IN WHICH...
"You don't love him Nancy! You know that as much as I do! He's hurting, let him go. Just admit that you're in love with Johnathan and let Steve go." Rose doesn't know why she's fighting so hard for this. Nancy huffs out a breath of air...
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Roses wet hair was braided down her back. Leaving a damp spot on her band t shirt. Most of the kids biked home. The only ones that stayed was Mike, and Eleven still attached at the hip. Nancy left, saying she'll see the other teens at school that Monday.
Rose found the newspaper clipping pushed against the wall on the counter. She picked them up looking at hers again. She was taken as a baby, they looked for her. They actually looked for her for three months before she was declared dead. She read the faded ink words trying to see if there was any names mentioned.
Didn't seem like it.
"Whats that?" Rose glanced up then back down. She held it out for him. She didn't know why he was still there actually. She thought he left. Steve took it slowly, looking down. "This is just some missing girl a decade ago." Rose leaned her back against the counter.
"Yeah, it is." She urged him on hoping he'd connect the dots. He just glanced up at her waiting. She sighed, "Thats me." His eyes widened.
The little girl in the picture, she, she did look like Rose. The eyes, the cheeks. You couldn't tell much from the faded photo.
"How did you get this?" He read the article, what was able to be made out.
"El found it while she was at her moms." She shrugged, she didn't really know what this article meant for her. If she was obligated to find out more.
"I....don't know what to say." He looked at her handing back the paper. She folded it up sliding it into her back pocket. She crossed her arms over her chest shrugging again.
"Neither do I. The possibility of my birth parents never even crossed my mind. I always assumed Brenner had them killed. Apparently not."
"Are you going to look for them?" Steve leaned his hip on tje counter beside her. Close enough where he could smell her shampoo she used just a few minutes ago in the shower.
"I dont know....I have bigger things to worry about then people who've probably forgotten about me." She shot him a small smile, pushing off the counter walking over to Joyce and Hopper.
Technically Rose has been stalling. Stalling going home to a forever empty house. She hadnt really talked about it anyone. All she knew that Jeans car was in the Byers driveway and she was going to drive it back home.
"Hop..." Rose trailed off to get his attention. Joyce and Jim paused their conversation. Joyce smiling sweetly at the girl. "I'm going to take her car and head home. Start figuring out what to do now."
"Rose, if you wanted, you could stay with me and El. We would help you move, and help with her stuff. I cant let you stay alone in that house. There's an attic at the cabin that overlooks the living room. Its full of boxes but I think it could work." Rose didn't know whag to say. She opened her mouth but no words came out.
