Basic Instinct [stranger things]

69. Homemade Dinner

CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
HOMEMADE DINNER

It had been two weeks since the twos date, now well into the month of July.

Since then, Aaron and Kimmy had followed up on the conversation they'd had in the field. They had ended up dating properly - boyfriend and girlfriend.

However they hadn't told anyone. Well, Aaron had told Steve and Lucas, but that was all. Kimmy had been excited about it, but she didn't have anyone to talk about it with. Her best friend was currently going through grieving of her own and she didn't think it would be very much appreciated if she went gushing and gushing over herself and Aaron when her best friend was obviously struggling.

Kimmy would also have told El about it all, but she was just the same if not worse than Max. Eleven was handling the loss of her dad horribly - as expected.

Kimmy had tried to check in on the two, however they were never really up for it. The girl couldn't be offended, they were both going through a difficult period and if they needed more space Kimmy knew she'd have to accept that.

Of course she would have told Dustin, Mike and Will, but she didn't see a lot of them anymore. She saw them on occasion, but usually that was only when the group all hung out together.

She felt bad practically clinging to Aaron, she was always with him. Sometimes just her and the blond, sometimes Lucas was with them. It didn't matter, she felt bad that she was with him all the time, but she really didn't have any other options.

It had got to the point that she didn't feel safe in her house at all, even when she was hiding in her room or the bathroom. She didn't even have to look at her father anymore, as long as he knew she was in that house she wasn't safe and she knew it.

The girl had no idea what it was that had caused his already bad temper to take a turn for the worst. Maybe it was because it was summer and she was home more? Maybe it was because she wasn't at school in the summer?

Or maybe it had nothing to do with her and her dad was just an asshole. The girl just had to stop blaming herself and realise that.

That night Aaron asked Kimmy if she wanted to come over to his house to have dinner with him because Steve was going out and he'd be himself.

Kimmy of course had said she would come over, she hated the idea of him being there himself.

That's where she was currently, waiting outside after she had rang the door bell. She pretended like she couldn't hear the way the house immediately ruptured into chaos at the sound of the bell going.

There was a sound of some sort of metal dropping followed by loud curses could be heard. It took the boy longer than it should have for him to reach the door.

"Hi." She snickered at his slightly frazzled expression.

"I've told you before a million times that you don't have to knock, Kimmy." The boy shook his head seriously, grabbing her hand as he scoffed and dragging her into the house, slamming the door closed behind him before walking into the kitchen with her. "You can just walk in."

"I didn't knock, I rang the doorbell." Kimmy told him with an eye roll as she took her shoes off. "And I'm not just going to walk into your house unannounced don't be stupid."

"Whatever, I'm hardly going to kick you out, am I?" He retorted as he began cleaning up all the pans he had dropped when she'd rang the doorbell.

"Are you seriously telling me if I walked in unannounced you wouldn't have a heart attack? You would literally shit yourself, Aaron." Kimmy joked as she watched him clean the pans that had been on the floor. "And what if I do end up walking in without knocking one time, and you're not even home? That's like... trespassing or something."