18. You were 18 when your parents forced you to leave Hawkins with them, leaving your best friend Steve behind. You haven't seen him in 5 years now, but you invited him to your wedding because nobody could ever replace him. Your wedding, to a man you hardly know and that your parents picked out. He looks like a brat. You don't love him, never have. You desperately ask one of your bridesmaids if Steve is here, and she nods determinedly. "I'll find him, promise." She says before hiking her dress up to her knees and bolting out of the room. You have to get away. You can't marry this man.