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Now here you go again, you say you want your freedom
Well, who am I to keep you down?
Staring down at Max's envelope in front of you, you knew life was about to change. Well, a lot had changed over the last few months. People in your life had disappeared. You wanted out after the love of your life sacrificed himself to save the whole world. You knew he had done some stupid things, but that was him. Stoic to others, a child at heart to you.
It's only right that you should play the way you feel it
But listen carefully to the sound of your loneliness
Your finger fidgeted, fearing the letters that rested on the paper inside.
If you kept your walkman on and headphones secure, then you would be fine...right?
That's what they told you. But the headache had become overpowering. Unbearable at most.
The soft music that was Fleetwood Mac silenced the outside world with the lyrics of Dreams.
Thunder only happens when it's raining
Players only love you when they're playing
You sometimes would wonder if the world was playing you. With all that happened, it was as if everything was against you. Billy wasn't, even until the end.
A soft touch on your shoulder shifted your thoughts, looking up you met with kind blue eyes.
His mouth moved, but you couldn't hear anything over the music.
Ceasing the poetic words of Stevie Nicks, and slipping back into the corruption that is reality.
"What?" You rested your headphones around your neck. You gave the young boy your full attention.
"I, uh...I was just wondering how you were doing... you know with all that's going on."
A giggle escaped you as you watched the young boy play with the tip of his cap. Dustin Henderson was nervous. Not for the sake of a crush, but for the sake of losing his best friend. His sister. Placing a reassuring hand on your brother's shoulder, you gave it a lite squeeze.
"Dusty, listen. I'm fine. I'm not going anywhere... This Vecna is not taking me away from you. Hell, I'll personally shove my thumbs in its eyes if it does... Okay?"
You carefully watched the young boy, waiting for his bright eyes to meet yours. Blinking away tears, his puffy blue eyes met yours.
"Okay." He whispered, pulling you into a hug.
Pushing your face into his shoulder, you took a deep breath in. Cinnamon and cologne filled your senses. Calming you in an instant. The only other person besides your mother that had this effect on you, had been Billy. But he now had been replaced with Dustin.
"Thank you." You breathed into your little brother's shoulder.
Pulling away you looked up at the growing boy in front of you and smiled.
"I love you, you know that. Dustin."
Nodding his head your brother wiped his tears and smiled.
"Now go kick 'em dead." You threw a fist in the air, in all attempts to look 'cool'.
Letting out a slight chuckle Dustin shook his head, before heading over to Steve.
Smiling to yourself you placed your headphones on. Drowning out the rest of the world.
Missing the smiling figure, watching you with such adoration.
If only he were alive.
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A/N: Yay my first imagine! I hope you liked it. There will be more to come :) Please send through any requests. images sourced via Pinterest and Tumblr... Yes, I do have Tumblr haha.
