𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘵𝘴 ~ 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧

Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten:
Softball
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"Are you guys fucking stupid? Get away from the window." Ramona hissed as they peered out the window. "Putos ninõs. Ridícula!"

The four quickly moved to the side, leaving room for Ramona to lean against the widow sill and peer out. Her blood ran cold as Billy turned, locking eyes with Ramona. The four quickly ducked away, panic setting in.

"Shit! Did he see us?" Dustin asked, looking up at Ramona who still had her eyes trained on Steve. A gasp left her parted lips as Billy roughly shoved him to the ground before kicking him in the stomach. Ramona straightened her back, standing from the couch.

"Hey! What the hell do you think you're gonna do to him? He's like.. twice your size!" Mike hissed quietly, clamping his hand over her wrist.

Max, Lucas, and Dustin quickly stood up and walked over to face the door, each of them clearly worried for what would come next. Ramona let out a huff as she pulled her wrist from Mike's grasp.

"All of you, stay behind me." Ramona commanded him, planting her feet and crossing her arms as she set her gaze firmly on the door. Max visibly jumped as the door opened, revealing a very angry Billy.

"Well, well, well." He slammed the door behind him, "Lucas Sinclair. What a surprise."

Ramona glared at the older boy, stepping in front of him and Max rather than Max and Dustin. "Watch it, Billy."

Billy ignored her, instead setting his gaze on Max. "I thought I told you to stay away from him, Max. Let alone her."

"Billy, go away." Max said, fear flashing in her eyes momentarily.

"You disobeyed me.. and you know what happens when you disobey me." Billy said lowly, "I break things."

In the blink of an eye, Billy had thrown the girl like she was a ragdoll to the floor and grabbed Lucas by the collar. She winced as her arm began to throb, but the girl ignored it. Ramona stood up quickly, rushing over and jumping onto Billy's back. "Let him go!"

"Billy, stop!" Max cried out, "Stop it!"

Ramona took in strangled breaths as she tried to get Billy to let Lucas go. She pulled at his neck, but the boy was much stronger than she was. "Let him go!"

Billy released one hand, reaching back and gripping Ramona's bandaged arm tightly, causing the girl to yelp as he peeled her off of him. A grunt left her lips as her body collided to the ground. Max tore her eyes from Billy and Lucas to Ramona, a sigh of relief escaping her when the girl got back up.

"Since Maxine won't listen to me, maybe you will. Stay away from her. Stay away from her! You hear me?"

Ramona huffed, anger flooding her veins as she watched Lucas struggle. An idea popped into her mind as she jumped onto his back again, jabbing her thumbs into his eyes. "And I said get the fuck away from him!"

Billy let out a grunt in pain as Ramona increased the pressure on his eyes. Lucas inhaled sharply, lifting his foot and nailing the boy between his legs. Billy grunted loudly, his anger heightening as he glared at him. He straightened his back, knocking Ramona to the ground again as he set his glare on Lucas. "You are so dead, Sinclair! So dead!"

"No. You are." Steve said, forcing Billy to look at him.

"Oh, fuck." Ramona muttered, scrambling to stand up as Steve's fist collided with Billy's face.

Billy laughed loudly, wiping the corner of his mouth with his thumb as Ramona pushed the kids behind her. "Looks like you got some fire in you after all, huh? I've been waiting to meet this King Steve everybody's been telling me so much about!"

Steve narrowed his eyes at Billy, glancing over at Ramona for a split second. "Get out."

Steve dodged a punch Billy had thrown at him, instead knocking Billy into the table. Ramona blinked as Dustin pushed past her. "Yes! Kick his ass, Steve! Murder the son of a bitch! Now! Now!"

Ramona watched as Steve threw punch after punch at the taller boy. A gasp left her lips as Billy smashed a plate over Steve's head.

Rage flooded Billy as he stomped towards Steve and grabbbed him by the shirt collar. Ramona instinctively raised her hands to her chest, wrapping her fingers around the cross necklace she wore. The sleeves of Steve's jacket covered her hands as she watched in worry.

"No one tells me what to do." Billy said lowly before knocking Steve to the ground. "Whoo! Get up. Get up."

"Hey! Back the fuck off of him!" Ramona shouted, taking a book Mike had handed her and launching it towards him.

Billy turned to glare at her, he raised a threatening finger as his face flooded red from the anger he felt. "I'll deal with you later, bitch."

Ramona felt worry wash over her as she watched Billy drop to his knees and throw punch after punch at Steve's face. No matter how much she wanted to move, to try and pry Billy off of Steve, she didn't. She couldn't move. "Get the fuck off of him, you psycho!"

Her trance was broken as Max pushed past her and stabbed Billy in the neck with a needle. The boy raised his shaky hand, pulling the needle from his neck as he stumbled forward. "The hell is this? You little shit, what did you do?"

Ramona ignored him, instead wasting no time as she rushed forward and landed on her knees beside Steve to assess his injuries. The sound of Billy's body colliding to the ground was muffled in her ears as she took Steve's face into her hands. "Hey, Harrington. Can you hear me?"

Steve mumbled something, clearly falling in and out of consciousness. Max's yellomg in the background hardly even fazed Ramona as she lightly smacked Steve's face, trying to wake him up. "Hey, hey! Wake the fuck up. Harrington. You can't fall asleep!"

Ramona huffed, inhaling slowly as Steve knitted his eyebrows together, clearly confused on what was going on or where he even was. "Harrington! Harrington, look, you gotta stay awake.. I got a concussion in softball once and it wasn't good. Keep your fuckin' eyes open!"

"Hu-" Steve blinked slowly before his head fell back and his eyes fell shut.

"Steve!" Ramona called, "Damnit, Steve!"

"Ramona!" The girl turned her head to look at the source of the voice.

"What?" She hissed, "I'm a little busy here, since Harrington decided to take a little nap-"

Max raised the car keys, dangling them from her finger, "Let's get out of here."

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{ A/n: When she finally calls him Steve but he wasn't even awake to hear it and have his heart go bOOooOom BoOm }

{ Translations: Fucking kids, ridiculous }

{ Edited: No }