《ADAPT OR PERISH, steve harrington.》chapter twenty
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2: 12 PM, AUGUST 4TH, 1985
Y/n sat on the floor of her bedroom by herself, crying. in her hand, she held Steves green jacket. The one she met him in, the one he let her borrow in Scoops Ahoy, because she always got cold. Steve walked into the room. "Come on.." He said quietly grabbing her hand and pulling her up then hugging her, stoking her hair. She closed her eyes, never wanting to leave.
"You know both you and Joyce have my number and I have your guys new one and... I'm coming to visit with Mike, Nancy, and Robin on Thanksgiving and me and Mike are trying to convince Joyce to visit for Christmas." Steve explained, she giggled into his neck.
"And I could come visit whenever, along with Robin and maybe Nancy... or you could visit and stay with me, considering you don't go to school and you don't understand how to work." Steve chuckled, tears running down his face.
"Yeah." y/n breathed out, crying again. Steve just held her face as they leaned their foreheads in. He kissed her, just longer this time, the kiss was filled with passion. They pulled away. "You should just come live with me, it'd be great." Steve laughed, making Y/n giggle. Steve looked down at the jacket she held.
"You know, you can keep that jacket. I know you think it's special and you love that one. I could let you borrow more." He said, making Y/n looking down at the green jacket in her hand. "Okay." she laughed with Steve. Joyce came into the room, smiling at the couple.
"It's- it's time to go." She said. The two teens nodded and followed her out, hand in hand. She began to cry as she said her goodbyes to her younger friends and Nancy. Soon, she saw Steve's car pull up. She looked over at Steve, confused until Robin came out and shut it off. "Oh great, i made it." Robin said, making Y/n laugh. Robin took her away from Steve, pulling her into a tight hug and leaning side to side.
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"Awe, Y/n. I'm gonna miss you a lot. You're gonna leave me with this dingus and not come visit our work everyday." Robin laughed with Y/n.
"And don't worry, I talked to joyce.. You have my number and I have yours. I'm also coming for Thanksgiving. Who knows, maybe we could get you here for halloween and we could be ice cream scoopers." Robin laughed along with Y/n. then pull away, Y/n showed Robin two black scrunchies. "I have something for you." Y/n said, handing her the scrunchie, Robin gasped.
"You still have it!" She laughed, not expecting to receive it, considering she forgot about it. "Yeah, our best friend scrunchie." Y/n laughed as Robin put it on her wrist. Y/n continued to hug Steve and talk to Robin. They all soon began crying, being told it was time to leave.
She got into the back of Jonathan's car, as they took off, she looked back once, seeing her best friends and boyfriend watch, she sent one last smile, until she couldn't see them anymore.
She sat silently crying and she leaned her head to watching the trees go by, just like the two up front. A new chapter was starting and she was as powerful as she could be, but yet so afraid to leave.
So this is the end of this horrible fic, for now at least. When Stranger Things four comes out, I will hopefully continue to write this book or make a second book or a sequel. This is my first book I have wrote start to (not really) finish.
Thank you all for choosing to read my book, voting and commenting.
UPDATE! As of season four being fully out, I don't plan on continuing this book. I wrote this when I was thirteen and extremely depressed but I'm now almost seventeen extremely busy with work and school. Though I love all of you and appreciate the love, it will remained discontinued for now. I'm grateful for all of you! Happy reading!!
With all my love, Mae.
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