Welcome to Hawkins, Indiana, where strange things occurred a little less than a year ago. All the chaos has died down since then, so Kristen's parents decided it would be safe to move there for a job opportunity.
Kristen meets Mr. Popular, Steve Ha...
We pulled up at his house. He introduced himself as Billy in the car. He told me no one was home and insisted on helping me "forget."
I had a clue what he meant and I felt desperate enough to go for it.
He unlocked his front door and said "After you." Clearly, he was attempting to be charming, but it came across as more of a growl.
We walked into his house. A wooden staircase was to the right facing the door. To the left was a living room that led to a kitchen.
Billy took off his denim jacket and tossed it onto the sofa. His white tank top remained on. He glided past me and stepped into the kitchen. From a cabinet, he revealed a bottle of liquor and two wine glasses.
After pouring two glasses, he turned the volume all the way up on the radio that sat on the windowsill. He handed me a glass and I accepted. This was unlike me, but I didn't care anymore.
"To forgetting," He held up his drink and we toasted.
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I smiled and sipped the liquor that burned my throat as it went down.
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I felt free and new. We'd finished the bottle and I couldn't feel any better. I stood beside his bedroom window, admiring the night sky. I turned around to face Billy.
"Have you forgotten?" He smirked, looking down at me.
"I don't remember what I wanted to forget." I cheered, as drunk as can be.
He grinned and pulled me closer. I draped my arms over his shoulders and kissed his lips. Passionately, he kissed back. His hands traveled from my lower back to the back of my thighs before lifting me up. I crossed my legs around his waist and continued our make-out.
He lay me down on his bed and hovered above me, still connected to my lips. My hands grazed his shirt. He broke our kiss and ripped his shirt off, revealing his toned abs. He allowed my hands to feel the muscles before reconnecting our lips and sliding my shirt over my head.
The moment intensified...and you can infer what happened next...
