Stranger Things: Rebuilding

Chapter 24 of my Stranger Things story, enjoy.

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A Cruel Outcome

Once she'd reached the town, knowing the danger she was in, El stopped for a moment. She had come prepared for this and from her pocket she pulled out a knit cap which she pulled on, tucking her hair under it and doing her best to cover herself. There wasn't much more she could do but it should serve for now. She stopped at the edge of the park.

'It'll take a bit more time, but I should go around the park, I can't deal with any other drama right now and there's always drama in the park.' She thought to herself.

She also knew that there was a high chance of encountering Troy in the park, so she took no chances and instead turned and began to walk around the park. As she walked, she passed near enough that she could see the chess tables and looked over. Sure enough she saw Anton there, thoroughly trouncing his opponent. El recognized the opponent as a regular and knew, like her, he had sat down to face Anton, knowing he'd lose. Doing so to ensure that Anton would ave money for food for a day or two.

She smiled at that. 'Whenever I get down, thinking about the bad parts of Hawkins, the gang, Troy, my past here...issues at school...it's things like this, like Mike and the others that remind me, there is good here too.'

Still smiling she continued to walk around the park and make her way towards the college, all the while considering the task that lay ahead of her.

She knew the hard part would be getting in and finding what she needed before going to see Eric. She'd have to distract the guard and from there she'd have to get a look at the directory that was there to find Eric's room and then get to the stairs to get there, before the guard could see her.

'I'll need to get a good look at the layout, figure out something that will distract him for some time…' She considered. 'I just hope it doesn't take too strong, the longer I'm out here, the bigger the risk...plus I don't want to be late.'

As she considered all this, she continued to walk towards the college, noting the building was close now, it was time to put her plan into action, ready to begin and crossed the street, making her way to the doors of the college and stopped, pausing to look inside.

The entrance hall was large, not much in the way of furniture except for a row of chairs to the right, a few billboards and on the left, the security desk where the guard sat, watching the exact same game Hopper was watching, on a small TV. From where she stood El could see the directory, right next to a door that, according to the label, led to the stairs. Everything lined up perfectly, she knew then she could do this, she just needed to make her first move and get the guard out of the way.

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He had been in the park, looking for her, praying for her to show up. Troy knew his life was in jeopardy and it all depended on the girl showing up. If she didn't he knew he'd be in trouble, he had no idea where she lived or anything like that. He had to find and kill her however, or on Monday, it was his life on the line.

'This bitch needs to die, for Justin, yet...also for me, but…' Troy thought in a panic.

His panic vanished however and instead he glared as he spotted her, standing by the entrance of the park. She had hidden her hair under a cap, but he recognized her, there was no mistaking that face.

He reached under his jacket, touching the gun. 'There you are, alright bitch, now get in here I-'

He faltered as she didn't enter the park, instead she began walking around the park. He growled and began to hurry after her. He couldn't risk her seeing him, not after his previous encounters with her. So he had to stay behind her, following her as she walked, staying out of sight.

When she stopped he was confused, wondering what she was doing outside the local college, as far as he knew she had no reason to be there. But this was his chance as she stood outside the door, not moving. He pulled out the gun and took aim, making sure to line up her temple in the sights, ready to pull the trigger. Then, she suddenly jerked her head and opened the door, moving inside. Silently cursing under his breath Troy stowed the gun again and hurried towards the college doors.

He couldn't believe it. 'Of all the, I nearly had her, what was that with her head and where the fuck is she going?!'

He reached the doors in time to see her, looking at some sort of board, then open a door next to her and slip through the door. Troy then spotted a security guard, grumbling to himself as a faulty TV set had finally started working again, he sat down and Troy stepped back from the doors.

'Great, can't get in there without causing problems...despite what Shane says, I can't just go after her like this...No other choice.'

With those unhappy thoughts, and having no idea how long she'd be, he reached one of the benches which flanked the stairs leading up to the door and sat down to wait.

