full circle [UNDER EDITING] (stranger things Billy hargrove Steve harrington)

evening rain

Emilies pov

I stumbled to the front door. The party had got a little out of hand. I placed the ciggerette between my lips. The click of the lighter set my mind at ease. My head was spinning. Everyone got into a conversation of brab. Poor girl. Didn't deserve what she got. I opened the front door. The rain bounced off the pavement. I took a drag of the ciggerette. I need to go home and lie down. I need to... just be somewhere. I began to walk. I don't know for how long. Or where I was going. But this seemed like a good way to sober up a little.  I had no idea how long I'd walked for but. I couldn't think. I was really wet. My normally styled hair was dripping down my back. There was a sudden bright light in front of me. When I realised I had been walking down the middle of the road. A door opened. "Get in doll" I laughed "I'm not getting in your car. Hargrove" he chuckled. Walking over to me. "You're soaking wet... let me drive you home." With his arm around my waist I was lead to the car. "Jeez Emilie you're wasted. Where were you?" I closed my eyes trying to remember "erm... steves party..." he hummed almost laughed "anyone know you left?" I shook my head "I don't think so" he smiled "Let's get you home." He started the car lighting a ciggerette. "Here. You look like you need a smoke" I managed to muster a no. We drove and drove. Until his hand landed on my thigh "you okay?" I nodded my head still spinning. I closed my eyes until the car came to a stop. "Where are we Billy..." His hand still on my leg. "Shhhhh Shhhhh doll. You just stay right there." I let out a whimper unable to think clearly. "Billy. I want to go back to steves" I felt his hand slide up my skirt. "Billy stop." He stayed still "get off me!" I shoved his hand away. Catching the glove compartment. The lid swung down hitting my leg. I opened my eyes. The moonlight reflected off of a blade. I looked at him. "You weren't supposed to see that." He shut the compartment "Billy... let me out of this car." He chuckled "Billy I mean it let me out of this car!" I tried the door. "Fine." I huffed. I started banging my elbow against the glass. "Hey! Stop it!" He grabbed my wrist. "Then let me out!" He chuckled. "Fine. You wanna go back to steve. Let's go." He started the car. The moment he drove I knew it was a mistake. He drove at unbelievable speeds on the wrong side of the road. "BILLY SLOW DOWN!" I grabbed the door handle to brace myself a little. The car slammed to a halt. My head smacked against the dash knocking me back against my seat. "We're here." He got out of the car walking round to my side. I raised my hand to my forehead looking at my blood coated fingers. As the door was ripped open. Billys firm grip stung as he yanked my hair forcing me out of his car. The blood mixed with the water on my face making the bleed look ten times worse. I was slammed against the grass as I lost balance. "Get up!" Billys anger showed when I was yanked back to my feet. Tears began to run down my face. I couldn't take it. "BILLY LET GO!" I screamed. The music inside the house cut. "HARRINGTON! GET YOUR ARSE OUT HERE! I GOT SOMETHING THAT BELONGS TO YOU!" Billys voice boomed through the now silent street.  The front door opened. "What the hell do you want hargrove!" He shouted. Billys grip tightened on my hair. I let out a cry as Billy laughed. "Just returning this." I was shoved against a stiff object. Steves arms caught me. "Jesus christ. Look at me. Come on baby. Look at me" I looked up at him a crowd begun to gather outside watching our every move. Steves face twisted in anger as he looked at Billy.  "You son of a bitch. What the hell did I tell you!" He went for Billy. Grabbing his hand I pulled him back. "Steve please. Leave it. Please" he stopped looking back at me. "Tell me now. You tell me if he did this to you" I huffed looking down nodding. Steve let out a breath. "Better listen to your bitch harrington. Leave it" Steve turned around hitting Billy with one swift movement "don't you ever touch her again." He looked back at me. "Come on" his expression  was more concerned than angry. He held my hand walking me back in the house. We stopped just outside the door "hey harrington!" Steve turned around. "Surprised you didn't ask why she was with me in the first place." Steve turned his back on Billy lookig at tommy "party's over. Get everyone out of here"

Ashlee's pov

I sat in the kitchen cleaning up emilies cuts. Steve stood with his back to us leaning against the counter. "Steve... I'm sorry...." he turned around. "What for. This wasn't your fault. Did you ask him to hit you?" She shook her head. He pressed his lips together in a tight line. "Why were you with him baby..." she wouldn't meet his eyes. "I was walking... I don't remember much. Just him pulling over and putting me in the car. He asked werid questions... he wanted to know if anyone knew I left... I don't remember a lot after that... I just wanted to come back to you... and he was driving really fast..." she stopped talking like she wanted to say more but wouldn't.  I cleaned the blood off her face. "Want me to drop you home?" I looked at her. Her eyes met steves. "Can I stay with you tonight... I don't want to be alone" she sighed walking over pulling her against it. "You'll never be alone. Go sit down" she looked up at him "there's something else." I looked at her. "We were fighting and I opened the glove box... Steve he had a knife..." Steve pulled her closer "don't worry. He won't tour you again" steves eyes met mine. In that moment. We both thought the same thing. What if he wanted her dead. He picked her up placing her on the side standing holding her hands. "You need to tell me if he hurt you anymore." She seemed like she was holding back. "No... he didn't" Steve nodded lookig down. His eyebrows came together in a frown. He ran his figure tips under the fabric of her dress slowly moving it up. My heart sank and the bruised hand print black against her skin. Steve stepped back. "I'm gonna smash his face in." She wouldn't look up. "Emilie. You tell me the whole story. And you tell me now." She let out a cry. "I don't remember.  Steve I swear. I don't know what he did. All I remember is what I told you." I decided I wanted to pay Billy a visit. "Steve she's telling the truth.  She doesn't know." He walked over to the corner "What are you doing" Emilie jumped off the counter top lookig at him "Steve no." He turned around bat in hand.  "I swear I'll kill that motherfucker if it's the last thing I do"