Lost Souls ↠ Steve Harrington ✓

Chapter Four ✓

THE BODY

JESS WOKE UP THE NEXT MORNING BRIGHT AND EARLY. She usually isn't the one to wake up at 7:00 am, but today she felt like she had to. Besides, after what Nancy and her had seen in the woods behind Steve's house yesterday, she was creeped out and couldn't sleep. So she stayed up all night researching different types of monsters, and she tried to avoid it, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible was about to happen in Hawkins. 

Jess took the opportunity that morning to shower. She washed her hair, scrubbed her body, let her muscles relax in the steaming hot water. When she was done, she got out and dried off, stepping on the cold tile floor while at it. She wrapped a towel around her body and went back into her room. She changed into her black ripped skinny jeans, a simple white t shirt, and threw on her black leather jacket that her father had given her for Christmas a few years back. 

Jess went back to the bathroom to blow dry her hair and do the rest of her morning routine.

She left her hair naturally wavy and pinned it up at the sides. She slipped on her black converses and grabbed her things for school.

She picked up her car keys on her nightstand and went downstairs. In the kitchen her mother was cooking breakfast, humming along to old country music that Jess used to like.

She started to hate it after her father left. It just reminded her too much of him when they'd blast it in the car to school. "Morning," Jess said, opening the fridge. She pulled out the orange juice. "Want a glass?" Natalie asked.

"Um, sure."

Natalie handed her daughter a glass with a smile.

"Thanks..." it was unlikely for her mother to be this nice to her in the mornings.

Something was up. "So... you and that guy... what's the deal?" Natalie turned to her daughter. Jess sat at the bar stool counter.

"There's no deal. We're just friends."

Jess scoffed. "Yeah? Do friends usually walk in there jeans and no shirt around the house?"

"Okay, friends and-" "Don't you dare finish that sentence." She almost choked. "I don't need to hear it." "I was going to tell you, actually, we're going out of town for the week, so you'll be home by yourself."

"You're letting me stay home alone?" She then thought about the thing in the woods, wondering if she should pull out her father guns from the safe or not. Her father used to be a cop. He worked with Jim Hopper, the chief of police, and was one of the best police in town.

When he went missing, or left, in that matter, his gun and bullets were left behind for protection. Jess was taught at the age of five to shoot a gun. She was learnt that it was a weapon, not a toy, and she needed to respect it, because every shot counted. It was a weapon that could kill you, it was not a toy. She could hear her father saying that to her.

Jess gulped, suddenly not liking the fact that her mother was leaving her alone. At night.

Maybe she'll just stay at Steve's. "Honey, is everything ok?" Natalie looked at her daughter.

Jess looked at her, showing her a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. Maybe I'll stay a few nights at Steve's."

Natalie planted a kiss on her forehead. "You could do that." Jess was not used to her mother being so lovely. Ever since the strange leaving of her father, Jess cut her mother out of her life, not fully, she just spent less time with her, and now she's acting as if nothing happened.