I wish I Was Your Lover♡Steve Harrington

Chapter Eleven: " Im in S(pain)."

"I don't understand. Have you seen this before?" Robin asked as they rushed down the stairs.

"All you need to know is it's bad." Dustin rushed.

"It's really bad." Steve added.
"Like, end of the world as we know it bad?" Evie asked.

"That bad." Dustin answered.
"And you know about this, how?" Robin asked as Evie waited for an answer.

"Um, Steve? Where's your Russian friend?" Erica interrupted as she looked to the floor in which was spotless.

An alarm started to blare. "Shit." Steve mumbled, rushing to peer out the door.

Men outside noticed and rushed at the door, but Steve closed it in time.

Steve raced through doors with the others behind him.

A bunch of men stood in the room and raced after them as they ran down the stairs.

They stopped at a strobe coming from the machine.

"Fuck." Evie mumbled as Russians cornered them.

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit." Dustin shrieked.

"This way." Steve yelled pushing a guard aside as they raced down another set of stairs.

More men cornered them so Steve pushed empty giant cans down in front of the guards.

They ran through another door and held it close as Russians banged on the door.

Evie pushed with all her strength along with Steve to keep the door closed.

Robin ran back to them and placed her body on the door to.

Dustin and Erica found an exit.
"Come on." Dustin shrieked.

"Go! Just get out of here!" Steve yelled.

"Come on." Dustin yelled not taking no for an answer.

"Go! Just get out!" Steve yelled.
"I won't forget you." Dustin yelled.

"Go!" Robin, Evie, and Steve yelled in unison.

Dustin pulled the vent over top of himself.

The Russians banged the door open causing them to stumble to the floor.

The Russians held their guns pointed to them.

Evie held her hands up in surrender with Robin and Steve copying her.

Robin, Steve, and Evie each were picked up and dragged to separate rooms. They scremaed for each other but the Russians ignored them.

A tall,muscular Russian man who wore the same uniform as the other Russians tired her up and sat her down on a chair.

He stared at her for a good moment. Evie looked down at her shoes uncomfortably and started to shake with terror.

He swiftly walked closer to her and lifted her chin, making her eyes meet his.

She moved her chin out of his grasp, in which he landed a hard strike across her cheek.

Her eyes teared up as the stinging sensation started to kick in.

"Please, just let us go. We won't tell anyone." She pleaded.

"Tsk tsk tsk." He sounded dragging a finger down her jawline.

"No can do, sweetheart." He smirked.
She clenched her teeth as he laughed.
"Now who do you work for?" He asked.

"Scoops ahoy." She mumbled. She felt another stinging sensation on her cheek as he dropped his hand.