1983 - 8:32 pm
"Nancy!" Jonathan screamed.
"Come on, come on," you talked to yourself before yelling, "Nancy!"
"Nancy! Where are you?" Jonathan screamed, turning around.
"Where is she?" you asked, knowing it's an irrelevant question because neither of you know where she is.
"Jonathan? Y/n? I'm right here!" you heard Nancy's faint voice.
"Nancy?" you ran through the forest.
It was like she was right here, but just can't see her. You heard Jonathan breathing heavily after all the shouting.
"Nancy?" you yell again, straining your throat.
"Y/n, where are you?" Nancy's voice echoed the forest.
"I'm right here!" you shout out, "Nancy!"
"Jonathan!" Nancy's faint voice cried.
"Nancy!" Jonathan called out.
Your head was ringing, due to yelling so much. This is getting repetitive. You urge yourself to call Nancy again.
"Nancy!"
"Jonathan, Y/n, I'm right... I'm right here!" Nancy hollered.
"I'm right here!" Jonathan yelled as Nancy called out to Jonathan.
"I'm right here! Nancy!" you scream at the top of your lungs, "Just follow my voice!"
"Y/n!" you heard her yell.
"Follow my voice, Nancy. I'm right here!" you cup your mouth.
"Nancy?!" Jonathan screamed.
You heard Nancy gasped loudly, you yell her name before tugging Jonathan to run with you.
You pull Jonathan towards the tree where we found her things.
"What... what the hell?" You drop your flashlight on the floor.
"Nancy?" Jonathan whispered.
You pick up Nancy's bat, kneeling next to the gooey tree.
"Be careful, Y/n," Jonathan said behind.
"Nancy?" you yell through the hole.
The hole had goo all over it, it was...it was alive.
The hole squelch which make you gag a bit.
"Nancy?" You poke the hole with the bat.
"Careful." Jonathan pulled your shoulder back.
"Nancy?" you said softly," Are you still alive?"
"Nancy!" Jonathan yelled through the pit in the tree.
You got closer to the hole, holding Jonathan's flashlight towards it. Jonathan kneeled behind you, cautiously approaching the hole.
You gasped and fell on Jonathan when a hand reached out.
"Y/n!" Nancy called out.
"Nancy!" You reached for her gooey hand.
You could hear Nancy straining to get out. You pull on her arm as Jonathan reaches for her arm as well.
You were pulling so hard, you were basically floating in the air. It's like Nancy got glued into the tree.
Soon enough, Nancy slid out, she looked like a newborn baby with all the goo.
Nancy groaned as Jonathan pulled her out.
"Nancy," You grab her body, "Are you okay?"
She shivered on Jonathan and your body.
"Nancy," you said quietly, hugging her gooey body.
Nancy sobbed onto your shoulder, grasping onto your coat.
"I got you," Jonathan whispered into her ear.
You hug her as you watch the hole she came out of slowly disappear like it was never there.
—
You and Jonathan carried Nancy into our home after Jonathan drove us.
You unlocked the door silently, making sure Mom doesn't hear us.
"Here, let me help," You reach out to Nancy.
"It's okay Y/n," Nancy said, limping upstairs with the help of Jonathan.
You entered her room with Jonathan. She was soaking wet, not with water, but gross icky goo.
You grabbed a towel from her dresser, handing it to Jonathan as he comforts her on her bed.
"I'm gonna go take a shower," you say before closing the door.
You tip toe into your room, grabbing a pair of sweats and a t-shirt.
You quickly run to the bathroom, taking a short cold shower before you heard Nancy walking in.
"Hey," you said as you grabbed your towel.
Nancy didn't reply. She just hung her clothes on the hook and got ready to shower.
You wrap your towel on your body, grabbed your clothes and quickly zoomed out of the bathroom.
You ran through the halls, suddenly you fell to the floor, your towel slipping off.
You fumble on the floor, reaching around for you towel. Stupid wooden floor. You wrapped your towel on your body again, bent down, grabbed your clothes and walked to your room. As you walked to your room, a trail of water and mud followed you from behind.
As soon as you entered your room, you quickly put on your clothes.
You look at the floor of your room, it was a mess. Papers, newspapers, pens, everywhere.
After you finished putting on your clothes, you walk out to see Nancy, holding her hair with a frightful face. You follow her into her room to see Jonathan unrolling a sleep bag on the floor.
