Basic Instinct [stranger things]

12. HeathKit Ham Shack

CHAPTER TWELVE
HEATHKIT HAM SHACK

Kimmy was sat on her bed as she colored in the corner of one of her many school books, bored out of her mind as she had failed to attend school that day due to her awkward start to the morning.

She felt horrible for each of her new friends, though she thought it may be best to leave contacting them until the day after, knowing they'd probably all wish to be themselves while grieving.

She didn't really know what to do with herself. She didn't have anywhere to go, or anyone who wanted to see her in that moment.

Well, that was until a blaring ring from the phone in the hall cut through the air, causing the girl to flinch before jumping up from her seat on her bed and rushing to the bedroom door.

Kimmy hesitated as she went to answer the phone, placing a hand to her mouth in hope to calm her breathing before picking it off the receiver.

"Hello?" She asked breathlessly, instantly placing her hand to her head as she scrunched her eyes closed in frustration.

"Hello- hi, uh, can I talk to Kimberley?" The voice asked nervously, Kimmy instantly knew who it was. "Can you tell her it's Aaron calling? Aaron Harrington?"

Just as Kimmy went to answer him, the boy spoke up again.

"I'm sorry to be a bother, but can you tell her it's urgent?" He emphasised, sounding stressed as he began to ramble. "Sorry, sorry- that was rude. But-"

Kimmy snapped up, straightening her back as her brows raised. Asking the following question with a hint of surprise in her voice. "Aaron?" 

What was he doing calling her after his friend had just died? And how could he sound so... unbothered by it?

"Kimmy? Yeah, it's me. Listen, you're never gonna guess what happened." He paused, though Kimmy wasn't sure if it was for emphasis or simply because he was so excited over what he was to share next. "Will is alive! I swear, Eleven found him."

Kimmy was silent. She didn't know what to say, what could she say? Tell him he was crazy? No. But Kimmy had seen his dead body with his own eyes, as had Aaron.

When Kimmg didn't say anything in response, Aaron spoke up once more sounding more hesitant than before.

"I know it sounds weird but we heard him on the walkie." Aaron emphasised, doing his best to convince the girl.

However this attempt did not work, as Kimmy was completely convinced that the boy had gone crazy and had formed this story as some sort of coping mechanism.

"Are you sure it was Will?" She asked eventually, hesitance fairly evident in her voice as she asked. The last thing Kimmy wanted to do was outwardly tell the boy she didn't believe him. "I mean, it's easy to tap into-"

"I swear it's Will!" He injected sounding desperate. "We're going to the school to use Mr Clarke's HeathKit ham shack-"

"What the hell is that?" Kimmy blurted without meaning to, her voice raising in confusion as she felt her brows furrow on their own accord.

"It's a stronger radio, it basically- never mind it's not important." Aaron huffed, catching himself before he went on a spiral. "We need you to meet us at Mike's, we need help with the weirdo."

Kimmy's brows furrowed further, the faintest of frowns pulling on her lips as she listened to him. "What, right now?"

"Yeah! We need your help, it is urgent!" Aaron stressed, Kimmy didn't need to see his face to know it was scrunched up in frustration. "Just- leave now and be as fast as you can. Okay?"