𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 -- s. harrington

→ fifteen.

"I'M- I'M SORRY," Will stuttered, causing everyone in the room to look at him with furrowed eyebrows. His whole body was shaking, not from the cold but from fear and guilt. He knew what was about to happen to the people in the tunnels and there was nothing he could do to stop them.

          Valorie stood up from her seat and rushed over to Will, shaking off Mike's grip on her hand when he tried to stop her. "What does that mean, Will?" She asked and rested her hand on Will's shoulder, furrowing her eyebrows at him.

          "What? What do you mean, sweetie?" Joyce asked, causing her son and Valorie to look at her.

          "He made me do it," Will replied and widened his eyes at his mother.

          "Who? Who made you do what?" Joyce asked and stood up from her seat, resting her hands on her son's arms.

          Valorie backed away from Will and looked down and Mike as he looked up at her with wide eyes. They both knew what was going on. Neither of them were listening to what Will was saying as they stared at each other, connecting all the dots and clues. Valorie and Mike looked away from each other at the same time, their wide eyes landing on Will as he went on about how they shouldn't have upset him.

          "The spy," Mike said and looked back up at Valorie. He swallowed a lump in his throat and blinked at the girl standing in front of him. "The spy!" He screamed and shot up from his seat, grabbing onto Valorie's hand as he ran toward the door. Mike pulled the girl along with him and glanced back at her.

          It all clicked for her at once and made her head hurt. It all made sense now. "Will's the spy."

* * * *

"Hello?" A familiar voice from beyond the tree line called out that made Andrea's heart leap. The voice belonged to none other than Jonathan Byers. "Who's there?" He called out, watching the light beams shine through the woods.

          Andrea darted through the woods, ignoring Steve yelling for her to stop. She pushed low lying branches away and jumped over fallen logs. Andrea stepped out of the woods and ran down over the hill toward Jonathan and Nancy Wheeler who were looking at her with furrowed eyebrows and wide eyes. "Jonathan!" The blonde yelled and ran into her friend, throwing her arms around him tightly.

          "Jesus, Andrea," Jonathan sighed and wrapped his arms tightly around the girl's frame, burying his face in the crook of her neck. "I'm so glad you're okay," he said and pulled away from the girl, furrowing his eyebrows at the cut on her face. "Where did that come from?"

          "I'll explain everything later, I promise," she said and smiled at Jonathan. She glanced at Nancy and rested her hand on her arm, offering her a small smile. "I'm glad you're both okay."

          Nancy looked back up at the woods, furrowing her eyebrows once again. "Steve?" She questioned, causing Andrea to turn around and face the boy as he strolled out of the woods with the kids trailing behind him.

          "Nancy?" Steve questioned as his group neared Andrea, Jonathan and Nancy.

          "Jonathan?" Dustin said and furrowed his eyebrows at his best friend's older brother.

          "What're you doing here?" Nancy asked and crossed her arms over her chest as she looked back and forth between Andrea and Steve, confusion washing over her. As far as she knew, Andrea and Steve weren't talking and they definitely weren't friends so what happened between the two in a couple of days?