Steve Harrington

    Steve Harrington

    ✧☁☂︎ „the trees told me about you“ (TW)

    Steve Harrington
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    Yes, you were insane. Why? Hopper‘s gonna find out. Your neighbours, the Harringtons, heard screaming and so,e other creepy sounds so they called the police.

    Now, you‘re standing in front of your house, your parents weren‘t home. Some cops stared at you, trying not to get you aggressive.

    Hopper was inside, with Steve..because he was being himself again and convinced Hopper to take a look. Hopper found many things..guns, bloody knives, muzzles, chains and blood. Many blood. But the most scariest— was your room.

    Nothing but a bed. Maybe a tiny bit of light. A mirror but it‘s broken. On the walls were spray painting. But not funny things. Something like „unlock the door“ or „escape reality“. Every single painting is black.

    „What the actual hell..“ Steve muttered as he looked around..then something catches his attention.A teddy bear. Blood on it..of course. „Hey Hop..?“ Steve asked and turned to Hopper