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drabbles 1# : dacre

a/n : yea so i kind of have mini obsessions within my side obsession of stranger things for a week...

if that makes sense.

i remember being really obsessed with dacre that i literally watched every movie he's been in : Broken Heart Gallery, Power Rangers and even Betrand the Terrible...

yea i need help. 

i was also surprised to see him in Elvis. he slayed though.

this is shit. my writing skills went out the window when i was writing these. i just wanted some...DRAMA.

He was Dacre Montgomery. He was an amazing renowned actor who all the ladies had the hots for. So why was he feeling this way?

This feeling of forever tiredness. Like if you let go for one second everything will fall. Everything he's worked so hard for.

He slumped further into the couch of his trailer. They were filming season 3 of stranger things and Dacre was determined to give it his all. His life seemed so meaningless right now and the filming was his number one priority. Probably not the best plan, but it worked.

He slowly massaged his head, trying to be careful around his Billy wig. It was a magnificent wig and he didn't want to damage it on his account.

Dacre could tell the others knew something was wrong. Especially Joe, Natalia, Maya and Charlie.

Hell, he knew something was wrong. He definitely wasn't the man he was when he joined stranger things.

It was all thanks to his girlfriend. Ex girlfriend.

Dacre winced slightly at the thought.

Suddenly a knock echoed through his room and he didn't even get any time to open his mouth before the door swung open and a particular Joe Keerey made his entrance.

"Okay bro. We need to talk," The lad fell onto the couch with a sigh.

Immediately Dacre perked up, "Are you okay Joe? Is something bothering you?"

Joe rolled his eyes, trust Dacre Montgomery to care about other people before himself, "Fucksake Dacre! Something is bothering you"

Dacre flinched slightly, but the other man didn't say anything, even though wheels were whirring in his head.

"Uh, what do you mean bro? I'm just bit tired," the Australian shrugged.

Joe furrowed his eyebrows, " I don't know who you're trying to trick but-"

"DACRE! JOE! We're filming!" a voice bellowed.

"Well, time to uh...go I guess!" Dacre quickly rushed out and Joe slowly followed.

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It was the sauna scene. Of course it had to be the worst scene to film.

He could already feel his shirt stick to his skin as heat practically radiated off the walls. Dacre forced a smile however and gave a small wave towards the kids, who returned it eagerly.

"Dacre, for this scene we need you to take your shirt off," Ross called out to him.

Thank god. He practically dying already. He quickly tore his shirt off and discarded it.

Immediately the cast started to tease him. They wolf whistled and shouted out praises.

"Look at that fucking hottie," Maya smirked.

"Damn!" Joe joined in the ruckus.

"I bet you could fry an egg on him," Millie piped up cheekily and they a burst into laughter.

Dacre felt his cheeks flush even more, "Guyys!" He whined.

"Awwwww. He's turning red guys!" Charlie chuckled.

Dacre scowled, then quickly flexed his tense muscles subconsciously. Another cheer travelled through the crowd.

"Woah big boy. If you're trying to seduce us, it's working." David playfully fanned himself.

The shirtless man rolled his eyes before heading into his designated spot. He concentrated on his thoughts. 

Think like Billy, act like Billy.

Everyone felt silent. They all knew how important it was for Dacre it was to 'get in the zone.'

"Everyone ready?" Matt bellowed.

They all nodded. The rest of the cast made themselves comfortable behind the cameras. Joe and Maya sat closer to the scene, always very supportive of their fellow cast members. This scene especially was quite difficult and intense to film.

As soon as they were rolling, Dacre snapped into Billy. He was Billy now. He should act like Billy now. His whole being was channelled into his role.

Everyone watched silently and in awe as Millie and Dacre clashed against each other, tension thick in the air. It was truly not a lie to state that they were the most dedicated, best actors of the cast.

Dacre, however, felt himself blurring between reality and his subconscious.

Flashbacks of those days seared into his mind. As he slammed his body against the locked door of the sauna everything flooded back.

The heat fed into his delusions and he felt two delicate hands strangle his neck as he struggled against its grip.

Dacre was hysterical, and everyone watched with wide eyes. His acting was so...real.

The memories tormented his brain and he smashed his head into glass, it shattering on impact.

The kids jumped back in both surprise and awe and everyone else leapt to their feet.

The Duffer brothers stared at the actor in pure adoration. They knew they made the right decision when casting the Australian man.

Joe winced slightly. That must have hurt like fuck. He made a mental note to check in with Dacre later about his head. Joe glance at the other cast members and knew they were thinking the same. Dacre sure was a dedicated actor.

