Ten Feet Over Pt 1
Word Count: 3.8 k Disclaimer: I don’t own Stranger Things or the GIF used. Warnings: Violence, language, lite smut.
This is a dark story. Please be warned. If dark angst isn’t your bag, don’t read it. Take care of your hearts and heads. Oh yeah and a Toni Braxton inspired this story. Go figure. I am very scared to post this. Please be kind.
You two had just crossed the one year mark, celebrating by
driving to Indianapolis for the Rush concert and having sex in every
corner of your Motel 13 room. It had been one of Billy’s favorite
weekends since moving to Hawkins and you couldn’t hear The Body
Electric without grinning to yourself and feeling tumultuously
In your living room, you thought back to that weekend while fiddling with the yellow gold leaf pendant hanging from the thin necklace chain over your clavicle. It had been a birthday gift from Billy, a week late since he had been grounded on your actual birthday and couldn’t make it out to the bonfire party your best friend threw. Night Court played on the television, but it could have been static. You weren’t paying attention at all, just dragging the pendant from cheek to cheek and going over better memories in your mind. Every now and then, your thoughts would be interrupted with the same question, “Does he care?“