Them & I || Stranger Things Cast

You Guys Suck

Why are you making bets on my misery?!

~Emma Smith~

"JOE! MILLIE TEXTED YOU!" I screamed at Joe from the kitchen.

"WHAT DID SHE SAY?" He yelled back.

"SHE TOLD ME THAT YOU CAN'T KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT!"

I heard a sigh escape from his mouth before he shouted back, "NOT SURPRISED."

I walked into the living room where he sat with the dads watching the football game. I gestured for him to follow me into my aunt's bedroom, so follow he did.

Joe flopped down on the bed and stretched his arms, "So how's that boyfriend of yours?"

Ugh. "You mean Jake?" I laid my head down on the comforter next to his, "He broke things off when he claimed he loved someone else."

Joe sat up with his mouth open, "He broke up with you?" I saw a small smile spread across his face.

"You're smiling." I pointed out. He laughed out loud and doubled over on the bed, holding his stomach.

"Thanks for your support. You're truly the most comforting amigo. The first person I go to in a crisis."

He tried to sit up and face me but ended up falling off the bed, "I wasn't laughing at you!" His eyes were shut from laughing so hard. "I promise!" I helped him back up and we sat next to each other. He seemed to take this well. A little too well.

"Joe, why are you laughing like an idiot? My boyfriend just abandoned me! Who am I going to marry in 10 years? Who am I going to spend the rest of my life with?"

He calmed himself down enough to muster the words, "We made bets on how long it would last."

I slapped him upside the head.

"Why are you making bets on my misery?!" I grabbed a nearby pillow and started hitting him with it. "And who else is making bets with you? Imma whoop them ass too."

He rolled his eyes, "Like you would have the courage to. Finn placed a bet of $35 that it wouldn't last until Valentine's Day and Caleb gave me a $40 with intentions that you wouldn't make it into the new year and Jake would find another girl over the break. Fortunately, I made a risk and betted that he couldn't keep his hands to himself before Christmas. I won."

"How much money?"

"$100. Those boys better pay up tomorrow, I get a 100-dollar bill from each of them."

I whacked him with the memory foam pillow again. "You guys suck."

Just then we heard Aunt M call us from the kitchen, "Dinner! Come set the table!"

Joe nudged my arm, "That's our cue to go."