In which, Robin Buckley's younger sister tries to help save Hawkins from Vecna while nursing a broken heart over her dead boyfriend and being a part of an unexpected love triangle.
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Contains dark themes (drug use, death, g...
( songs for the chapter ) love me tender // elvis presley marjorie // taylor swift purple rain // prince
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What is love?
That is perhaps the most difficult question in existence. It is claimed that nobody knows the correct answer. That no one knows if there even is an answer.
Some people say that love is fake. Some say it doesn't even exist.
Some people are dumb.
Ruby knows they are. She knows that this question, the one that questions love's existence has an unequivocal answer. Love is real. It exists. She experienced it.
She felt real, rare, all consuming love.
It's the kind of love one feels once in a lifetime. The kind of love that is so rare, that most people don't experience it at all. She was extremely lucky.
So, so lucky.
Billy was the love of her life. Her soulmate. The person she wanted to marry, spend every second of every day and night with. The person she wanted to have kids with. The one she wanted to get all old and wrinkly with.
"Grow old together", as the saying goes. Sit on a porch swing with graying hair and tea mugs in hand, in their humble home, probably in San Diego, or a small town next to Chicago or New York. A house they probably built themselves from the ground up.
Billy was good with his hands.
A house where Robin's their neighbor on one side and Max on the other. One where all their back yards are connected, not a single dividing fence in sight, so their kids could run around and play together while the grownups sit comfortably, drink beers and talk about stupid, adult shit.
Where Billy is standing next to a grill, barbecuing burgers, steaks and vegetables, (because Robin decided that she's vegetarian that specific week), with a beer in hand, talking to Lucas (because Ruby always secretly wanted Max to end up and be happy with Lucas), about basketball and some things Ruby will probably never be interested in.
A life where at the end of every day, when the both of them get home after an exhausting day at work, they put the kids to sleep before settling into their own bed and talk about their days, their friends, the children. Hell, even about the goddamn weather. Just talk forever. Cause they always talked. Communicated. Talked for hours and hours, about everything and nothing. Just to hear each other's voices.
Ruby missed Billy's voice.
They both talked about their future from the start. So serious about one another from the beginning. They wanted to end up in a small neighborhood, homey and warm. But not before exploring the world a little bit.
For their honeymoon, Billy wanted to go to Paris, of course, always the romantic, but they would eventually end up traveling all over Europe. Partying in Irish pubs, taking polaroid pictures in front of the Big Ben, eating Pizza with a view of Lake Como, sun bathing on a sunny, Greek beach, and visiting the Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam.
