ilysb ; steve harrington

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"Steve!" I yell crawling to him and turning him over to see his face all cut up and bruised from being hit

"What did you do to him?! You stupid bi-" I begin to yell angrily at the man with a hat who had just walked in, without giving me an answer he punched me in the jaw and I fell back down to the ground. The man who had hit me said something in Russian before his men grabbed me and Steve and sat us into a chair as we got tied up

"Hey! Don't touch him!" I yell pushing my back against Steve to move him out of the mans touch

"Get your dirty Russian hands off of him!" I scream kicking up my leg, hitting a guard in the shin. I flinch before the guard can hit me but the man who brought Steve in stopped him and walked in front of me

"I think your friend need a doctor. Good thing. We have the very best" The man said as he bent down towards me and began laughing with all his men, once he turned his head back towards me I swung my head forward and hit his nose. I felt paint shoot through my head and I looked to see the Russian man was barely phased by my actions as he wiped the blood off his nose and I huff in anger as he looks at me, reaching his hand around my throat.

"You're going to regret that" the man tells me ending his words in Russian for me not to understand, than violently pushing his hand off my throat causing me to cough. He stood fully up pointing his finger at me before saying something to his men and they all left the room. I let out a struggled gasp because how nervous I was about Steve and I not being out of here.

I was sitting in the quiet for what seemed like forever so I just kept yelling for help even though no one was coming.

"Someone! Help!" I scream and i feel Steve move from behind me

"Steve. Holy shit are you okay?" I ask leaning my head to him and I feel him move his back

"Would you quit yelling. My ears are ringing, and I can't really breathe and my eye feels like its about to pop out of my skull. But ya know, part from that I feel pretty good." He explains and I let out a small laugh

"Do you see that table on the right" I say and he moves his head to my right

"No other right" I tell him and he quickly turns his head to the right

"You see those scissors?" I ask and he nods his head

"If we can move over there together we can get them by kicking the table and knocking them off" I tell him and I feel him nodding his head

"Than we can cut the binds and get out of here. Yeah okay I got you" Steve says and I begin to smile

"Those morons left scissors in here?" He asked and I let out a laugh

"Yeah total morons. On the count of three, we're gonna hop. One. Two. Three" I say and we both hop in the same direction. We hop successfully twice and on our third try we knock over the chair and land on the ground. Once we hit the ground I feel completely useless and start laughing quietly

"Hey? Hazel, hey. Don't cry. Wait, are you laughing?" he asks and I laugh louder in defeat.

"I just can't believe we got ourselves into this mess again!" I explain through my hysterics

"Here we are. Hazel and Steve, laying on the ground of a secret Russian base. I can't believe i'm gonna die here. That we're gonna die here. Last year it was demodogs underground and now its a Russian lair?" I begin laughing even harder at my luck

"We're gonna get out of here okay? You just gotta let me just think for a second, okay?" Steve tells me and I stop laughing

"We're gonna die in here" I say quieter this time and I feel Steve shift uncomfortably