the chiefs daughter and the king of hawkins high. sounds cliche, right? well, not when there's monsters involved.
seasons 2-4
fem/oc x steve harrington
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margo was currently on the phone with the police station. she was sat at the small dining table as the wire of the telephone twirled across the room, her leg bouncing which was a usual but annoying habit for margo. "yes, officer Callahan i do understand i have called nearly 50 times today however i want to know where the fuck my dad is. i haven't seen him since yesterday morning so i suggest you do something to find him because the vhs store is gonna close soon and he needs to get his ass home so he can drop me off."
"why don't you just walk to the store or something margo? im sure he'll be home when you get back." Callahan said from the other side of the line.
"are you not like worried or something that your cheif is missing? i thought he'd be priority to find unlike other missing people." she complained as she began walking back to the phone holder.
"the chief is an unpredictable man. he's probably like on a case or something, aren't you like sixteen? you'll be fine kid, just stay home and wait for him or something."
"ugh, you are no help. i could probably do your job ten times better." she groaned.
"feel free, i wouldn't mind a day off." Callahan's sentence was cut short as margo slammed the phone back into the wall.
she sighed angrily and run her hands through her hair. both her dad and el were no where to be found and she had no idea of where they'd go. her head shot up as the phone began to ring again. she gritted her teeth expecting it to be callahan. "hello?" she snapped.
"hey margo, im so sorry to bother you."
she sighed relieved at the voice. "hey claudia, dont worry you're not bothering, im just tired. how can i help?"
"i was wondering if you were free to babysit dusty for a few hours? you see, mews has gone missing and apparently she was seen in loch nora so im heading straight there, and im not sure for how long. you can sleep on the sofa if im not back till tomorrow." claudia asked politely.
margo chewed the bottom of her lip, she couldn't say no and let claudia down, "oh um, of course i can."
"oh, thank you, thank you so much margo. ill pay you as soon as im back." the woman let out a breath.
"alright, i hope you find mews. see you later." she replied and once again slammed the phone back to the wall. she kicked the sofa that was in front of her and stormed over to where her shoes laid. she put on her shoes, muttering curse words under her breath and grabbed her jacket off the back of the sofa.
margo stuffed her hands into her pocket as she went to grab her skateboard. she froze and she pulled out a napkin. margo unfolded it and stared down at the handwritten number and debated wether to maybe call him to pick her up and take her to Dustin's or not. she shook off the thought shoving the napkin back into her pocket. it was a one time thing. she thought.
