STARCROSSED ▷ steve harrington

07. the spy - part one

CHAPTER SEVEN - THE SPY
PART ONE

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"WAIT A SECOND," Steve demanded after Dustin explained why they were going to his house. Jackie stared outside the windshield, gnawing at her lip, struggling to wrap her head around the entire thing. Steve's hand was still on the wheel even though the car was in park, and he was looking at Dustin in disbelief. "How big?"

"Big."

"I swear to God, man, it's just some little lizard," Steve insisted, and Jackie pressed a palm to her eye, holding back a groan. Her brain felt ready to explode.

"It's not!"

"How do you know it's not?" Steve pressed on, clearly not believing him. Jackie couldn't blame him. The entire thing felt like a big prank on her.

"Because his face opened up and he ate my cat!" Dustin snapped, and Steve grew quiet, quirking an eyebrow, before he nodded slowly in understanding.

"That thing was not a lizard," Jackie cut in. "I don't know what it was, but it definitely wasn't that."

"You've seen it?" Steve asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, I helped Dustin look for it." I just can't believe he ate your cat. She was completely stunned that something so small that could fit in your palm three days ago was now the size of a golden retriever. A thought sprung on her suddenly, and she turned in her seat, narrowing her eyes accusingly at Dustin. "You told us you didn't find him when we were searching at the school."

Dustin's face paled slightly. "I lied, okay? Jeez, I didn't want Lucas to get all pissy at me."

"Uh," Jackie gave him a look. "He kinda ate your cat. I think Lucas was in the right here."

They climbed out of the car, and made their way to the back of the vehicle. Steve popped the trunk, and pulled out the bat Dustin had mentioned. Her eyes scanned it in shock. "This is insane. Why the hell do you even have that?"

"Yeah, I thought so too." Steve admitted, looking back to Dustin who started to walk towards his house.

Jackie grunted. "Okay, guess we're going."

They walked to Dustin's backyard, and the youngest boy lead them to the cellar entrance. The three of them stared at the doors in silence, trying to listen for any sound of movement, or any indicator that something was alive down there. Steve leaned forward so he could get a better idea of what he was dealing with. "I don't hear shit," he stated after a minute.

Jackie straightened from her crouching position. "Yeah, me either. Are you sure you didn't imagine it? I mean Dart was small."

"No, Jackie," Dustin defended himself a little sharply. "I didn't imagine my cat getting eaten on my bedroom floor okay? I'm also not lying. So open the damn door. He's in there."

Steve reluctantly tapped the door with the bat in his hands, clearly hoping to get some sort of reaction. The sound echoed through the eerie forest behind them, but there was no other sign of anything in the basement. Steve hit the door again, harder this time, and no noise came from below.

"Do things like Dart take naps or something, Dustin?" Jackie asked, glancing to him. "Because otherwise there's nothing down there."

Steve turned to Dustin, flashing the light in his eyes, making Jackie let out a giggle. "Alright, listen kid if this is some sort of Halloween prank, and you dragged Jackie and I out here for nothing—you're dead."

"It's not," Dustin protested.

"All right?"

"It's not a prank!"