Rhiannon // Max Mayfield

13: Don't cream your pants

Steve turns to all the teens, "Stay here, stay quiet," He instructs, putting his tea towel down and standing just in front of the open door while Billy steps out of his car.

The kids watched silently though the window as Billy stepped closer to Steve.

"Am i dreaming or is that you Harrington?" Billy asks the boy, lighting up the cigarette between his lips.

"Yea it's me," Steve says, putting his hands on his hips like a middle aged woman, "Don't cream your pants."

Billy slams his car door closed and throws his jacket through the open window before turning back to Steve, "What are you doing here, Amigo?"

"I could ask you the same thing," Steve says to the boy as he stepped closer, "Amigo."

"Looking for my stepsister," Billy answers, taking a long drag from his cigarette, still balanced between his lips, "A little birdie told me she was here."

"Huh, that's weird," Steve says, doing a pretty good job at faking confusion, "I don't know her."

Billy raises his hand and pinched two fingers together; "Small, redhead? Bit of a bitch." he stated.

"Doesn't ring a bell." Steve says, he knew Billy wasn't a good person but describing his kid sister that way made Steve angry, "Sorry, buddy."

Billy takes the cigarette from between his lips and looks down for a moment and then sighs, "You know, I don't know, this..." he pauses and clicks his tongue, "This whole situation, Harrington, I don't know. It's giving me the heebie-jeebies."

"Oh, yeah? why's that?" Steve asks, just wanting Billy to get lost.

"My thirteen year old sister goes missing all day. And then i find her with you in a stranger's house. And then you lie to me about it," Billy says, taking a drag from his cigarette.

"Man, were you dropped too much as a child or what?" Steve laughs to himself as Billy puffs smoke into his face, "I don't know what you don't understand about what i just said. She's not here.

"Then who is that?"

As soon as Billy said that Steve turned to look at the window where Lucas and Max were peeking out, the other three being more subtle and unseen. They all dived down quickly, already knowing their cover was blown.

"Did he see you?" Dustin asked, the other two.

"Obviously!" Alex hissed, staggering out of the main room and to Will's so Billy didn't see her, nor know she was there. Max had warned her that he wasn't a fan, having seen the two girls arguing outside school a few days prior. Alex didn't want him to turn on her, as injured as she was, he could probably kill her. She stands in the doorway, she could still see everything going on but she couldn't be seen.

The front door bangs open, Billy Hargrove strolling in casually. "Well, well, well," he slams the door behind him and stalks over to Lucas. "Lucas Sinclair. What a surprise, I thought i told you to stay away from him Max."

"Billy, go away," Max pleads, Alex could practically hear her telling herself not to sound nervous.

"You disobeyed me... and you know what happens when you disobey me... I break things." Billy says, a cocky smirk on his face. He stalks over to Lucas and balls his shirt up in his hands, pushing the younger boy against the wall.