Robin x Nancy // maybe we aren't that different

Chapter 26: distance

"I'll be over in 10"

Robin could feel herself shudder with every breath she took, placing the phone down only to stumble back onto her bed once again.

10 mins felt like hours, the seconds seemingly taking more and more time to pass as she counted her shallow breaths in anticipation, anything to try to keep her mind away, away from the stone path in her head that was laid so rigidly to keep her in place.

Much to her relief, she at last heard the familiar crunching of gravel that signified a car in the driveway. She darted to the front door flinging it open before Steve even had a chance to ring the bell.

He took a look at Robin, carefully scanning her disheveled state, she was quite a sight, her mascara blotched down her face like spilt ink, her Scarlett nose and cheeks irritated from the abundance of crying, her clothes that looked to have enough wrinkles that no amount of ironing could save and her tangled, chaotic mess of hair that was sitting a top her head, though, let the record show that Robin wasn't notoriously famous for having the neatest hair.

"Jeez, what happened to you?" He joked, trying the lighten the mood.
Nothing else was said between the two of them before Robin had leaned forward, into the open arms of Steve Harrington.

She now sat on the stool of the kitchen island blabbering on to Steve about everything that happened, everything she felt, every emotion or action. Just when she thought that the well of tears was dry, more pooled at the brim of her eyes glazing over her vision.

"Her loss"
Robin looked up at him, tears now long gone. the ramblings that was once a misery filled tale just becoming a simple recalling of events. Steve seemed to have that effect on her, making her think clearer, more logically.
"huh?"
"Her. Loss." He repeated.
"Ok Steve, I know I just broke up with my girlfriend but I really don't need that whole speech."
"But think about it Robin, it really is her loss, I mean what did she say happened between her and Jonathan?" Steve probed, " I-uh she didn't really"
"Exactly, so if it really is as you said and it was and she was just trying to hurt you," Robin flinched slightly at his words, "she went through too much effort for it to be worth it."

That did kinda make sense, in its own Steve way.

She only nodded in response, "so, prove that to her, make sure she knows your fine" Steve continued.
"But I'm not fine, not really, I mean I miss her Steve, I really miss her" she replied in protest, the barrier on her dam of feelings beginning to crack. " she doesn't have to know that."

Your right, she doesn't.

"Come on, let's forget about her for once, lets go drop in on Eddie have some fun" 

What am I doing???

This isn't me. I Nancy Wheeler do not do things like this!!

Her thumb and finger held the joint delicately, it looked so out of place in her hands, like two worlds were meeting with her touch ,darkness infecting light, the end of a purity, of a sense of innocence that she desperately held on to from her childhood.
her mind and heart having one thing in common for the first time in forever, they were racing, going so fast it was like they were racing each other, a close race, a good match.
she had gotta say, all in an instant this felt much more genuine and frighting than she had anticipated.
Pushing away any doubt that trickled in through the back door of her mind she took the lighter that Eddie and so graciously lent her and, after many tries, she got the lighter to hold a steady flame.
Bringing the it up to meet the fiery light she watched as it caught flame and the red glow appeared at the end of the blunt, she took a long steady breath in that immediately ended in a coughing fit, but after the next few puffs she had caught the hang of it.

Not long after she started to feel the effects, she felt dizzy at first, but despite the spinning that surrounded her head this was the clearest it had been all day. The relief that she felt was grounding, she was no longer riddled with guilt, for the first time since last night she actually felt ok. It almost felt a little funny, so, she began to laugh, laugh about Robin, laugh about her emotions, laugh about everyone and everything in her life right now.

She didn't know exactly how long she had been sitting there, nor did she particularly care, she liked it there, in her car, in the distant spot on the side of the road one drove by, no one who would recognise her at least.