freaks | steve harrington | book 1

pulling it all together - 007

"yea, those shits are real trouble, you know?"

i blushed. "believe me, i know." i chuckled.

steve grunted and he looked to be struggling to hand up the tarp.

"need help?" i asked.

"yea." he grunted again.

i slowly and carefully got up on the ladder next to him. before i grabbed the tarp, the ladder started wobbling, and i almost fell off, but steve quickly grabbed my arm, and held onto it. "thanks" my voice was shaky.

his voice was too. "no problem."

i helped him with he tarp, and we finally finished the dark room.

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dustin, max, lucas, nancy, steve, and i all waited in the house.

nancy was looking out of the window, and the kids were sitting at the table.

steve was practicing swinging the nail bat, while i was watching him while he did it.

after a lot of silence, the back door busted open with hopper running through it.

"what happened?!" dustin shouted as we all followed him to the table.

"i think he's talking just not with words..." hopper grabbed a piece of paper and wrote lines and dots.

"what is that?" steve asked.

"morse code." we all answered.

"R-E." hopper finished what he was trying to write.

"HERE." everyone read.

"will's still in there. he's talking to us."

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"C! L! O! S! E! G! A! T! E!" nancy finished what will was trying to say.

"CLOSE GATE." we all read.

the phone rang, and dustin ran right to it.

"shit! shit!" he yelled.

nancy pulled the phone off of the wall and threw it across the hall.

"do you think he heard that?" i asked.

"just the phone. that can be anywhere, right?" steve looked at me, and we all looked at each other like we didn't know what to do.

growls gathered outside.

hopper, joyce, mike, and jonathan came rushing into the house, holding sleeping will.

"that's not good..." dustin commented.

"hey, hey! get away from the windows!" hopper shouted. he picked up a gun, and he looked at jonathan. "do you know how to use this?"

"wh-what?" jonathan stuttered.

"can you use this?!" hopper repeated.

"i can. here nancy." i tossed her my mini crossbow and took the gun from hopper.

we stood there ready to battle.

it was silent, but we were all ready.

"where are they?" joyce asked.

"what are they doing?" nancy came in.

the glass window shattered and a demodog was lying on the ground.

"holy shit..."

"is it dead?" max asked.

hopper went over to it, and tapped it.

the demodog didn't move.

the front door's locks moved by itself, and the door opened wide.

a girl with slicked back hair, a black jacket, and tall converse walked in.

is that el?