CHAPTER FORTY-NINE.
4x08: Papa
"SAM! Just stay with me!" Lucas begged, desperate and miserable. His hands were cradling the sides of her head, trying to get to her—trying to get to her eye level—but Sam's eyes were still rolled to the back of her head. "Stay with me, okay?!"
Everyone else was turning Eddie's trailer inside out, frantically searching for a way to save Sam from the waking nightmare she was trapped in. They were all yelling at each other, because there wasn't a single person who wouldn't be completely destroyed if something happened to Sam Hughes.
"We need to fucking hurry up!" he heard Max yell, from somewhere further in the trailer.
"Yeah, no shit!" Dustin screeched right back.
"We're trying!" Auggie desperately called from another room. "We can't find anything!"
"Seriously, what is all this shit?!" Robin cried.
"What are you even looking for?!" Eddie snapped.
And Lucas was about to lose his shit, honestly. He'd gotten better at controlling his temper over the years, but that was attributed to having Sam there to calm him down. Now Sam was gone, or something fucking close to it, and the one thing he'd been fearing more than anything recently was playing out right before his eyes.
A furious tear fell down his face. "FLEETWOOD MAC! GO FUCKING GET FLEETWOOD MAC!"
"Why would I have Fleetwood Mac?!" Eddie questioned from his room.
"THEY'RE SAM'S FAVORITE, DIPSHIT!"
Lucas had never yelled at anyone like that. Ever.
But Sam was in Vecna's trance, and Eddie didn't fucking have Fleetwood Mac.
"We need real fucking music, Munson!" Steve cursed, and he hadn't been malicious like this in a while either.
"THIS! IS! MUSIC!" Eddie bellowed angrily.
Lucas let out a small cry, almost a whimper. Hands still cupping Sam's face, he tucked her fly-away hairs behind her ears. "Stay with me, Hughes," he whispered, a broken thing. "Just stay with me. Please."
Sam didn't move in the slightest bit.
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Teen Fiction[COMPLETE UNTIL SEASON 5] You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering. "But I'm in it for the long game." "I'll play the long game." Lucas Sinclair x...
