They Call us The Freaks...

A Two-Time Thing

TW!
~ Light/ medium smut
~ Profanity
~ Mention of w33d & alc0h0l

Beginning to hate Chrissy frfr

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Tuesday

Steve was just about to leave his house to go collect Robin and Dustin for school. It's the basketball championship game today and a dnd campaign on at the same time that they needed a sub for Lucas, considering he was on the basketball team and needed to be at the game instead of the campaign, and even though he was always a bencher every game, he still had to be there.

"Where are you going?" Steve's dad asks him as he hops down the last step of the stairs to the floor.

"I'm...dropping my friends off at school." Steve replies and grabs his keys from the table beside the front door.

"Why? You don't go there anymore."

"I know, but-"

"Don't answer me back! I just asked you a simple question you don't have to be a bitch about it." His dad turns around and stumbles into the kitchen.

Steve mutters something under his breath and slams the front door shut, he angrily gets into his car and turns on the engine.

When he gets to Robin's house, he sees her just walking out the door so he twists the mirror and looks at himself. He rubs his eyes and fluffs up his hair, Robin opens the passenger door and he puts on a fake smile for her.

Robin gets in and furrows her eyebrows. "You okay?" She asks. Robin was always good at sensing there was something wrong, maybe not with everyone but with Steve and Chloe...it's like a sixth sense.

Steve sighs and pushes the mirror back to where it was. "Just...my dad."

Robin frowns and rubs Steve's arm for comfort. "I'm sorry." She says softly.

"Don't be. I'm used to it, it just always...you know what...never mind. I'm sorry. Let's just go pick up Dustin and, yeah." He drives out of Robin's driveway and heads down the road while Robin starts digging around in her bag.

Steve peeks over and starts laughing. "What are you doing?"

"I'm trying to find my mascara."

"I see, I see."

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Chloe is dressed and ready to go to school but decides to wait until Steve is there for Dustin until she left. The pair were just sitting on the porch, talking about the dnd campaign that the Hellfire Club would be doing later.

"You still haven't talked properly to Mike yet, have you?" Dustin asks her.

Chloe shakes her head and laughs. "He still refuses to talk to me about anything other than I'm wrong."

"It's been weeks....weeks!"

"I know! But, he's wrong so he should be the bigger person and talk to me first."

"Technically...you do talk to him, you just always call him a bitch."

"And then he gets madder and adds another week to our 'no talking' sentence."

"True. Very tr- oh, here he is." Dustin points to Steve's car pulling into their driveway and he stands up, taking his bag with him.

"That's my cue to go." Chloe gets up after him and walks over to her motorbike which was just resting on the stick, sunbathing in the cold weather and under the almost black clouds.