I KNEW THIS MOMENT IN WILD SPACE REMINDED ME OF SOMETHING.
The minute OMG OBI-WAN’S HERE AND I NEED TO TALK TO HIM happens, Anakin LITERALLY RUNS OUT OF THE ROOM, even twenty years later, he’s still doing it as Vader. OBI-WAN SHOWS UP AND *WHOOSH* HE’S OUT THE DOOR and everyone just gets the fuck out of the way.
For the past year, ever since Steve had dragged her to
Jonathan’s to confront Nancy and they had battled the Demogorgon, Y/N had
suffered from terrifying nightmares. Her parents both worked for Hawkins Lab
and had assured her multiple times that the old people had gone and that nothing
like that would ever happen again. However, it didn’t reassure her. Her parents
worked late most nights and would sometimes not even come home at all with only
a brief phone call to tell her. When they weren’t home it was worse. She would
wake up in cold sweats, breathing hard and sometimes crying.
This night was one of those. Shaking, Y/N swung her legs out
of bed, pulled on a pair of leggings and a hoodie, put her shoes on and left
the house after locking the door. The air was cold and her hoodie didn’t provide
much protection. There was a soft breeze that swirled the autumn leaves into
the air which she watched as she walked down the road. There was little noise
this time of night and it was beautifully peaceful.
Hiding her hands in her hoodie, she shuddered as the sound
of a car engine roared through the silence. She moved to the side of the road
for the car to pass but, to her surprise, it pulled up beside her.
“Y/N, right?” The driver said as she looked over to see it
was Billy Hargrove. She nodded her head and he smiled. “What you doing out this
late in the cold, princess?” Y/N and Billy knew of each other but had never
actually spoken at school. That was mainly down to the fact that he was not
nice to Steve.
Y/N shrugged. “Couldn’t sleep” She studied the boy’s face
and noticed a bruise beginning to form under his cheekbone.
“Want to come for a drive? I’d rather not leave you out in
the cold.” He reached across and opened the door. “You shouldn’t be out here
alone, it’s dangerous.”
Realising that he was probably right and that there was
little chance of him actually turning out to be an axe murderer, she shrugged
and climbed into the dark blue Camaro. The warmth from the inside of the car immediately
engulfed her and she sank further into the seat as Billy set off.
“Anywhere particular you wanted to go, princess?” Billy
asked glancing at the girl in his passenger seat.
“Not really” She muttered and looked out of the window as
he turned on the radio and Rebel Yell by Billy Idol flooded the car. “What
happened to your cheek?”
Billy glanced at her but she was still looking out of the
window. “It’s nothing.”
“Is it the reason you’re out this late?” Y/N asked looking
over at the blond.
“We’ve all got our demons, princess.” Was his response and
she didn’t press him further. He thought most people would have and was suddenly
glad it was her he had found and not anyone else.
They drove around aimlessly for a few hours, talking every
so often and then letting the music fill the silence the rest of the time. He
dropped her off at home and looked at the empty drive. “Where’re your parents?”
”At work. They either work really late or just stay at the
office all night.” Y/N explained as she opened the door. “Thanks for the ride.” She smiled softly.
“Anytime, princess.” He returned the smile as she shut the
door and walked away.
This continued to happen frequently over the next month. Y/N
would have a nightmare and would go for a walk to clear her head and most times
Billy would pull up with fresh bruises and they would go for a drive. Neither
of them spoke any other time; they would glance at each other at school but
that was about it. Their conversation and friendship were limited to the inside
of Billy’s car. Neither of them really minded. They found an escape in each
However, one night the normality of their meetings was broken.
Y/N was, for once, sleeping peacefully, when there was a knock on her window. Sleepily
she had sat up and would have gone back to sleep blaming it on her imagination
if it hadn’t sounded again. She walked over to the window, opened the curtains
and locked eyes with those familiar blue irises. She opened the window as she
took in his face. There were bruises all over his face but unlike usually, his
nose was also bleeding, his lip and eyebrow was split and there were bruises
visible under his ripped shirt.
“Billy?” She questioned as he started to climb through the window
and nearly fell, causing her to grab him.
“Hey, princess.” He muttered as he winced in pain.
“My dad didn’t like the way I was talking to my step-mom.” He told her as she helped him sit on the bed. “I didn’t know where else to go.” He whispered as he looked at the floor.
