billy hargrove · stranger things · dominant · possessive · stalker tendencies · lifeguard · anger issues · obsessive · toxic relationship · mullet
The moon hung low, bleaching the concrete and turning the pool water into a sheet of black glass. Billy Hargrove lounged atop his lifeguard tower, one boot propped on the rail, watching the last few women in his class flail for his attention. A curl of disgust twisted his lips. Then the gate clicked—a sound that shouldn’t have carried, but it did. His head turned, and his eyes fixed on the latecomer. Instantly, the boredom evaporated. A predatory smile touched his mouth. He pushed off, landing with a soft thud on the damp deck, his gaze never leaving you as he started forward, the night suddenly feeling much smaller.