"Hey, what's wrong Nance?" You grab her shoulders.
"Nothing," she replied as she looked at Jonathan.
"Is this okay?" Jonathan asked as he got up, "Uh, I found it in the closet.
Nancy nodded.
"I can go home," Jonathan stammered, "I just figured—"
"Yeah, no." Nancy shook her head, "I... I don't wanna be alone."
"Do you?" Nancy asked Jonathan.
"No. Uh... no," he replied.
They stared at each other awkward silence before you left her room.
You walked into your room, locking the door behind you.
You grab the hammer on your dresser, you jump onto your bed, switching off the lights.
—
8:25 am
You got up from your bed, noticing you've been cuddling your hammer all night. You heard some rustling in the basement as you walked downstairs.
"Mike?" you call out, gliding your hand on the staircase.
You look down to see Mike destroying the fort you saw El in the other night.
"Mike?" You walk towards him as he kicked the cushions.
"Mike, Mike!" You grab his shoulders, "What's wrong?"
He seemed angry, but sad at the same time. Maybe he's grieving. You pulled him in for a nice warm hug as he silently sobbed in your shoulder. Everyones crying in your shoulder these days.
You ran upstairs to the kitchen with Mike. You poured a glass of orange juice as he sat there, practically lifeless.
"Honey, are you up?" you heard Mom say above.
Your eyes widened as you remember Jonathan is in her room. Out of instinct, you yell out.
"Mom!" you yell, "What's for breakfast??"
"I, uh, made some blueberry pancakes honey!" Mom yelled back.
"Nice!" You smile through the walls.
You heard Mom walk downstairs as she held Holly in her arms. You saw Dad walking in the kitchen with today's newspaper and a cup of coffee.
"...Where we're you two last night?" Mom asked as she placed Holly in her chair.
"Oh, I was, uh..." you stammered, "I was hanging out with Jonathan."
You saw Mom eyeing you from the corner of her eye as she fed Holly some small bits of pancake.
You heard Mike get up and run downstairs.
"What did you guys do?" Mom asked, taking a bite herself.
"We just studied for our Spanish test," you smile, taking a chomp of blueberry delish.
"Mhm," Mom said as she gave Holly some juice.
You excused yourself from the empty table, running upstairs.
You held onto Nancy's door handle, shaking it.
"Nancy," you whisper," It's me."
The door unlocked and you saw Jonathan on her bed. You made a confused face, which made Jonathan look the other way.
"So," You walk in," What happened?"
"The, thing," Nancy started as she pulled out a book," It's attracted to blood."
You look at her as she looked at you.
"Like, with Barb, her hand, and the deer?" you ask.
"Yeah," Jonathan said.
"Nancy! What's taking so long?" you heard Mom yell.
"Oh crap, we gotta go," you quickly whisper.
Nancy gestured us to the window, she slid it open. Jonathan crawled out first, then Nancy, then you.
You quickly jump off the roof as Nancy hesitated.
"C'mon Nancy, hurry up," you reach out your hand.
"Nancy? Nancy, come on," you heard Mom say.
"Oh, shoot," Nancy groaned as she got into Jonathan's car, "I forgot to put away the sleeping bag."
"Oh, you're screwed," You said as you click on your seatbelt.
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Jonathan drove the car around town until we reached a department store.
You enter the store with Jonathan and Nancy. The first thing that caught your eye was this brand new, sharp hammer.
You look over to your right to see Nancy, piling the basket with traps, sledge hammers, nails, whatever she can use to kill this thing.
You walk behind her as she looked at a bear trap. You quickly turn around to grab another hammer, but instead bumped into Jonathan.
"Pfft.. Sorry," You smile before grabbing a pack of cigarettes.
Jonathan called you over to the cashier. You watch as Nancy placed the huge bright red bottle of gasoline, lighter fluid, bear traps, hammers, flashlight, and about seven long nails.
The cashier looks at us with wide eyes as you place your hammer on the counter.
"And I'll have four boxes of the .38s," Jonathan said as the man turned around and threw four boxes on the counter.
"What you kids doin' with all this?" the man finally asked.
"Um," Jonathan said, looking at you and Nancy.
"Monster hunting," You shook your head at the cashier.
"Huh," the cashier scoffed as he rang up the bell.
You were lugging the huge gasoline bottle as Nancy held onto her bag, and Jonathan carried a box.
