Into Every Stranger Generation

Chapter 26

 Steve pulled down the road leading to Eddie's place just after sunset the next night. The Michael Myers mask lay in the back seat for him to put on. They couldn't risk anyone catching sight of him before they passed through the gate into the Upside Down. Becca sat in the passenger seat, Robin in the back with Ivy. It would be a little squished back there on the ride to the gate and Becca was relieved she would be spared the feel of any part of Eddie's body touching hers. She didn't trust herself to have enough control not to do something that would only lead to more humiliation.

Steve got out, grabbing the mask and headed up to the porch. Becca could just make him out in the faint porch light. The door opened and there was the man who took her breath away with his very existence. He was wearing a black bandana and damn if it didn't make him even hotter. What the hell? It should be illegal to be that sexy.

The two guys were talking. Eddie looked annoyed. Steve looked determined. Their arms were flying around and she desperately wished she could hear what they were saying, fearing that Steve had forgotten her threat and was talking about her. Shit.

Eddie stomped to the car, Steve following him. Both guys got in, slamming the car doors behind them. Steve mumbled something about a stubborn ass under his breath before starting the car and pulling back up the dark road, away from the house.

"Put your damn mask on Munson," he muttered, gripping the steering wheel tightly. Becca could see his knuckles were turning white.

Eddie sighed, pulling the Michael Myers mask on, grumbling, "This mask is fucking suffocating."

"Good thing you don't need to breathe then," Steve snapped at him.

"Oh yay, testosterone fueled playground battle," Robin sighed. "Seriously you two, we are about to go into the bowels of hell to fight monsters that might slaughter us all. I am pretty sure you can get over whatever petty bullshit you have going on right now."

"Yeah, if someone could mind their own business," Eddie muttered.

"I wouldn't need to mind my own business if you weren't such an idiot!" Steve yelled. "Jesus, do you have to make everything into such a goddamn production!"

"It has nothing to do with you!" Eddie yelled back.

"Oh, no?" Steve snapped. "I think so when you're making assumptions that I'm screwing your girlfriend, like I would ever sink so low as to dick over a friend. That's definitely about me and I take it personally."

Becca groaned, leaning her head back and closing her eyes. She felt a headache quickly coming on and pressed her fingers into her temples, trying to ward it off. She really didn't have time for this right now. She had to be on top of her game to make sure everyone made it out of this alive.

"Okay, I am not feeling very confident about heading into battle with you two," Robin muttered. "How in the hell are we supposed to defeat these evil sons of bitches if you two can't even work together? Maybe one of you should switch over to Team El. You definitely need a timeout."

"I am not switching," Eddie states, closing even the possibility of considering such an option.

"Neither am I," Steve insists. "We can be fine. We're adults. Eddie just needs to stop being such an assclown and listen to his friend who is only trying to help him."

"We'll be fine if Steve would stop being such a meddling prick and worry about himself," Eddie grumbled.

"Jesus Christ!" Becca yelled. "Grow the hell up! This is not the middle school bathroom where you stand and compare your penis size! Whatever the hell your issue is, spank your inner prepubescent boy and get the fuck over it. We have a planet to save in case you forgot, and nobody has time for this pissing contest."