Angelica "Freak Two" Munson

Chapter 81

"Guys," Eddie mutters, approaching the wooded area again, "I found a radio."

"What?" Steve scoffs, "Where did you find a radio in the middle of no where."

"I don't think that 'found' is the right word," Angie rolls her eyes, snatching it from his hand, "Dustin, can you hear me?" she calls, "Robin? Nancy? Anybody?"

"Angie, holy shit," he whispers through the cerebro, "Are you guys okay?"

Eddie nudges himself into her, pressing the button, "Nah, man. We're, uh, pretty goddamn far from okay."

"Where are you?"

"Skull rock," he replies, "Do you know it?"

"Uh, yeah," he grins, "that's near Cornwallis and Garrett--"

Nancy interrupts, "Just hold tight. We're coming."

Eddie chuckles, slamming the radio between his feet, "Now what?"

"Now," she grins, picking it up, "you try not to break our only form of communication with our friends."

"Sorry," he puts his hands up in surrender, "I'm just under a lot of stress right now."

"Welcome to my world," she jests.

"I don't like this world. Can I have a new one?" he sighs, "Gosh, I could really use a beer right about now."

Angie smiles, falling into Steve's lap, "Tell me about it."

She looks up at him as he's deep in thought, "What are you thinking about?" she questions softly.

"Just... memories," he mumbles.

Eddie chuckles, "'Just memories,' huh?"

Steve nods, clearly unamused.

Angie turns to her brother, not catching on, "What is that supposed to mean, Eddie?"

"Do you really not recognize this place?" he smirks.

"No," she shakes her head, looking between the two of them for answers, "Should I?"

Eddie's gaze shifts up to Steve, "You really never took her here? I thought taking girls here was, like, your thing?"

Angie sits up from the ground, staring Steve down, "This is your make-out spot?"

He scrambles, trying to explain himself.

"That's how you knew it was a good hiding spot?" she scoffs, "you're unbelievable."

Steve looks at Eddie for help but only finds an amused older brother looking back at him, "I hope that you're enjoying this, Munson."

"Oh, I am," he smirks.

Angie turns to walk away when Steve jumps up after her.

"I don't know what's worse," she laughs sarcastically, "the fact that you took us to your make-out spot or that you never bothered to share it with me the entire time we've been together."

He stands firm, trying to conceal his grin, "That's what you're upset about? The fact that I didn't take you to my make-out spot?"

She scoffs, spotting his smirk, "You think this is funny?"

"No," he clears his throat, "No, I don't. I'm just trying to understand why you're upset."

"Was I just not special enough to be brought here? Was I too freakish?"

"Hey, now," Steve warns, pulling her close, "Don't talk about my girlfriend like that."

She gives him a shove, "Steve, I'm serious."