You walked over to his car, out of breath from the bottle.
"'Monster hunting'?" Jonathan smiled at you.
"What? It's the truth," You said.
"You know, last week," Nancy said as Jonathan unlocked his car, "I was shopping for a new top I thought Steve might like. It took me and Barb all weekend."
Jonathan threw the box in the trunk as you placed the bottle.
"It seemed like life or death, you know? And... and now," she chuckled.
"You're shopping for bear traps with your sister and Jonathan Byers," Jonathan smiled.
"Yeah," Nancy laughed as Jonathan shut his trunk.
"What's the weirdest part?" you ask Nancy, "Us , or the bear trap?"
"You guys. It's definitely you guys," Nancy laughed.
You spun around as soon as you heard a car honk.
"Hey Nance!" a guy in a sleek red car and blue jean jacket called out, "Can't wait to see your movie."
"What the hell was that?" You crossed your arms.
"I don't know," Nancy replied.
She quickly turned around towards the movie theater.
"What?" Jonathan asked, "What?"
"Hey! Where're you going?" you ask as you tug Jonathan to follow you.
You ran with Jonathan, following Nancy as she ran over to the movie theater.
"Nancy, wait!" Jonathan yelled, fastening his pace.
"Nancy!" you yell as she ran across the street.
You look at the movie theater sign, displaying what movies are playing. Next to it, you see bright red spray paint saying.
STARRING NANCY THE SLUT WHEELER
You gasped as you stopped next to Nancy.
"Jeez.." Jonathan sighed.
You looked over at Nancy, her jaw dropped, she looked like she was on the verge of tears.
You look at the crowd behind us. This one lady gasped out wow
Nancy frantically looked around, maybe trying to find someone or something.
You heard a spray can hissing, and a familiar stupid laugh.
You sigh as you and Jonathan follow Nancy.
"Wait!" Jonathan called out.
Nancy walked to an alleyway.
"Tommy, you write like a three-year-old," you saw Carol say.
"Shut up!" Tommy replied.
"I didn't even know you could spell," Nicole said.
You saw Steve in the distance next to the group, standing in awe of their masterpiece.
Nancy started to walk towards them, you followed behind with Jonathan.
You heard laughter as you saw Carol's head turn.
"Aw, hey there, princess!" Carol smiled.
"Uh-oh! She looks upset," Tommy sarcastically laughed.
You watch as your sister, the Nancy Wheeler, slap Steve Harrington across the face.
"Damn," you mutter under your breath as the slap echoed the alleyway.
"Oh!" Carol yelled with you.
"Damn!" Tommy screamed.
"What is wrong with you?" Nancy confronted.
"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?" Steve said back, "I was worried about you."
You held onto the hammer in your hand, ready to actually scrape his face off. When did you even grab that hammer? Instinct, you guess.
"I can't believe that I was actually worried about you," Steve scoffed.
"What are you talking about?" Nancy shouted.
"I wouldn't lie if I were you," Carol smiled, "You wouldn't want to be know as the lying slut now, do you?"
You look behind as Jonathan slowly approached the group.
You look at Tommy as his face perked up, "Speak of the devil," he said, "Hi."
"You came by last night?" Nancy said after realizing what they're talking about.
"Ding! Ding! Ding! Does she get a prize?" Carol said as Tommy wrapped his arm around her body.
"Look, I don't know what you think you saw, but it wasn't like that," Nancy said.
"What, you just let him into your room to... study?" Steve looked at Jonathan.
"This is ridiculous." You looked at Steve
"Or for another 'pervy photo session?" Tommy laughed.
"We were just..." Nancy stuttered.
"You were just what?" Steve asked, "Finish that sentence. Finish, the sentence.."
You heard Nancy breathing heavily. You walked up to her and tugged her arm.
"C'mon Nance, let's go," you mutter under your breath, "his head is too thick to understand the truth."
"Go to hell, Nancy," Steve said to her.
You scoff at Steve before pulling Nancy away.
"Come on, Nancy, let's just leave," Jonathan pulled her arm with you.
"You know what, Byers? I'm actually kind of impressed," Steve turned around.
"Don't you know when to shut up?" You turn around.
"I always took you for a queer," Steve ignored you, "but I guess you're just a little screw-up like your father," Steve pushed Jonathan.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.," Steve stopped walking, "Yeah, that house is full of screw-ups. You know, I guess I shouldn't really be surprised."
