Song for the chapter: Khalid ~ talk
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June 30th 1985~ Hawkins Community Pool
Seven put on her sunglasses with a smirk before she walked into the pool area. She had on a a pink and red polka dotted two piece with a pair of denim shorts and flip flops.
The moment she walked in she could feel his eyes on her, she did nothing but walk over to the changing room with her hips swaying seductively knowing the blue eyed devil would be watching.
Billy watched her intensly as she walked to the changing room. He couldn't help but stare at her ass as the denim fit tightly around her. He felt as if his body had mind of it's own as he climb down from his lifeguard chair to head to changing room.
On his way he grabbed his co worker, Heather's arm and told her without an explanation.
"Cover for me." He let go of her arm leaving her confused as he walked of to see his girlfriend.
When walked into the room that Rose was in he sucked a sharp breath as he caught her bending over to wiggle out of the tight denim shorts.
Seven smiled to herself when she heard the boy, but she pretend as if she didn't as she slid the shorts down her hips and thighs. When she finally stepped out of the shorts and stood up she felt Billy behind her.
"What are you doing here Rosie?" She could hear the must in his voice as it dropped an octave or two causing it to be deeper than usual.
She bent over not caring if he was right behind her to grab the lollipop from her bag. Billy cursed under his breath as he felt her rub against him. Seven turned around to face the boy who did nothing but stare at her as if he was in a trance.
"Is there something you wanted Billy?" She asked innocently, while she unwrapped the lollipop, waiting for him to answer. When Billy was about to open his mouth to speak, Seven placed the lollipop into her mouth and sucked on it slowly, while staring directly into his eyes.
"No, um, I j-ust wanted to know why you were here." Seven felt a stance sense if pride as she watched him fumble over his words, knowing she was the only one capable of making him do that.
She pulled the candy out of her mouth with a pop and answered him innocently.
"To swim." Not waiting for him to answer, she sidestepped him and exited the changing room, leaving Billy with an obvious hard on that he would have to hide before he went back to his shift.
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Seven was now seated on a lounge chair that was beside Karen Wheeler and a few other middle aged women. She was busy reading a book while trying to get a tan when she accidentally heard the women's thoughts, not really accidental as they were aggressive.
The images that graced her mind made her blood boil. They were all imagining that they were sleeping with her boyfriend, she looked up to the lifeguard's chair and saw that Billy had already made it back as he was staring at her intensely.
She took a peek into his mind even though she had promised him she wouldn't. She felt a blush travel across her cheeks as she saw him envisioning her on all fours as he took her from behind. She closed her book and got up from the lounge chair and went into the water.
Billy watched as she swam, not taking his eyes off of her for one second. When he saw she was about to reach his end of the pool, he stepped down from the lifeguard's chair and grabbed a towel.
When Seven got out of the water she wasn't surprised to see Billy standing before her.
"Looking good, Rosie." He said to her flirtatiously. "Perfect form."
She took the towel from him that he was handing to her and she felt herself become flustered. She never really understood how Billy was so good at making her feel this way."I try." She said to him with a blush traveling down her neck.
"I could give you some swimming lessons if you'd like." He was slowly leaning into her as he spoke and she clenched her thighs unknowingly as she inhaled the pleasant mixture of, cigarettes, chlorine and his colonge.
"I know all the positions, butterfly, breaststroke." Billy wore a smug grin as he chewed his gum while he watched her confident facade crumble under his gaze.
Seven was actually become frustrated, not just sexually, but at the fact that boy seemed to have forgotten their argument.
"Enough Billy." She said to him causing the boy to tense slightly. He was afraid of what she would say, their argument playing over in his head like a broken record.
"Of what princess?" He asked, not wanting to talk about their argument.
"You can't just pretend like it didn't happen." Her tone was cold as she gazed at him wanting to have a serious conversation with him.
"I will if it helps me get over the fact that you're leaving." She felt her anger dissipate at the vulnerable look on his face.
"I'm not going to be gone for long, I'll try to be back as soon as I can, but I have to do this." She tried to explain to him.
"Why?" He asked again and she could tell that this was deeper than him not wanting her to leave because he would her.
"If I don't do this, you and everyone else that I care about could get hurt and I can't risk that."
"And what if you get hurt, and you don't come back."
She felt her heart pound at his concern and worry. She put a hand on his cheek rubbing her thumb against it softly and spoke.
"I'll always come back to you." She kissed his lips softly and she could feel the women she was sitting next to bore holes into them. When she pulled away she looked at Billy with a soft smile.
"When do you leave?" He asked knowing he couldn't convince her to stay.
"Tomorrow." He clenched his fists at her answer feeling angry with himself, as he knew if he hadn't been such an ass he could've spent more with her before she left.
"I'm taking you out tonight." He declared causing her smile to widened.
"Where?" Her eyes sparkled and Billy couldn't help but laugh a little at her excitement.
"I'll surprise you, but be ready at eight, okay?"
"Okay." She replied, not knowing that tonight would the night a monster would fight its way into Billy's soul and strip him away to nothing.
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