What if one day Billy feels so angry and pissed, and desperate, and trapped and .. everything all at once, it's crushing him, it's bursting his head, he spits venomously
A string of fate, Harrington? .. Bullshit! We're born alone and die alone, and that's it, that's all there is to fucking everything, and fate doesn't give a fuck about any of it!
Steve's been here. They've done it, so many times, he knows — the outbreak will calm itself down, and Billy .. Billy's just saying words, mean and aimed to make a dent, but that's all they are — words.
He starts clearing his throat
Well, I feel too !! Billy shouts. Can you imagine !?
I feel like .. fucking leaving. For real. Hargrove adds quietly now, like he doesn't want Steve to hear it.
They are sitting in Billy's car in front of Harrington's house. Hargrove's mood has been especially foul lately — probably, his dad, probably, Hawkins and .. yeah. Steve understands.
As if mirroring Billy's mood, the sky is overcast with grey clouds, but suddenly a little miracle ?? happens — a bright golden ray of sunshine pierces the clouds, so unexpected and sharp, it even dazzles both boys for a second, they squint
What the fuck. Whispers Billy, in awe.
They see a pretty dark red string, tying Billy's right and Steve's left wrists together.
What. The fuck? Repeats Hargrove, but Steve just stares.
Steve raises his eyes and looks directly into Billy's greyish blue crashing waves.
Hargrove stares back, starts fidgeting
What kind of bullshit is that? He touches the string with the fingers of his left hand. Pass me the knife .. from the glovebox. But before Steve can even move or object Wait, I'll just ..
Billy pulls the string up, puts it between his teeth — white and sharp, Harrington knows how sharp they are
Stop, you're ruining a good thi-
The motherfucker gnaws it off. Looks kinda satisfied, too.
I don't know what kind of bullshit fucked up trick it was, your town is only getting stranger every day, but here .. Free. We're free.
Steve watches all the process unfold, bewildered, disappointed, the magic's gone, forced away, his heart beats faster than usual, it tries to disagree
It's kinda late. The string is torn.
Steve fiddles with the piece that's left hanging on his wrist
Yeah whatever. Shrugs Hargrove. And hey, I gotta go
Steve's not gonna try to convince or he's not gonna beg, if that's what Billy's aiming for. He gets out of the car and lets Hargrove drive off.
He doesn't feel free. Maybe he's feeling miserable, or like shit, he can't define his exact state right this moment. Maybe Billy will come to his senses, will call later or just appear on the doorstep, like he usually does
And everything will be okay.
But Billy doesn't show up. Not tonight, not tomorrow.
A harringrove string of fate au with a little bit of magic, Billy's being an asshole, he tears the thread on purpose and then leaves Hawkins, however
Will it be the end? What do you get for contradicting fate? Does it let it slide? For how long? Or does it teach you a lesson? How do you fix something that you broke with intent?
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