When things started to swerve away from the script he knew he shouldn't be concerned. Improvising was very common when filming a movie, but something about this just seemed off.

The kids, bless their souls, were very flexible and immediately complied with Dacre's new spin.

The Duffers were just making heart eyes at the scene, looking like they were going to ask Dacre to marry them or something.

Sadie stepped forwards as Dacre started sobbing Max's name.

The man could feel his soul rip out of his body and tears streamed down his face. He pleaded and pleaded, rambling on like a madman. About how it wasn't his fault, don't hurt him.

By this time worry had not just imploded within Joe, but the other cast members too.

"This kid isn't acting anymore," David muttered in concern.

"Somethings wrong, "Maya whispered before yelling again, " SOMETHING'S WRONG!"

Realisation had also dawned on the Duffers and they immediately stopped the scene.

"CUT!"

Dacre slumped against the bench of the sauna. The words snapped him out of his terrors.

 He was fine. Nothing was happening. Not anymore.

The door was suddenly busted open and a burst of cool air brushed against his face.

He was fine.

Wobbling to his feet, he used the wall to steady himself. Dacre stumbled slightly and two medics dragged him off set.

Immediately, everyone crowded round him.

"You okay sweetie?" Winona placed a cool hand on his cheek.

Dacre just dismissively waved his hand.

"Just...need...a...few...minutes...'fore... filming...again," he panted.

"Nope!" Joe was by his side in an instant, "We can film all that shit later."

The Duffers nodded eagerly, "Take the day off, man. We have already got all the gold we need thanks to your amazing acting skills."

Everyone noticed the way Dacre grimaced.

An alarm on his phone, made him shoot up in his seat.

Blood rushed from his head and his knees buckled.

Joe caught him in a blink.

"Er... Thanks bro," Dacre rose to his feet once more using Joe for balance before limping to his bag.

"Oh shit," he cursed, checking his phone, " I gotta go."

A collective sigh hummed through the crowd.

"DACRE! You almost passed out! What is so important that you need to go?" Natalia crossed her arms.

The man slumped forward, "Power rangers filming. And of course it's the fucking bit where I'm dangled 100 feet above the air by a helicopter."

"NOPE! NO FUCKING WAY!" Joe demanded and Maya latched onto his waist.

Taking one steadying breath, he pried the girl off and sprinted away quickly. We as quick as a dizzy jelly legs could be anyways.

Suddenly he halted. A slender, devilish figure stood in front of him, smirking in victory.

"What is she doing here," Dacre gritted out.

"We called her. Don't you want your girlfriend to console you?" Ross Duffer muttered confusedly.

"Ex-girlfriend!" He spat but fear leaked into his voice.

Joe didn't miss it.

She stepped forward and Dacre flinched back.

"Baby!" her voice screeched, "Let's go to you trailer, it's much cooler."

Danielle lurched forward and gripped his wrist.

Dacre whimpered slightly as her nail dig into his skin.

"Let me go!" his voice was desperate and he tried to tug of her grip.

Sure, Dacre was bulky as fuck, but Danii was a professional wrestler. He should have realised the red flags when they met.

The girl narrowed her eyes and then connected her fist to his cheek, forgetting the presence of everyone.

A gasp went through the crowd and Dacre turn red with embarrassment.

"I'll go. Just don't do it in front of them," his voice was hoarse and she nodded in approval.

"If you fucking take one step into that trailer we are calling the police!" Joe threatened in pure rage.

David sprung forward and tried to pry away her hand off his wrist but it dug further into Dacre's wrist.

She smashed her foot into his crotch and he howled going limp.

Still after everything he managed to put the others first, "Look... away... children."

Natalia escorted the children away and winced slightly as Danii foot slammed into his stomach.

Joe, Charlie, David and some other cast members had made a wall around Dacre and stood firmly.

Rage danced in their eyes as security finally dragged the witch away.

Maya fell to her knees next to Dacre's writhing body.

He looked at her sadly, "Sorry."

Joe frowned, "There is no fucking reason to apologise. That bitch is a sociopath!"

Maya pulled Dacre's head on her lap, "You should have told us about this!"

The man swallowed thickly, "She tried to kill me once."

He rubbed off some concealer on his chest and revealed a still-healing stab mark.

"I didn't want anyone 'cept myself getting hurt."

He suddenly felt multiple arms wrap around his body.

"We are family honey," Winonas voice was muffled.

"If you go down, we go down together." Joe muttered.

my space :

dacre is one tasty snac. *drops the mic*

all the love,

T xx