[big old warning, this chapter has lots of transphobia and publicly outed so, warning for that :)]
Steve woke up, Tommy's arms wrapped around him. Steve sat on his phone until he heard a groan.
"Morning"
"what the fuck happened-"
"You got very drunk, like pissed"
Steve laughed.
"Did we-?"
"Jesus- no- you were super drunk, that'd be so wrong, let go of me and i'll go get you something to eat and drink"
Tommy nodded and let go of Steve, he made them both some food and grabbed Tommy some paracetamol, he took it all upstairs and seen Tommy half dead in bed.
"Here you go, zombie"
Tommy slowly sat up
"Thanks Steve"
He took the paracetamol and started to eat.
"Hey Tommy, you said you talked to Billy last night, do you remember what you talked about?"
Tommy shook his head.
"No, sorry dude- i can't remember anything for last night, why??"
"Don't worry about it- he was just weird before he left"
"It's Billy, when isn't he weird"
Steve laughed.
"Yeah, true"
They both continued to talk and eat, until Steve declared it was time to school. Tommy tried to get Steve to skip with him but he refused, since he had art today. Steve said his goodbyes and left the hung over Tommy to do his own thing.
Steve arrived at school, he had art last sadly. But he got through most of his lessons quickly, Billy hadn't bothered him yet today. That was until lunch.
Steve entered the lunch hall and was across the hall from his table until he heard someone yell.
"CAN I HAVE EVERYBODY'S ATTENTION PLEASE?"
Steve looked over, it was Billy. His stomach dropped, a bit feeling growing. The hall slowly went silent.
"Now, we all know and love Steve Harrington, King Steve. But did you know, this beloved King Steve isn't who he says he is? Or should i say, she."
Steves heart dropped, oh god, he knew. Steve felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He froze, Billy looked over at Steve.
"You heard me."
Billy pointed over at Steve.
"Steve Harrington is a [t-slur]."
The hall was a mix of gasps and laughter. Steve stormed over to the table, fighting back tears.
"Stop it Billy."
"Why? You gonna cry, Harrington? Cry like the little girl you are, hm?"
Billy got down from the table, face to face with Steve.
"I know you were hiding something. All i had to do was get Tommy a little drunk and it all spilled out."
Fuck. He knew it.
"Expected you to be a [f-slur] or something, but a [t-slur] also checks out, you don't exactly look like a man."
Steve clenched his fists.
"Now the entire school is going to hate you. Just like your dad."
Something snapped in Steve, he swung at Billy. They ended up fighting, Steve's vision went all fuzzy. He couldn't see what he was doing anymore, so blinded by rage and hurt. All he'd ever wanted was to be loved be everyone or just someone. Now that was never going to happen because of Billy Hargrove.
The two were pulled apart by teachers, Steve looked around at everyone who was recording or laughing. It was all so overwhelming. He shook the teacher off and ran, he wasn't even looking where he was going. He just ran and ran and ran. He found himself in an ally besides school. He fell against the wall, catching his breath as he sobbed. He couldn't feel anything. Blood and tears dripping down his face. His dad was right.
"Dad?"
"What?"
Steve quietly entered the living room, where his dad was smoking.
"Can i- tell you about something-?"
His dad sighed and patted the seat next to him. Steve sheepishly sat.
"Dad...I feel like you could hate me after i say this but- i- i feel like a boy"
Steve looked at his dad.
"And- i know it's hated in this town, but i really wanna be a boy dad, i'm so miserable as a girl. I know you're gonna hate me- but-"
Steve didn't even get to finish his sentence before his dad put out his cigarette and had his hand harshly in steve's hair.
"Of course. Of fucking course. Everything in my life has to be ruined."
"D-Dad- you're hurting me-"
Steve's voice cracked, tears threatening his eyes.
"My wife gone... now my fucking daughter is a [t-slur]."
Steve's dad pulled him close.
"I will never fucking accept you. I don't care how you feel. No one's ever going to love a disgrace like you, got it?"
Tears fell down Steve's cheeks. Steve's dad pulled his closer harshly.
"I SAID GOT IT?!"
"YES, I GOT IT"
Steve screamed, voice cracking.
"Good. Now get the fuck away from me."
Steve's dad pushed Steve away and Steve ran off crying. Feeling truly unlovable.
Steve doesn't know how long he was crying in that alleyway but he knew it'd been a while.
"Steve?"
Oh god no, who was it? Steve couldn't do this. He looked up, vision still a bit fuzzy. He couldn't make out who it was.
"Fucking hell-"
Whoever it was, they kneeled down and started to wipe Steve's tears and blood away. Steve's vision slowly started to come back.
"...Eddie?"
Eddie was kneeling in front of Steve, cleaning up his wounds. Face full of worry.
"Why are you...?"
"Couldn't find you for ages, you hide well, Harrington"
"Mmm...it's the place me and nance staged our breakup"
"staged?"
"mhm, we never really dated"
Eddie laughed a bit.
"Oh woah, you're definitely a bit concussed"
"mhm, definitely"
Eddie smiled softly, making Steve's heart flutter a bit.
"everyone's going to hate me now..."
"Hey, you're not alone, i've been a freak god knows how long and i'm still standing, aren't i?"
Steve still hung his head sadly.
"How do you bind?"
"Huh??"
"Bind, what do you use to bind?"
"Cheap binder i found-"
Eddie tutted.
"Steve, Steve, Steve"
"what?! binders are expensive man!!"
Eddie laughed.
"I'm just messing, i know they're expensive, took me months to save up for a good one."
"wait you're-?"
"trans too, yep. Reason i'm bullied so much, did you not know that?"
Steve shock his head slightly.
"Nope, never really kept up with who was being bullied for what- i don't like being the bully, i just wanna be loved"
Steve leaned his head towards Eddie, it landed on his shoulder.
"Alright- i got you buddy, let's get you somewhere cosier-"
Eddie helped Steve stand and they eventually got to Eddie's car. Steve doesn't really know what happened after that, he thinks he fell asleep but he really doesn't know. Eventually, he lands onto something soft after getting practically dragged into some sort of trailer. He doesn't know what's going on anymore but he's comfy and very very tired.
[1153 words!! woooo, actual steddie stuff is gonna start happening :)) but lots more transphobia haha- sorry i'm projecting, hope you enjoyed imma go bed now!! night night!!]