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Eric had a new respect for biology, his mind seemed to be disconnected from his body, floating up somewhere near the tiles in the ceiling. But his body didn't seem affected, it still did everything it needed to do to carry out the acts required of it for this encounter. He gently, efficiently removed Jessica's sweater and successfully navigated her sexy satin bra, sliding it off and exposing Jessica's wonderfully round full breasts, he gazed at them hungrily, feeling the flow of blood to his nether regions quadruple in under two seconds.

He then pulled her skirt down her perfectly shaped hips, letting it drop down her long slender legs and revealing matching satin panties which only increased the intensity of his feelings. He forced himself to stop however, to not go any further yet. He was a gentleman and had toughed it out before, so the almost overwhelming force biology was pushing on him was still possible to resist. He resisted the urge to practically rip off the last of Jessica's clothing or to pick her up and carry her to the bed and hurtle towards the main event.

He had always told himself, if involved with a girl and you were undressing her and yourself, take a break and ask yourself if you were pushing too hard.

He stuck to that advice, even though it felt like hours before Jessica got around to removing his shirt. She seemed a bit tentative too, not scared but not entirely sure of herself either.

"We can stop any time." He told her softly.

"No." She said quickly. "I'm good."

She punctuated his point by slipping her hands into the waistband of his pants and from his mind's perch on the ceiling, he heard the soft moan from deep in his chest. Then his pants were on the floor, only his boxers stood between him and nudity. Jessica's soft delicate lips poured gently kisses over his chest. It was a surreal experience, his body was fully aroused and ready while his mind remained remote and disconnected, as if having an out of body experience.

'A fine time for it.' He thought bitterly.

He wished he could get his mind into action. Trying to do just that he took her hand and led her to the bed.

"Ready?"

He stopped and studied her expression, waiting for a cue. Her face was flushed and intense, not exactly the picture of lustful ecstasy. Was she holding back, regretting this, or was he projecting his own feelings onto her. He tore his gaze away before those hypnotic breasts could break his control.

"Are you sure Jessica, we don't have to do anything you don't want to do, we have plenty of time." He told her.

In response she sat down on the bed and, placing her hands on his waist, she pulled him down onto her, commandeering his mouth with hers, her kisses preventing any further questions from leaving him.

She finally freed his mouth as she began kissing along his jaw and then, when she reached his ear she spoke.

"I'm sure. I'm sure I want to do it now." Her tone was odd, a mixture of arousal and yet, grim determination.

Suddenly he moaned again as he felt her hands on his boxers, pulling them down and he knew now he couldn't hold back anymore, not without a very good reason. She claimed his mouth again, kissing him deeply as she wriggled out of her panties and pressed her naked body flush against his.

"I love you." She whispered as they parted.

He finally smiled, feeling a little more in control of himself. "I love you too."

With that they kissed again and, with the full force of biology pushing them onwards he retrieved the condom from by the bed and pulled it on with her help. With her guidance he pushed into her and they both moaned deeply, the sense of euphoria overwhelming them both as they were pulled into the whirlpool, finally his mind and body connected again and he was consumed. So consumed he never noticed the scented candle being snuffed out by the slight breeze of the ajar door caused by the failed lock.

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It was weird, El noticed, as she walked down the corridor. It looked almost identical to the one from her dream. She had managed to use her powers to interfere with the guard's TV, thus allowing her to slip inside as he tried to fix it, as he did so she quickly read the directory and then got into the stairwell. Heading up the stairs she now made her way to door that read B 4-7 on it.

A sort of common room she guessed with the dorm numbers on it, Eric's was B-5. She knocked on the door and then removed the cap and stowed it in her pocket, there was no answer. She thought about the other names she saw registered to this area, recognizing the name of Mike and Will's older siblings mostly. There was no answer, cautiously she tried the door, it opened and there was nobody there. She stepped inside and then, seeing room B-5, she crossed the common room and stopped. The door was ajar, she heard a noise inside. She bit her lip, the note had made it clear Eric was waiting for her, was that him, had he heard it.

Taking a deep breath she opened the door and froze, her eyes wide as they fell on the form on the bed, two forms.

End of chapter, the first stage of the climax, read and review please.