mom is Acting out, thinking he was in the walls while Johnathon was too busy with Nancy Wheeler to help. So she seemed help in unlikely...
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"What the fuck are you both doing?" A voice says behind us, we jump up. "Dad?" I say looking at him, why the fuck is he here. "Lonnie why are you here? Shouldn't you be with Cynthia?" Mom says standing next to me, squeezing my hand secretly. "My son is dead, I'm here for the funeral." He says getting comfy in his old chair. "There is no funeral." Mom says sitting on the opposite sofa. "He deserves one, the whole town will be watching." He says pulling out a cigarette. "He's not dead." I say and he stands up. "Look, your both crazy, I had Johnathon knocking on my door thinking I took him and now you both think he's still alive, get some fucking help." He says going up close to us. "Your not fucking invited." I say and he grabs me. "Who said you can make orders?" He whispers, tightening the grip on my arm. "Lonnie let her go." Mom says and he looks at her, giving her a cold hard stare. "You need to take her to therapy." He says letting go, I can already see a bruise forming.
Johnathon burst into the house, clearly surprised to see dad. "Get out." He says opening the door wide to him. "God not another one giving orders." He laughs. "Get out, you don't live here anymore." Johnathon repeats, looking over at me and mom, noticing my wrist. "Look Johnathon I'm here to help, just let me do my job as a father." He sighs. "A father? Are you joking? Is that what you think you done?" Johnathon laughs, "Stop talking." Dad says angrily. "No you stop talking, you have been here what a few hours and your already proving that your a shit father, Josie already has a fresh new bruise forming, oh I bet I'll have one in a few minutes, your not invited to the funeral, now get out." Johnathon says before dad grabs him and pins him against the wall. "I'm staying for the funeral, I'm staying until your mom and sister are safe, i couldn't give a shit about you." He says as I get up and try and get him off Johnathon. "Get the fuck off him!" I yell trying to pry his hands off his neck but I get no luck. "Lonnie let him go." Joyce says and he drops him and holds his hands up. "I'll unpack." He says grabbing his bag and going into Johnathon's room.
"Mom you can't let him stay here." Johnathon says sitting down next to her. "Johnathon he's still wills dad, he has the right, not like their is a funeral anyways." Joyce says before Lonnie walks back in. "I would like to take your mother out for some drinks, be good." Lonnie says grabbing my car keys. "Take your truck, my car isn't going to be touched by you." I say grabbing them out of his hand. "Josie." Mom says before getting up and leaving. "Josie I need to show you something, you and mom aren't as crazy as I thought." He says before pulling out a picture. "Where the fuck did you get these?" I say looking through the taped up photos. "That's me!" I say looking at the picture of me pushing Nancy in the pool . "Why do you have a picture of Nancy naked?" I say looking at his disgustedly. "Don't worry about that-" he starts before I cut him off. "Is that how you knew I was with Steve? I know you like Nancy but that's too far! You need to apologise to her! And burn that picture." I say and he holds up a picture of Barb. "What am I looking at?" I say as he points to a shadow in the background. "Is that what you and mom saw?" He says and I nod. "Nancy showed me this, we believe you." He says putting the picture back in his bag.
"Wait Nancy, why are you telling her this and not me?" I say crossing my arms. "I didn't mean too, Steve found the pictures, he broke my camera, he went mental because of them." He says showing me the remains of his camera. "Good, you can't just perv on Nancy, but more about the demogorgon." I say and he stops. "A what?" He says looking at me. "What? I didn't say anything." I panic, I can't bait the kids out. "What's a demogorgon?" He says and I freeze. "A what?" I say nervously. "Demogorgon." He questions. "Not a clue, why do you ask?" I say trying to keep my cool. "Maybe you do need therapy." He says shaking his head. "Fuck off you." I say punching him on the shoulder. "Ow!" He squeals. "Baby." I say laughing. "We're going to meet Nancy right now okay?" I say handing him my car keys. "Why do I always have to drive!" Johnathon whines, "it's your car not mine." "Free driving lessons." I reply. "More like free labour." He says starting the car up.
