I'm only seventeen, I don't know anything, but I know I miss you.
[ steve harrington x original character ]
[ book two in the folklore trilogy ]
[ stranger things three ]
STATUS: COMPLETED
[ STARTED: october 29th, 2022 ]
[ FINISHED: february 18th, 2...
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chapter ten: anything but fine
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SERENITY SAT AT the dining room table of the Wheeler house, a blanket draped around her shoulders and a mug of hot tea in between her hands. Her hair was wet from the shower she had taken to get all of the sweat, tears, dirt, and Mind Flayer slime off of her. She was also in a fresh pair of clothes instead of that red shirt and jean skirt outfit combo that she had been sporting for about the past two days.
All of the kids were downstairs with Jonathan, none of them really wanting to separate after what they had just seen. And Serenity really didn't want to be alone, but she didn't want to let her kids see her in such a state. So she was upstairs with Nancy, who had volunteered to stick by Serenity (not verbally, it had just happened.)
Serenity stared down at the tea in the mug, watching the steam rise up off of it. It was a warm night, but the blanket and tea were just comfort things. Of course, she wished she had comfort in other forms — Steve — but that's just not how her life worked. So she just let the warmth from the blanket and her tea slowly calm her down, but it did nothing for the things that flashed through her mind.
Blood.
Pile of guts.
Monster.
Running.
Adrenaline.
Teeth.
Shrieking.
Slime.
Fear.
Serenity had been inches from death if it hadn't been for Eleven. She hadn't really let that sink in until now. Serenity could've died back there in that hospital, and the only thought that had been in her mind was Steve, and how she hadn't gotten to see him again before then. It was like her mind was stuck back in that room, playing over and over again.
She shifted in her chair, wincing slightly. Her body was pretty sore from all that running and from being slammed into the wall. Her shower had helped some, but not much. Hot water could only do so much for muscles, and apparently it could only do so much for the feeling of slime.
(Serenity could still feel it on her skin, no matter how hard she scrubbed. And she scrubbed until her skin was red.)
All of this just left Serenity wondering why the Upside Down existed in the first place. Couldn't it just leave them alone? And how did it exist? There were too many questions that couldn't be answered.
