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Chapter 46, To Mordor (Ep. 6: The Dive)
In the following day, there was an unavoidable tension surrounding the group. With Gwen's condition having been revealed, a new sense of overprotection became present. If everything had been full of distress before, it was now one-hundred percent worse.
But not everything had been a tragedy.
A strange occurrence happened during the time Gwen and Steve were outside. The flashlights started flashing in an odd way in the attic -- the same way they did whenever it involved anything regarding the Upside Down.
It was then when their theory was confirmed and the Creel House was actually Vecna's home.
Currently, the group was cramped in Nancy's station wagon discussing how they would tell Eddie their plan to help him had proven much harder than before. Driving was Nancy, who was having her separate conversation with Robin and Daphne.
And in the back, there was Gwen and Steve.
"Dude, leave some for the rest of us!" Steve leaned forward to remove the can of Pringles from Dustin. He acquired a few chips and then handed the container to her, who was trying her hardest to keep her personal space intact.
Dustin groaned in annoyance, "I'm hungry!"
Gwen took a few chips and handed the can back to him, much to Steve's dismay. She tried to avoid glancing his way, but the small space made it much harder. Her hand instinctively reached for her necklace, the chain fiddling against her fingers nervously, but it was then when she remembered the ring he gave her was in it.
Steve noticed a change, but didn't recognize it was linked to his ring.
His warmth radiated onto her, its comfort becoming intense and colliding with the coldness from within. He felt her trembling, so subtle yet noticeable.
She slightly shifted, her gaze setting onto the blur of trees and disappearing roads.
He winced at her action, but eventually mirrored her movements.
Ever since last night, Gwen had been struggling to believe his declaration actually happened. Many months had been spent dreaming of the improbable, but now that it occurred, she refused to accept a dreamy truth. It was inconceivable, truly unfathomable...
Because how could someone with a heart like his love a heart like hers?
She was damaged goods, entirely shattered and continuing to crack. No one in their right mind would willingly stay, because why would they?
She wasn't special.
She was simply ordinary.
"Wait, what's with all the cops?" Daphne's sudden voice interrupted.
