Chapter 11: Home

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I woke up a few hours later and realized it was already Saturday. I stared at the alarm clock next to my bed, regretting every decision I ever made in my life as I groaned in:

1. Pain. My face hurt and my upper body felt sore like I did a nonstop workout fore the last 2 days. Oh wait, I did. I blinked a few times.

2. Annoyance. I'm supposed to go to Bobby today. He lived in Sioux Falls. I didn't have a car. You see what I'm getting at?

"Fuuuuuuuuucckkkkkk" I groan again. I glare at my ceiling and stand up. I go into the kitchen and make myself a coffee. I glared at the coffee machine as it poured my drink. I hate mornings. The drive to Bobby was about 13 hours long if I had a car. I got out of the trailer and realized I left my skateboard at the Wheeler's house. My mood just got worse when I realized I had to walk to the bus stop by foot. I made my way to the closest one, which was 10 minutes away. I took it to the next city, where I stole a car. I wasn't gonna keep it, but I wasn't gonna take the bus all the way to Bobby's house. I got breakfast along the way and arrived at Bobby's Auto Salvage Yard. I pulled into the driveway on the premises and got out of the car. I stretched first and then walked to the door. I knocked twice and then heard the door unlock. It opened and I saw the surprised face of the person, who was more than a dad to me than my own father. I smiled at him.

"Hey, Bobb-" I was interrupted as I was splashed with holy water, right in my mouth. I spit out the water and glared at the man in front of me. He gave me a sheepish smile and fully opened the door.

"Sorry...You just can't be careful enough." He explained as he led me into the living room area.

"I know...you want to test me for other monsters too, don't you?" I asked. He turned around and he already held up a silver knife. I rolled my eyes and put my arm out for him. He cut a small part to see if I was a shapeshifter. I wasn't, obviously.

I raised my eyebrows at him after he was done.

"Satisfied?" I asked sarcastically.

"I see you woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. So, tell me, what happened?" Bobby asked as he leaned against his table. I sat down on the couch and sighed. I explained everything that happened to me, all the stuff that happened in Hawkins. I made sure that he knew how to kill the Demogorgon if something like that were to ever happen again. I also told him to keep quiet or at least very, very low about this, since I wasn't supposed to talk about it.

"That's...a lot" He stated after I was done.

"Yeah." I chuckled humorlessly.

"You know, the next time I see John, I'll beat the shit out of him, kiddo." He said and I snorted.

"Yeah, please do." I chuckled and smiled at him. I laid down on the couch and got comfortable.

"What are you doing?" Bobby asked, confusion in his voice.

"Sleeping?" I asked as if it was obvious. I didn't open my eyes as I answered.

Bobby groaned in annoyance, and I smiled lightly, feeling satisfied.

"4 hours. Tops." He declared with a stern voice.

"Yeah, yeah, see you in 6 hours." I mumbled back, knowing it would annoy him. He let out a chuckle and left the room to go who knows where.

After 5 hours, I was rudely woken up.

"What? I said 6 hours!" I groaned.

"Yeah, and I said 4, I met you in the middle. Now get your ass off my couch, ya idjit." He ordered and I rolled my eyes. I got up after glaring at him for a moment.

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