~My Stella~ •|Steve Harrington X OC|•

Chapter 5

One year at Hawkins. That's pretty big. So much had happened.
Nancy and Jonathan are together and working at the Hawkins's post as interns. It was summer and people had jobs. Steve got job in Scoops Ahoy at Starcourt. Billy and I work as lifeguards in the pool.

No. We're not friends. Billy and I despise each other. We throw hate comments. He's into older women. And especially Karen Wheeler. And she is flirting back. What more did I have to see. I work my week days as the pool guard. That is from 6am to 12pm and Billy takes over from noon to 6pm. So I'm basically free for the rest half day. And they pay 5 dollars an hour. That's the easiest 30 dollars you can make a day.

Then I go to Starcourt to spend time with Steve and Robin. Who's my next best friend I got through Steve.
Robins nice. I bet she's not into boys, cuz she wouldn't check out any hot guys at the mall and she works with the King. Life at the trailer is great.

There are a lot of people around me. Especially drug dealers like Eddie in the park too. So police come often, who cares. And my bike's with me as always. We travel a lot. I work a second job at Hawkins's post at the weekends when Nancy and Jonathan are not there. They appreciate my writing and I get 80 dollars per article every weekend. That's cool too. But not the people, they're such pervs. I don't know how Nancy works there everyday. I bet that's why I get a lot. But money is money gotta take it when offered. I'm not prostituting or anything.

Will's been going out more, Joyce got a new job. Mike and El are together. Lucas and Maxine are together. Nancy and Jonathan are together. I already said that. But still. I haven't heard from Dustin yet since he's out for a summer camp.

My progress with Steve Harrington is been at loss. Sure we've shared some close moments. Mike and Will knows I got a crush on Steve. Which is embarrassing. Max and El ship is together. Lucas got no clue. So anyways, I'm here sitting at the life guard chair whistling at a boy.

"NO. RUNNING." everyone were Silent for the moment and once I whistled again they were having fun. Well, you gotta shout to get attention. My shift ends in an hour. I saw the ladies walk in. They were here for Billy. Especially Mrs Wheeler and her new pink suit. I visibly cringed and turned away.

Although this is a bit boring, it was actually good seeing people happy after what Hawkins had been through. Atleast what we've been through. If we'd let those thing conquer, Hawkins wouldn't be this. It'd be bad. Really bad. With Mind Flayer and all.

Talking about that, my nightmares getting worse. I've been having them a lot lately. Every time I doze off I wake up scared, sweating and screaming. And I keep hearing that voice which becomes clearer everyday. Sometimes I feel cold and something has control over me.

Sometimes I find myself standing at a empty Hawkins, feels like a dream. And there are those veins everywhere. Sometimes it's the flayer hovering over me and I feel stuck to the ground unable to move or call for help. I can't hear sounds except those growls or the sound that calls my name.

It's really scary. I end up crying and screaming when waking up with stuff around my neck as if whatever happened in my dream was real.
I've never told anyone about this. Because I dont want others to look out for me. I bet everyone's got a lot on their plate and I can't be troubling them too. Right?

After an hour I got off and went to look for Billy who's shift is up. I saw him go into the restricted area. So I followed.

"Billy. You're up." I said as he stood facing the shelves and not me.
I heard him breathing hard.
"Umm... Billy? You alright?" I asked as I moved forward.
Suddenly he turned back startling me.
"Fuck. What's wrong with you? Why are you sweating like crazy dammit?" I asked halting.
"Denvers, stay the fuck, away from me. Do you understand? Don't fucking poke your nose in my business." He yelled making me flinch.
"Fuck! Fine. So much for caring about you. Now get back to the seat, idiot." I said and turned around.
"No one tells me what to DO!" He said pushing me against the shelves.