part six

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(you guys are lucky i didn't kill him off. also tw,there's gore!!!!!!!!!!😻)

eddie left, and steve was not about to let him kill someone else. why? because he knew it was one of his friends. steve looked outside and waited until eddie was gone, and then he made a run for it.

he knocked on a door, hoping for an answer. he was lucky he arrived when he did, though, because he could see eddie far away in the distance. "open the fucking door henderson. right now." steve said while continuously banging on the door.

dustins mom answered and she looked comfused. "um, steve? hi! what's wrong?" she asked and set her cat down on the ground. "is dustin home?" she nodded and moved out of the door way. "yeah, but what happend?" steve sighed and walked in. "he's in trouble. that's all. lock the doors.. and please, for god sakes, don't answer the door."

she nodded, but was still obviously confused. steve went into dustins room and dustin turned off his mic. "steve? what're you doing here?" he asked as he stood up. "um.. basically. your being hunted down by a killer." steve sighed. "what in the world does that mean? that isn't funny." steve groaned and began explaining everything.

while he was, though, a phone rang. steve answered it. "hello, steve." eddie laughed. "leave him alone, im not letting you kill him." eddie hummed. this was hilarious to him. "poor steve trying to protect his friend. who said i haven't already killed someone?" the other end of the phone went silent, steve and dustin hearing a scream.

"buh-bye, kitty cat." eddie laughed maniacally. he had a sort of talent to be able to do that with it actually being scary. "steve- who? who is that? did they do something to my mom?" dustin said frantically as he stood up and opened the door. "mom!" dustin sobbed as he was pulled away from the door by steve.

"dustin im so sorry." steve sighed and hugged him, dustin sobbing into his chest. "who is he?" he asked softly. "i- he's a killer. you know, the one on tv? ghostface?" steve whispered, trying to keep the noise level at a minimum.

"i thought it was fake." dustin said as he let steve go. "what the hell are we going to do? we're stuck in here." steve looked at the door. "go out of the window. run to sinclair's house, okay? max's isn't safe either. dustin nodded and went to the window, but then hesitated. "steve, are you coming or what?" dustin asked as he opendes the window.

"no, no. im not coming, you need to be safe okay? now go." steve said and dustin frowned before actually obeying him. "love you steve." steve smiled and opened the door. "love you too, kid." dustin hopped out of the window and began running to lucas's house. "eddie." steve said with furrowed eyebrows.

"ooh, stevie! are you joining me?" eddie asked as he moved dustins mom out of the way. "actually, hold on. i need to get her ready." eddie hummed and gently began taking her clothes off, but not her bra.. obviously. he made a line in her stomach with the knife and carved out some of the parts inside.

steve watched in disgust. he wanted to look away but he couldn't. "aaand, done." eddie spoke as he stood up and placed the parts on the table. it was only two, her heart and a half of one of her lungs. it was weird that eddie even knew how to do that.

"so, stevie. where'd dustin go? i was about to show him something." eddie said with a smirk. "he left." steve said plainly. "and im not letting you kill him. he's the only fucking friend i have left. your not ruining that." of course, he was kind of lying. but the other kids never talked to him anymore.

"man, what a bummer. guess i gotta find him.." eddie whispered before stepping forward, now directly in front of steve. steve pulled the mask off of his face and stared at him. "uh, steve." eddie whispered. steve was starring at him, not saying a word. it caught eddie of guard. "let's make a deal, okay? ill work with you if you leave my friends alone."

eddie smirked and placed his mask back on his face. "of course, stevie. it's a deal."

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