“It’s okay. I’m going to get the first aid kit.” Y/N said as
she motioned for him to stay put. She walked into the bathroom and grabbed the
first aid kit with shaking hands.
She walked back into the room and sat next to him and
started pulling things out of the kit. Bill turned to look at her and noticed
her shaking fingers as she tried to pour some alcohol onto some cotton wool. He
placed his hands over hers and she stopped shaking and looked at him. He nodded
reassuringly and she began to clean the cuts on his face. She then pulled out
the tea tree oil and gently rubbed a small amount into the bruises on his face.
“Could you…?” She trailed off as she gestured to his
tattered shirt; unable to meet his gaze.
He just nodded and pulled it off. Her hands started shaking
again as she rubbed the ointment into the bruises on his chest and then on his
back. She packed the kit away and just put it on the floor next to her bed. “Do
you… Do you want to sleep here tonight?”
“If you don’t mind.” He said shakily.
“Of course not.” She murmured as she climbed into bed. He
kicked off his shoes and climbed in next to her as she switched off the light.
“Thank you.” He whispered as they started to drift off.
Him coming over in the middle of the night after a fight
with his dad started to become regular thing. Not once did he look as bad as
the first time and each time she was glad of it. She hated to see him hurt. Her
parents had begun to spend more time at the lab lately so she was always glad
for Billy’s company. It seemed with Billy by her side, the nightmares didn’t have
the courage to attack. Billy had found a place where he actually felt safe and
was reluctant to give it up anytime soon. They still didn’t talk at school but
glances had evolved into smiles when they saw one another. Other people were
beginning to catch onto them but no one ever saw them together.
“You know my house has a door? You don’t always have to use
the window. Especially when my parents aren’t home.” Y/N smiled as Billy
climbed into her room from the darkness outside.
“Where’s the fun in that, princess?” He chuckled. There were
small bruises in the shape of finger prints on each of his biceps. He sat on
the bed as she grabbed a small bottle of tea tree oil that she now kept in her
bedside table. No matter how many times he told her it didn’t matter, she wouldn’t
listen so he had just started giving up and letting her put the ointment on the
“You staying?” She asked as she rubbed the ointment into
each bruise on his arms.
“If that’s alright.” He whispered.
“Always.” She smiled and met his gaze.
As she put the bottle away, he pulled off his shirt, kicked
off his shoes and trousers and got into the bed. After the first few times he
had just started sleeping in his boxer shorts. She climbed in next to him and
laid her head on his chest. One of her legs was thrown over his hips and her hand
rested on his necklace right above his heart. One of his arms was wrapped
firmly around her waist and the other played lazily with her hair. They had
gotten used to sleeping in a tangle of limbs pretty quickly and now neither of
them would have it any other way.
Y/N very quickly dropped off to sleep after she spent the
previous night awake from her nightmares. Billy looked at her sleeping
peacefully on his chest. He had tried so hard not to fall for her. Had tried so
hard to convince himself they were just friends. But as he looked at her slowly
moving with the rise and fall of his chest he realised it; he was well and
truly in deep. He loved her.
“You have third period free, right?” The boy that Y/N was partnered up with in chemistry, Chris, was standing next to her locker. He nodded. “I’ll meet you at the library tomorrow, then? See how much we can get done. God, I just hate how Mrs. Lewis just piles these things on us as if we have nothing else to do,” Y/N switched the books she had in her hands for the ones needed for homework that night.
A ruckus down the hall caught Chris’s attention, but Y/N knew who it was. Chris looked over Y/N’s shoulder. Y/N rolled her eyes, getting ready for the interaction. Chris sighed.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, alright? We can go over the homework, too. I’m sure I’ll have some questions,” Chris started backing away as Billy and his friends got closer.
“See you tomorrow!” Y/N called out to Chris. He gave a wave and turned around down the hall.
“Don’t leave on my account, Williams,” Billy yelled down the hall, his voice booming. Chris ignored him and turned down the connecting hall that would lead him to the parking lot.
“Hey! I’m talking to you, Williams!” Billy’s voice turned menacing as he and his friends made their way after him. Y/N grabbed Billy by the back of his jean jacket, trying to hold him back.
“What are you doing?!” Y/N screeched at Billy. Billy whipped around, cornering Y/N at her locker. He slammed his hands on either side of her head, making her jump.