You turn around, looking at Steve's stupid smug face as he talked smack about Jonathan.
"A bunch of screw-ups in your family, I mean—" Steve continued, "Your mom..."
"Jonathan, let's go," You tug at Jonathan.
"Leave it Jonathan," Nancy said.
"I'm not even surprised what happened to your brother," Steve said.
Damn, Steve really pulled the rug 'outta this one.
Before you even knew it, everything became a blur, Steve jibber-jattering about Jonathan's family, Nancy telling him to stop it.
"But the Byers, their family, is a disgrace to the entire—" Steve said.
Jonathan turned around, swinging a hard fast punch across Steve's perfect face.
Steve caught himself on one of the pipes.
You watch as Steve charges for Jonathan.
"Steve!" Nancy screamed.
"Oh!" Tommy hollered.
Steve pinned Jonathan against a car. You look at the two fight, pathetic, you thought to yourself. Steve threw Jonathan's body to the floor, making a loud thud.
"Steve—" Nancy called.
"Stop! Steve!" Nancy yelled again as they got on top of each other.
"Knock it off, you guys!" you scoff, holding onto the hammer.
"Get off of him, seriously!" Carol yelled.
"Kick his ass, man!" Tommy laughed.
You saw the groups eyes widen as soon as you said that. Unfortunately, Jonathan did not hear, and got his ass smacked.
"Get off! Stop!" Carol screamed.
"Get in there, he's going to hurt himself!" Carol asked Tommy.
Jonathan swung a punch a Steve.
"Hey. Hey! Get out of here!" Steve said as he pushed Tommy away.
You watch as they fought each other, in stupid ways. You look out to the street to see cops.
"Guys. Guys... guys!!"
"Jonathan, stop! Stop! You're going to hurt him!" Nancy yelled.
Jonathan had taken a nice punch, knocking Steve on the floor with a bloody lip and bruised eye.
"Cops!" Tommy yelled as the others ran.
As Jonathan punched Steve again, you quickly dropped the weapon in your hand, lifting your hands in the air towards the cops.
"Stop it!" Nancy screamed.
"Cops! Come on!" Tommy yelled.
Jonathan punched Steve again, he was almost unconscious.
"You have to stop!" Nancy grabbed Jonathan's shoulder.
"Hey, he's had enough man! I said, he's had enough!" Tommy yelled.
"Hey... hey!" the cops screamed from behind.
You look at Steve's bruised and bloody face as the cops approach us.
"Kids! Alright!" the cop yelled.
You gasped as Jonathan punched the police. You groan as you knew, someones definitely gotta get in trouble.
"Jonathan, stop!"
"Oh! My nose!" the cop cried out as another came by, pulling Jonathan away.
"Calm him down!" the other cop yelled.
"Go, go, go, go, go, go!" Tommy yelled, holding onto Steve.
The other cop ran after Steve and Tommy. You look at Nancy, her face filled with fear. You chuckle a bit before looking back at Jonathan, who was cuffed.
"I got this one!" the cop yelled.
—
You, Nancy, and Jonathan got dropped off at the cop station.
You stood in the kitchen, waiting for the lady to grab the ice.
"Do you think we'll be out of here soon?" you ask.
"You and your sister, yes. Him, no," she replied, grabbing a towel, "He assaulted a police officer."
"Uh, how long are you guys going to keep him?" you ask again.
"You and your boyfriend have big plans, do you?" The lady looked at you.
"We're not dating." you reply.
"I think you better tell him that," The lady looked at you, "Only love makes you that crazy, sweetheart, and that damn stupid."
"No, no, you don't understand. He didn't do that because of me, or my sister—" you said as you grab the ice pack.
You left the kitchen to see Nancy sitting next to Jonathan.
You walked over to him, passing him the ice.
"Found some ice," you toss him the pack.
"Thanks," He looked up to you.
"Y'know, I agree with what you did. I would do the same thing," You chuckle. "He's an ass. He deserved it."
"But, if I were you, I wouldn't get caught, that's just bad," you said.
"And how exactly was I supposed to prevent that?" Jonathan replied.
Nancy grabbed the ice from my hand and placed it on his head. His handcuffs rattled as he fidgeted with his hands.
You look at Jonathan before leaving the room.
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