lost boy // billy hargrove

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walking out of the cooler, i rubbed my hands together, trying to return some of the heat that was lost. grumbling at the stupid ice cream in my arms, i walked back up to the front to refill it, just in time to watch steve strike out once again.

robin came around the corner, marking another tally. smiling at their antics, you went on with your work.

six long hours later, the shift finally ended. waving goodbye to robin, who was closing, i practically ran home to change so i could get ready to meet billy.

walking into my room, i was met with the horrifying picture of el and mike making out on her bed.

"el," i whined, dragging out the 'l'.

smiling with her cheeks blushed red, she leaned back against mike, who was also a bit red.

smiling back at the two love birds, i grabbed my clothes before going into the bathroom to get changed.

after mama died and everything else died down, i was met with the realization that i had nowhere else to go- nowhere to call home anymore. yet, hopper found me and took me in, treating me like his own. i looked at his like an actual father, and looked at el like my little sister. for once in my life, i had an actual family.

slipping on my knock-off chucks, i yelled a quick goodbye to el before walking out the door, in time to see billy pulling up in his car.

i jumped in, smiling shyly at him.

tilting his sunglasses down, he whistled lowly. with that being all he did, he started up the car and took off down the road.

tonight was the night. flattening our the pink skirt i had on, i zoned out while looking out the window.

billy and i had become more and more intimate with each other as the days have passed. finally, i told him last week that i was ready.

"are you sure?" he asked, his cockiness sliding off his face as he looked at me with sincere eyes.

my heart warmed at the view of the side of him i didn't see too often but adored.

nodding, i took both of my hands on either side of his chiseled face and smiled as earnestly as i could.

he gave a gentle smiled back before pulling me into a kiss that took my breath away.

in order to avoid interruptions from hopper, who was already losing his mind about el and mike, we decided not to go to my house. his house was obviously a no because of his dad and max being there. after a long brainstorming session, which probably wouldn't have taken that long if we didn't pause every two minutes for a make-out session, or "thinking break" as billy called it, we decided on going to motel 6.

a hand gripping my thigh brought me back to the present, with the wind blowing through the window and the music on full blast.

sometimes i wish that i hadn't been ready yet for the next step. or that mama was still around so we could've gone to my house and not had to worry about hopper. if either one of those would've been the case, then maybe the car wouldn't have crashed on our way, changing everything once again.

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uh oh. will she be taken by the mind flayer? will she get away? dun dun dunnnn