Writer's block has me in a fucking chokehold. Took me days just to put this together but I had to for you guys (mostly Bailey). Plus I love this story too much to stop. If it seems sloppier or just not as good as the previous ones, now you know why.
Also, Jordan has been recasted. I think it was necessary. Found a much better representation of him in Lucas Jade Zumman.
Y'know the drill; don't do drugs.
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The three walked into the Byers house... Sam and Jordan had no idea what the hell they were looking at.
The second he stepped in however, the 14 year old felt something. He felt his stomach drop.. the same way it did at the arcade and back at his house. But that aside, he felt cold. Who the hell messed with the thermostat?
Hopper gently pushed them both further into the house. The two exchanged a look. Jordan's eyes asking "any idea what the fuck is happening?"
Sam's eyes simply spoke back. "We're both looking at the same thing"
They were both taken to Will's room only to find the boy sitting on the bed shirtless, looking away from them with Joyce sitting next to him.
"Hey, Will? Want me to get you a sweatshirt?" Sam asked immediately.
Hopper, Joyce and Will all gave a unified. "No"
Jordan blinked.
Right... Not insane at all.
Just when Jordan thought it couldn't get any weirder, of course he had to be proven wrong when Joyce showed them multiple sheets of paper with scribbles of varying colors.
Sam sat on Will's bed while Jordan stood, both kids with sheets of paper full of the obscure drawings in their hands. They exchanged one more look before Sam looked up at Will.
"Why'd you draw all this, Will?" Sam asked.
"You did" Will said coldly.
Sam leaned backwards and looked around at everyone before turning back to him. "What?"
"You drew all that, Sam" Will repeated.
"Right,I get that part" Sam replied. "Except I didn't, you did"
Jordan noticed that shift in her expression. Sam was trying not to get mad. And he didn't even blame her.. after walking in on this, Will tells her to her face she drew all these scribbles?
He would've lost it by now, Sam was way better than him.
"No, you did" Will repeated.
Jordan immediately stepped in between them right as Sam was about the snap. "Alright, alright let's hold that for a second"
The boy then turned to the adults. "The hell is Will saying?"
"I wish he was lying, kid" Hopper said.
"Those aren't his drawings" Joyce confirmed.
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