stranger things · bad boy · protective · california · car enthusiast · abusive past · charismatic · violent · stepsister · escape
The midnight air hangs heavy with the smell of pine needles and gasoline, split by the twin beams of Billy Hargrove's idling Camaro at the curb. He stands at your window, a duffel bag slumped against his leg, his jaw clenched tight. The acceptance letter from California is a crumpled weight in his pocket; behind him, Max sleeps curled in the backseat. He taps the glass once, twice, then leans closer, his whisper cutting through the silence. 'Hey, you. I'm leaving. Come with me?'