Feel Something *•.¸♡ Steve Harrington ♡¸.•*

Chapter four

Feel something
Chapter four: the body

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SALEM THORN HADN'T EXPECTED TO WAKE UP TO THE NEWS OF WILL BYERS BEING FOUND DEAD. He had even felt at fault,since he never had helped Jonathan with the search.

The house Luke had gotten was two stories. Salem had liked this house better than his old one. The boy walked down the stairs,almost tripping down them as his steps where quick. He had went towards the counter,quickly placing two breads. "That doesn't work."

Salem turned around,staring at his father has he pushed down the lever for the toaster. When the bread sliced had been lowered,soon shooting up and being toasted.

Luke made his way towards it,now also seeing that Salem had put some bacon onto a pan. "Since,when do you cook breakfast? Willingly I mean?" The younger boy glanced at his father,the glance turning to a playful glare.
"I'm skating a school,have fun with the rat poisoned bacon." Salem voice came out playful,his father screaming after him his bacon would be worth being poisoned.

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Salem Thorn hadn't seen either of the people he has spoken to since Steve smashes Jonathan's camera,then later on returning Steve's clothing then later on,when Steve had showed up at his house.

He had decided to search for Steve later,as he couldn't find the boy and he was already late for class.

But,Salem was hardly paying attention. His mind had kept flashing back to the moments of his hatred memories. When the door opened,his head didn't move up like everyone else's. "Salem Thorn."

The boy's name being called had confused him. The boy got up,following the one. But,he never expected to see his father. He slowly approached the table,looking at his father confused. "So,this argument,between Nancy and Barb,were you apart of it?"

Salem gave a confused face. "No,actually I've only ever spoke to them on...maybe three other occasions." The cop's eyes shifted from the boy to his father. "Why'd you go if you don't really speak to them?"

Salem's hand slid through his hair,remembering how his wet hair was one of the fist things his father noticed. "Steve,he wanted to apologize for how one of his friends was acting like a jerk." The cop's gaze never left the boy,thinking he was hiding something. "So,he invited you to the same place his friend were? Did any of you have anything in common?"

Salem lifted an eyebrow. "Like what,planning to get rid of her? I'm not friends with Steve Harrington or his friends. During the small party,Steve's friend-Tommy-pushed me in the water. Which I never did like water,they knew,so,they pushed me in. So,no,I wouldn't want to get rid of Barb,she actually helped me around my first day of school."

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Salem hadn't said anything while his father had driven him back home. And it's not like either of them had known what to say

So,Salem had just muttered 'I'm going to my room' and did just that. He had simply walked around his room,seeing if everything was on the place he wanted it to be in. He plopped onto his bed,leaning over to grab the book he was reading.

The boy wasn't sure how long he was their before he heard a knock at the door. He knew the door opened,his father was downstairs. "Salem! It's for you!"

His gaze shifted off the book,cranking his neck toward the door. "Just send 'em up!" He continued to read his book,when there was a knock at his door. "It's Steve."

Well,shit,I can't exactly avoid him now. The boy got off his bed,his fingers still holding his place in the book. "Come on in." He swung the door open,walking back to his bed and sitting in it. "So,what do you want? I'm kinda in the middle of something." He held up his 'Jack in the box' book.

Steve nodded,looking around the room. "I can see. I wanted to apologize. It was obvious that you were angry. Even before what happened with Jonathan." The boy tilted his head,not sure of what to say next. "I'm sorry for what Tommy did at my place." 

Salem nodded,not wanting to sound rude but had said. "So,what exactly are you doing here? You already apologized for that when you gave me the clothes." Steve stared at the boy,Salem hardly noticing it. He had just assumed the boy was waiting for a reaction. "It wasn't your fault.  Plus,when my father showed,I saw how scared he looked. And,I should be the one apologizing for snapping a You when you showed at the front door;I'm sorry"

Salem smiled widely and Steve didn't understand why he liked it when the boy smiled. Or why he wanted to see it again. He didn't dare say what he had thought,because what if it scared him off?
You make me feel something.

Salem's smile never faded from his face,nor did Steve's. I love his smile. And after a second,Salem had just realized his thoughts,finally gesturing his and his smile dropped. His eyes widening and being replaced with fear.

Salem hardly realized that his hands were shaking,now focusing in the way he couldn't breathe. "Salem?" Steve walked closer,but still didn't get an reaction from the boy. His hands shook at the boy's shoulders. "Salem?"

Steve ran out into the hall,calling for Luke. "Mr.Thorn!" And not even a second later Luke had ran into the room,trying to calm Salem down. And Steve just stared,unsure of what to do. "Steve,you have to leave." And that's just what Steve did.

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