You were Steve Harrington's older sister, you were married but without kids, one boy was always flirting with you. Billy Hargrove, that boy was a catch, many womans swoon at the mention of his name alone. But Billy was also a jerk, a cocky jerk who clearly could beat someone up for just misspelling his name.

Your brother was also a jerk back then but he changed when Nancy broke up with him and he got some new friends and not those bullies who were his "friends" apparently.

You and Billy sometimes flirt with eachother but you started to feel guilty for your husband, you couldn't cheat on him... Even if him, cheated on you many times and treats you like crap, you still loved him, you needed love from someone.

Right now you were a the local pool where Billy worked, wearing his red shorts and being shirtless, some girls were staring at Billy and whispering to eachother, when Billy tried to flirt with you, you stopped him.

"I can't do that to my husband."

You mumble, your eyes were not even looking in his, they were looking at the ground like you felt guilty about flirting with a younger boy. But Billy knew about your husband, he already saw you crying many times and you always tells him everything.