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In which Harlow Byers finds out about the strange things that are going on in Hawkins, as she tries to find out the mystery of her brother's disappearance. While denying her feelings for the one person she hates most.
STAND-ALONE
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"Hi, Mrs. Wheeler. Is Nancy home?" Harlow asked the older brunette as she stood outside the Wheeler's home.
Harlow didn't know how many times she had tried to call Nancy, only to receive a voicemail in return. She tried to calm her nerves the entire drive and continued too as she stood in front of Mrs. Wheeler. Once Steve had left the roller rink the only thing that plagued her mind was what had happened with Nancy and Jonathan, and the continued voicemail didn't do anything to soothe her panic.
"Yeah, she up in her room with your brother,"
"Thank you," Harlow smiled as she made her way up the stairs, which the mother returned.
She couldn't help but let out a puff of hair once she reached the top of the stairs, knowing that the both of them were safe.
She quickly opened the door only to see a startled Nancy as she stared down at Jonathan who was unraveling a sleeping bag.
"What the hell happened out there?" Harlow closed the door behind her.
"Harlow? What are you doing here?" Nancy asked.
"You weren't answering the phone,"
Jonathan and Nancy only looked at each other as silence surrounded them. Neither of them wanted to relive what happened.
"So what happened? Did you see it?"
"Yeah—yeah. I saw it," Nancy spoke softly.
"And?"
"There...there was this hole in a tree, and...I slipped through it. But the other end—it was weird. It was darker, almost pitch black. And the slime covered everything, even the hole that I went through...and then I saw it. It was feeding on a deer," Nancy's voice wobbled as she tried to let the words out. This other world plaguing her memory.
Harlow quickly enveloped her friend in a hug as she tried to comfort her.
"It was awful,"
The more things started to settle in, the more Harlow realized how in over their heads they were. Whatever this Demogorgon thing was—it's not going to be as easy to kill as she thought. Even after talking with the boys and all of the information that she was slowly collecting. The pieces weren't coming together.
"Is this okay?" Jonathan spoke up as she stood up from the ground. "Uh, I found it in the closet,"
Both girls' eyes widened in a confused manner.
He stammered, "I can go home. I just figured—"
"Yeah, no. I...I don't wanna be alone. Do you?"
"No. Uh...no,"
"Are you sure you're okay?" Harlow whispered, turning to her friend. Knowing the history between the two.
"Yeah, no, I'm okay. Can you stay as well? I really need my best friend right now,"
