"Are you holding my hand?"
"I'm scared as shit right now, so yeah, I'm holding your hand."
Steve Harrington x fem!oc
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She shouldn't be doing this. It was a bad idea, and the probability of her coming out of it unharmed was close to none. But she'd be damned if something happened to Steve without trying her hardest to stop it. Especially if something happened in front of the kids.
It was like time was moving in slow motion. Halley's eyes scanned from one end of the junkyard, where Steve was facing off the first semi-demogorgon, and slowly falling over to the second, unaccounted for, creature.
In less than two seconds, the latter was advancing on Steve; Halley found herself kickstarted into action. And without realizing it, had begun to sprint towards the thing. Tackling the beast head on only a moment before it could reach its target. It was pretty much the worst possible situation she could be in, and she had to keep reminding herself that she was in real Hawkins. Not the Upside Down's version.
She could vaguely make out Steve screaming her name, but she was far more occupied with wrestling with the interdimensional whatever-the-fuck that was on top of her. Its talons were just as sharp as she remembered, but she was more prepared this time, slicing at its limbs before it had time to slice at her.
It hissed in her face. Screaming with its hot, deathly breath against her nose. The petals around its head extended revealing the rows and rows of teeth. Halley froze. It was going to happen again.
"Use the knife! Use the knife, Goddamnit it, Halley!" Dustin was shouting at her, and the thought of him seeing this god forsaken thing win and overtake her was enough to fuel her to use whatever strength she could muster and push it off her body. She stabbed at it, trying in vain to kill the son of a bitch, but it just kept getting back up.
She dodged flying claws, trying desperately to rip into her flesh like a satanic birthday present. It was taking most of her energy to keep herself upright, trying not to focus on the dull ache reverberating through her body after taking the hard fall to the ground.
Her arms shook as she slashed at the air in front of her. The creature was only going to be kept at bay for so long, and at the rate things were going, it wasn't actually going to be long.
With the grainy sound starting back up in her mind, it was getting increasingly harder to stay on task. The ground below her felt as if it was giving out, and she felt like she was falling, still trying to keep the monster away from her. And Steve.
It was like the feeling of falling right as you're about to fall asleep. Except, this time, Halley didn't jolt awake. She didn't thrash around to find herself in her bed, or kicking off the covers in a hurry.
"Halley!" Steve was beside her now, grabbing her wrist with one hand and swinging the bat hard against the thing in front of her with the other. The buzzing stopped again, and she was able to fully come back to the current happenings.
