( TONGUE TIED ! ) fw imagines

r.t - the outcasts (1/5)

chapter one: lost and found

"you don't really think he's going to show up, do you?" dustin sighs, as him, lucas, max, and eleven sit on the bench in front of their school.

"have a little faith! he's our best friend. wouldn't he tell us if something's wr-"

"hey, midnight! it's getting late, shouldn't you be worried you'll get shot?" a voice a few meters away calls.

the voice of troy.

eleven makes a move to get up, but dustin stops her. lucas scoffs, deciding to ignore the bully.

"i know you heard me, loser." now, he's in the boy's face, so close that he can smell his breath.

"go away, troy." the dark skinned boy pleads, not wanting to fight.

it's like this everyday, and obviously, lucas is the one to get hurt.

troy shoves him, causing him to fall back against the wall. breathing deeply, the young boy stands up, slightly towering over the other.

without warning, he shoves troy, causing him to fly back into his "sidekick" james.

as always, troy yelps for help, and the bigger guy moves in front of him, ready to fight a war that has nothing to do with him.

james wastes no time in throwing a punch towards lucas.

by now, dustin, max, and eleven have risen from their seats on the bench, ready to save their friend.

lucas glares at them though, warning them not to. he fights as much as he can, but soon realizes he's no match for james.

almost as if it were an instinct, eleven jumps in, her eyes narrowed in on james. in no time, he's frozen still, his eyes full of panic.

"mouth-breather." the petite brunette huffs, grabbing her friends by the arm and leading them down the road.

"where are we going?" lucas asks as he cups his purpling eye. eleven just glances towards him.

"probably hopper's house." dustin answers after a few more minutes of silence.

soon enough, they are all seated on the couch of jim hopper's home.

eleven has gone to grab an ice pack for the boy while dustin is speaking with jim about what happened a few moments ago. max sits quietly besides him.

lucas stares blankly at the t.v., his mind wandering off to the last time he saw will.

"don't worry about him. i'm sure he's fi-"

"that's right, folks. another kid has been pronounced missing this evening. years ago, as you know, two children by the names of georgie denbrough and betty ripsom. today, fifteen year old beverly marsh has also disappeared. derry police are still investigating to see if these are related in anyway."

max quickly shuts off the television, her arm reaching out to grab lucas' hand.

"beverly marsh? isn't she that new girl?" hopper walks in, resting his hands on the edge of the couch.

lucas nods.

"denbrough? isn't that the last name of that...kid." he continues.

eleven and dustin have now joined the other kids.

"yeah. bill denbrough, they must be related." max mutters.

"right! bill, your boyfrie-"

"shut it!"

the children and hopper all stare at max with a quirked brow.

"ugh, he's not my boyfriend. we just hang out a lot." the red haired girl groans, her cheeks heating up.

"sure." lucas rolls his eyes, his voice dropping with sarcasm.

"i have to go grab a few things since everyone's here. your parents know where you are." jim cuts in, beginning to out his shoes on, "i should be back in thirty minutes, please, do no-"

"don't go anywhere, got it. we're big kids, hop. we've got this." lucas grins, wincing quickly after as he feels a sting.

hopper nods, leaving the house.

"we're totally leaving, right?" dustin chuckles, looking at his friends. they all nod.

*

"will!" their voices echo through the many trees, "will byers!"

"it's getting dark." max taps eleven's shoulder, but the girl brushes her off.

"will the wise!" lucas cups his hands around his mouth, hoping it will make his voice louder.

"seriously?" dustin mumbles, earning a laugh from lucas.

"dude, just let us know you're ok-"

the sound of a tree branch breaking causes them to stop. they all huddle together, hearts beating fast and breaths getting heavy.

"why the fuck does everyone keep getting cut off today?" max questions, only getting a "shh" in response.

"h-hello?" a hushed voice calls from within the trees.

eleven breaks away from the group, making her way towards where the voice was.

"who are you?" she calls out, her voice loud.

it's silent for a few seconds, before a "who a-are you?" is called back.

as the rest of the group stares in disbelief, eleven continues further into the trees, only to be met by a girl who looks to be their age.

the two young women observe each other silently, only to pull one another into a warm embrace right after.

"what the hell are you doing?!" lucas finally regains his speech, his arms flailing as he speaks.

the blonde haired girl just smiles and pulls the stranger towards them.

she raises the girls arm, pointing it so that everyone can see.

"sister. she's my sister. y/n."

they all look down at the girls arm to see 004 etched on her skin.