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Interlude, The First Battle (Season 1- Ep. 8: The Upside Down)
Waiting seemed to be the worst part about this.
Swaying her nailed bat like a pendulum, Gwen's knuckles were turning white from her tight grip. She kept glancing up at the Christmas lights every few seconds, waiting for a flicker or any sign the monster was coming.
Having learned that her hometown used their lab to experiment with something beyond their reach was both shocking and terrifying. She couldn't shake off the feeling that perhaps there was more than the government let on, but she didn't want to ponder about those possibilities right now.
Not when the demogorgon was nearing.
But she still wished to return to her previous life, which was something highly unlikely now.
Of course, it's not like she can complain. She was finally able to punch Steve Harrington in the face along with crashing his car, so it's not like this mess didn't bring anything good.
"Did you guys hear that?" Nancy asked, startled when hearing a faint creaking sound.
Gwen held her breath and pressed her finger to her lips. She listened attentively for anything suspicious, but the creaking seemed to have been a one time thing.
"It's just the wind, Nancy," Jonathan reassured her before approaching his best friend. He took notice of the concentrated creases on her forehead and the intense hold on her bat, which was definitely a sign that she was trying to keep up appearances. "We're going to be fine, okay?"
Gwen took a deep breath, "I sure hope so."
Nancy bobbed her foot up and down, her eyes glancing in between every corner and every light while trying to convince herself everything would be fine. Now that she knew Barb was gone, all she wanted was to kill that monster and make it pay for what it did.
"Hey," Gwen and Jonathan took a seat next to her. "His mom said the lights speak when it comes so we're good for now."
Nancy raised her brows in confusion, "Speak? How?"
"Blink. Think of them as alarms," Jonathan corrected before looking down at his best friend's bandaged hand that appeared to still be bleeding. "Did you wrap it well enough?"
"What?" Gwen asked.
He pointed to her hand and tried reaching for it to check if it was well bandaged.
Nancy stared attentively at Jonathan as he gave a longing look to his best friend. She's always suspected he had feelings for Gwen based on the way he acts around her or even looks at her. When involving herself into this, she knew she'd be feeling like a third wheel so it was something she needed to try and ignore.
It sure didn't help when seeing the way their fingers were touching, almost as if they were playing with each other all while Jonathan keeps staring at her with lovestruck eyes.
