✓ | flow ( eddie munson )

thirteen. boat house

third person

     Max Mayfield paced back and forth inside her mobile home. The nail of her thumb was between her teeth as the flashes of red and blue hit her peripheral vision. The young ginger didn't know for sure what was happening over at the Munson trailer, but she knew it couldn't be good. 

   Letting her curiosity get the better of her, she strolled out of her trailer discreetly and made a move toward the direction of the trailer. She had a sinking feeling in her stomach the more the crime scene tape became clearer. 

   She forced herself to bite back the vomit threatening to leave her guts as she saw a body on the floor of the trailer, the bones snapped and misplaced. 

   However, she also found herself relieved at the sight of the light hair and cheerleading outfit. 

   It's not Veda, she thought to herself. 

   Max knew Veda in one way or another. She first met the older girl through her step-brother, Billy Hargrove. She remembers wandering down the hallway of her old home to find the raven-haired girl in her brother's bedroom. At first, she thought that Veda was just one of the girls Billy typically brought home until she saw him hand something to her and watched how he exploded with anger when he saw Max snooping. 

   She only saw Veda again when she met Dustin Henderson who turned out to be Veda's younger brother. She never told Dustin what she saw, no matter how close she got to him. Mostly because she could take an educated guess as to how Veda knew Billy. 

   Max snapped back to reality when the sight of a police uniform entered her sight, her blue eyes snapping upwards to see a deputy from the sheriff's office giving her a stern look. The girl glared up at him before turning around hastily and running back to her shed where she grabbed her bike and zoomed off. 

   She needed to talk to Dustin, maybe even tell him everything she knew about Veda Henderson. Especially since the last she had ever heard of the girl was when she was screaming and being dragged into a van by the town weirdo who now has a dead girl in his house. 

   It didn't take her long before she arrived at the Henderson's house, knocking on the door and waiting anxiously for someone to answer. Dustin swung the door open, staring at the girl in front of him in shock. 

   Ever since Max's brother died and she broke up with his friend, Lucas, Dustin had hardly seen Max at all and when he did, it was as if they had never known each other. "Max? What are you doing here?"

   "I need to talk to you about something,"

   "Can it wait? My sister's run off somewhere again and I'm trying to find her without letting my mum know and it's really freaking hard-"

   "Have you heard the news? About the body of a Hawkins student found?" Max cut him off, holding her hand out to push the door open wider. She watched as the colour drained from his face, realising how she made it sound, she corrected herself. "It's not Veda, but she could be next," 

   Without waiting for any more information, Dustin stepped to the side and let his friend through the doorway before they quickly scattered to his room for some privacy. Both of their eyes lingered on the closed white door opposite Dustin's, the letter V hanging from the middle of the door.