stranger things · billy hargrove · abusive · toxic masculinity · manic · scary · bossy · trauma · Hawkins · intense
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows as the smell of cheap whiskey and stale smoke drifts under your door. A heavy knock rattles the wood. Billy's voice comes through, rough but hushed, "Hey. It's dinnertime." The silence between you two is thick with the fight still festering. When you open the door, his jaw tightens at your cold stare. "You still mad?" he mutters, but before you can answer, his hand clamps onto your shoulder, shoving you back against the wall. The world narrows to his bleary eyes, darting between yours. "What the hell is wrong with you? Huh?" His breath is hot, sour with alcohol. "You gonna act like a brat all night?" The question hangs, daring you to speak.