Scandalous | Steve Harrington

☆ SEVEN ☆

Of course he followed her. When isn't he following her around like a lost puppy.

Without even thinking about I got up and followed. What? I'm a nosey bitch. And what about it?

"Where were you this morning?! I missed first period." Nancy asked, as I listened intently from behind the brick wall.

"I figured Jonathan would take you"

"What are you talking about?"

"Jesus, you really can't handle your alcohol" Steve scoffs. "You remember going to Tina's party last night, right?"

"Yes. I remember dancing, and then spilling some punch, you got mad at me for getting drunk and then you took me home" she tried to remember, causing Steve to once again scoff.

"No see, that's where your mind gets a little bit fuzzy. That was your other boyfriend, that was Jonathan"

"I don't understand"

"Apparently we killed barb, and I don't care 'cause I'm bullshit. And our whole relationship is bullshit. And, I mean, pretty much everything is just bullshit, bullshit, bullshit. Oh yeah alsooo, you don't love me" he finishes, causing my heart to hurt for him.

"I was drunk Steve. I don't remember any of that!"

"So that makes everything you said, what? Bullshit too?"

"Yes!"

"Well then tell me!"

"Tell you what?!"

"That you love me"

"Is this about Emerson?!" She snaps, causing my eyes to widen and Steve to face palm.

"What?" He spat.

"Oh come on it's pretty obvious, we all know this best friend thing is a cover up."

"Cover up? Cover up for what?"

"Your feelings Steve. Anyone can see it"

"I don't have feelings for Emerson, okay?"

"I mean, I know you said that she was clingy and your personal cockblock but lately-"

"Excuse me?" I exclaim, coming out from behind the wall.

"Emerson"

"Your an asshole, Steve Harrington" I spat, before walking away from the two.

"Emerson please you have to listen to me!" I hear him call out from behind me causing me to stop and turn to face him.

"You are unbelievable, after everything I have always been there for you. And if you find that clingy then, I guess we can't be friends"

"No Emerson, you can't say that"

"Your on your own Harrington, consider yourself free of a cockblock" I scoff before walking home.

☆☆☆

My mood was shitty, nothing more, nothing less.

As I was walking home after the overwhelming incident that took place behind the gym earlier, I couldn't help but want to squeeze Steve's tiny little head.

God, how could I be so stupid, I trusted him with everything and saw him as someone I could trust more than anything in the world. But to him I was just clingy and a cockblock.

I mean, this is just a slap in the face.

I reached my house and the place is trashed.

"Holy mother of god" I exclaimed shocked, to no one in particular.

"What the fuck happened last night?!" I whisper yell, looking around the place.

El was no where to be seen, so I'm guessing she locked herself in her room last night. As I was about to start cleaning the mess, I hear the phone ring.

"Hello, Hopper Residence"

"Emerson, thank god"

"What's up Henderson?" I sigh, placing the phone between my ear and shoulder while looking at my chipped nails.

"I need you to come over like right now"

"You know, I can't remember a time when some called me to just have a normal conversation"

"Please Emerson, I need you"

"Everybody does. I'll be there soon curly cake" I grinned before hanging up. But my grin slowly disappeared as I looked around at the mess I call my home.

"I guess imma have to clean this shitshow up later?"