Y/n's pov
Lucas and I coasted down Old Cherry Road, our bikes coming closer and closer to what I pointed out to be Max's house. As we approached my ears
perked up upon hearing muffled rock music blasting
from inside one of the many houses. We knew this
is the one we've been looking for when we
recognize the car Max had climbed into many
times. And more importantly, the one that nearly
ran us and our friends over.
"This is it." I spoke up as the both of us dropped our bikes in the driveway.
Climbing the steps quickly I looked over at Lucas and grabbed his hand, squeezing it gently.
He let out a breath and smiled at me before ringing the doorbell.
-3rd person's pov-
Inside, Billy hardly fights the anger rising in his
chest at the doorbell that keeps ringing. He
continued his set, his fuse shortening when it goes
unanswered.
With an angered grunt, he dropped the bar and grabbed his cigarette from his lips.
"Max, are you getting that or what?" He roared.
An impressive huff escaped her, her eyes rolling to
the back of her head briefly in disdain.
"Okay!" She snapped, chucking her half taped board
on her mattress before standing.
The doorbell rings once more, and not a second
later does Billy continue to berate her.
"I swear to God, Max!"
She stomped down the hall in a fury, making an
effort to glare menacingly at her stepbrother in a
last act of defiance. She moved swiftly around his
equipment, hair flying behind her as her speed
increased with every frantic ring of the doorbell.
She ripped the door open, expecting to deal with
another noise complaint from Billy's music that
would somehow get her in trouble, but what she
found was much worse.
Lucas and Y/n stood on the porch to her horror and fear for the girl's safety, she knew if she was caught here again, there was no telling what Billy would do to her.
——
Flashback
——
"Bye, Y/n!" Max called to the girl as she closed the door behind her.
"That your new friend, Max?" Billy came up behind her.
"Uh, yeah-" Max's face was confused.
"There are certain types of people you stay away from in life, and that girl, Max, is one of them. I see you two hanging out again and I'm gonna hurt her, so you stay away, Max, okay? Stay away!" Billy's voice echoed out upon the living room.
Max's face flashed hot with tears welling in her eyes at her step brother's sudden outburst.
——
Flashback ends
——
Her head whipped around to the living room,
grateful Billy had his back turned. Quickly, she
stepped outside closing the door behind her.
Y/n's pov
"What are you doing here?" Max's voice was urgent and hushed.
"We have proof," Lucas said.
"What?" She asked, taken slightly aback.
"Proof that what we told you was real. But we have
to hurry." I said.
"What kind of proof? Like Eleven, proof, or something I'm gonna regret seeing later, proof?"
Lucas and I glanced at each other nervously.
——
Max made her way to her window and slid it open.
Just as she had instructed, Lucas and I waited outside her window.
"Come on, hop on!" I said urgently, beckoning her down.
Max quickly climbed through the window, her feet
planting on the small landing just below and
jumping onto the grass. She quickly took a seat
behind me, grabbing my shoulders as she leaned
around me to speak.
"This better be good." She said.
"It will be." I nodded, and with that, we pedalled around the house and down the road.
——
The sun had reached it's highest point when we
arrived at the familiar landscape of the old
scrapyard.
Coming down from the other side of the junkyard's hills and trailing raw meat behind them was none other than Dustin and Steve Harrington.
They dumped the remnants of meat in a pile but looked up when Lucas called from the hill we were descending.
"I said medium-well!"
Dustin had the most relieved face ever and he waved to Lucas and I as I beamed down at him and Lucas sent a wave back.
Dustin's eyes focused on Max and he seemed unable to look away as we walked down the small hill and towards them.
"Y/n, Lucas, come here." Dustin's voice sounded like he was about to lecture us.
"You told her?" Dustin hissed.
Lucas, Dustin and I were huddled behind one of
several abandoned vehicles exchanging hushed
words. After proper introductions, Max and Steve
had set to work and had begun to build their base.
"So what?" Lucas says.
"So what?" Dustin laughed dryly.
"You wanted to tell her, too." I shrugged.
"But I didn't, all right? We all agreed not to tell her and to look for Dart." He said.
"Who you conveniently found." Lucas said.
"Are you suggesting that I'm lying?" Dustin got defensive.
"We're saying, you have a creepy little bond with him." I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, that was before he turned into a demogorgon." Dustin said.
"And you haven't heard from Mike?" Lucas asked, slightly irritated.
"No." Dustin said.
"Or will?" I asked.
"No." Dustin's tone rose slightly.
"Hopper?" Lucas asked hopefully.
"No! No one is around." Dustin said, frustrated. "Why do you think I'm with Steve Harrington? Something's-"
"Wrong." I finished, sighing. "I agree. Which
is why need as much help as we can get."
We heard a soft grunt from across the yard
and we rose to our feet and peeked through the
vacant window of the car. Max was piling several
sheets of metal against the bus closing off weak
spots underneath.
"She didn't believe us anyways." Lucas said.
A small smirk formed on Dustin's face. "You probably didn't tell it right."
"That's gotta be it." I looked up at him, smiling at his stupid words.
The three of us shared a weak laugh and rose to face each other.
Lucas extended his hand to Dustin.
"So, we good?"
Dustin's eyes fell to his friend's hand and he smiled.
"Hey!" A loud crash behind Dustin startled us
and we turned to find Steve glaring at us. "Dickheads! How come the only one helping
me out is this random girl? We lose light in forty
minutes. Let's go."
We only stared at him as he retreated to the bus,
reluctantly following. Steve gestured for us to
move, his voice increasingly rising in anger.
"Let's go, I said!"
We picked up speed and each grumble a response.
"Alright, asshole!" Dustin snapped with a whine.
"Jeez, we're coming!" I scoffed at the older boy.
"Okay! Stupid." Lucas rolled his eyes.
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