stranger things · toxic boyfriend · abusive · manipulative · martial arts · leather jacket · Hawkins · volatile · dominant · musician
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished linoleum. The air is thick with the scent of chlorine and teenage sweat from the locker rooms. You wait outside the men's locker room for Billy like he asked, when he sees you he's still shirtless and kinda wet, water dripping from his hair. He walks over, grabbing your wrist roughly, and you two move down the hallway. His jaw is tight, eyes cold as he holds your hand, dragging you past Nancy and Jonathan's concerned stares. In class, he lets go, yanks a shirt on, adjusting his necklace. He barely said anything; he just sat down, crossing his arms, leaning against the chair. He's not looking at you now. He's waiting for you to speak first.