Ok but but pretend they’re in the same time and sam moves to Hawkins because she thinks she is going crazy after the witch she saw in the accident so she wants to start a new life but she becomes friends with Chrissy because they’re really lookalike and later on sam finds Chrissy going to buy drugs with Eddie because of the “hallucinations” she’s having and sam decides to go too because she starts to think what she saw was actually also an “hallucination” so they go together and this is them talking with Eddie about the drugs
“Eww don’t ship them ! They’re just friends/ they hate each other/ they barely have any interaction/they never even met/they’re not from the same series !”
Pussy. Back in my days, we shipped Elsa and Jack Frost to hell and back because they were both ice themed.
Chap. 3 “I call it betrayal” ,, w.c : 712 ,, warnings: none / light swearing
author notes: trying new format of writing, lemme know if uu liked it🤍
Airi pulled both Lauren and Sarah aside into an alley by their arms, with maybe a little too much force than necessary.
“ what the hell Airi ?!” Sarah exclaimed, attempting to release herself from Airi’s grip.
“I should be the one asking you that!” Airi let go of Lauren and took a step closer towards Sarah “Why on earth would you be in Missouri ?! Shouldn’t you be in your stupid house is Nashville—”
Lauren grabbed Airi’s hand and tried to pull it away from Sarah’s arm. “ calm down Airi—”
“I tried to tell you I came here yesterday, but you started to explain your whole life story like I was your therapist and hung up on me!”
“ well maybe you should be straight forward instead of yapping?”
” I wasn’t yapping -”
“ can you both shut up? We’re basically in an alley in the middle of the street!” Lauren shouted.
Both Airi and Sarah stopped what they were doing, it was true, they were in the middle of the street, lots of people were passing by .. maybe not a lot, but certainly the sidewalk wasn’t empty.
Airi sighed heavily, being there, standing face to face with Sarah fucking Jane, after what felt like eternity felt strangely comforting close to the emotional storm inside her head last night.
“ uhm, I … Lauren, call me later” she nodded at both Lauren and Sarah and walked towards the sidewalk again where she left her bike, well, she thinks she did.
She freezed as she realized her bike wasn’t anywhere close to where she left it.
“What happened now?” Sarah murmured, annoyed.
“ I left my bike here and it’s not here anymore!”
“That’s why I left this shitty city, no way they stole a bike”
”yes way Sarah, they did”
Lauren walked over to where the bike was supposed to be. “ we can give you a ride home”
“uhm .. sure, I guess .. but I’ll have to stop at the drugstore, again”
The tree stood there for a while in awkward silence before Lauren unlocked her car, the radio playing some shitty country song.
The ride smelled like expired perfume and recently bought clothes, the ride itself was long, even tho the distance was barely much longer than 7 miles, most of it quiet.
The second Airi stepped home, she found herself in temptation to call Sarah back, to actually try to talk to her, to ask about why she came here, why she was holding hands with Lauren, why she looked so calm even after she took her anger out on her, but again, she was too prideful for that, or maybe she was too scared to know the truth.
She calmly prepared her mom’s medicines, alongside her food.
“Hii” she opened her mom’s bedroom door “ I’m sorry for being late, someone stole my bike”
“Halloween of ‘86 ,, wc : 708 ,, w : swearing ,, long chap. ,, plot twist (?)
Airi had slept sitting next to the window, when she woke up by the morning sun hitting on her face, her back ached from the bad sleeping position, her mind, still foggy with sleep couldn’t quite remember why and how she slept that way.
Still clueless, she ran downstairs to prepare her and her mother’s breakfast, and when she walked to the fridge to get eggs and saw the medicine list, it all came to her, like a thunderstorm of memories, the missed Halloween, Sarah’s call, the fact she had to stay home in her favorite holiday, and the way she sat next to the window to stare at the crowded street, and yea, maybe that’s how she ended up sleeping there.
She walked towards her mom’s room and sat by her bed with two bowls of microwaved sliced apple with cinnamon.
“So, how was your night, sweetheart?” Her mom murmured.
“It was ..” Airi played with the apples with her fork “Fine, just, next time mom, can you please ask your sister to take care of you? You know Halloween is my favorite holiday”.
“ I know that Airi, but you know how vulnerable I am right now, won’t you do your mom a favor?” Her mom pleaded, taking another apple slice.
“I know mom, and I’ve been helping you for the past 4 months, and I really care about you but you also should considerate I really like halloweens”
“It’s just a Holliday, you’ll have another one”
“next year”
“Exactly!”
Airi sighed heavily and stood up again, taking her untouched bowl with her.
“where are you going?” Her mom replied, maybe a little to fast.
“I’m not hungry”
Airi came to the kitchen and washed her bowl, staring at the phone like it had offended her, she was still thinking about Sarah’s call, and whether or not it was actually important.
Airi spent the next hours writing on her diary:
“011/01/86 , last night was Halloween, and mom made me stay home to take care of her, she didn’t needed to, she could’ve asked aunt Rachel to take care of her, she’s her sister and a nurse at Jefferson high! She’d probably take better care of her than a 16 year older like me, tho around midnight I received a call from Sarah, which is weird, she haven’t talked to me since she moved to Nashville, and I think I took out my anger from not being able to trick or treat with Lauren and Mary on her because I hung up when she was trying to speak, but I still cannot understand why she’d call me, maybe I should call her back but I didn’t note the number, but if I do, I will be more careful with my words”
It was weird to write that, to be honest, Halloween that year was weird in general, and that had been doing had been doing things to Airi’s mind.
Around noon, Airi fed her mother and took a ride on her bike to downtown, mostly to buy the medicines she noted last night, but also to feel fresh air and try to forget the happenings of the Halloween night that still bothered her.
Airi wasn’t surprised to see weird things in her town, she actually lived in a suburb in Jefferson City, and to be honest, she already saw everything; people in bathing suits in the winter, people dressing like it was the 60’s, kids with cigarettes .. all of this made her consider Jefferson City her home, her safe place, but what she definitely wasn’t expecting was to see her best friend, Lauren, holding hands with …
No way. No way Lauren was holding hands with …. Sarah fucking Jane ?!
Airi paused her bike on its tracks, her gaze was sharp, more focused on the fact that the girl she had trusted everything was holding hands with the girl she had been thinking about for the past hours ever since she called her.
“Sarah ?!” Airi echoed quietly, almost loosing balance even tho her bicycle was perfectly still.
Jane and Lauren also stopped, Sarah wasn’t quite surprised, her expression stayed almost … calm— meanwhile Lauren let go of Sarah’s hand like it burned.
“Hi, Airi” Sarah murmured.
a.n. : AHHH I’M SO EXCITED TO WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER AA, hope you enjoyed this, and I will do a post talking more about the characters!!
“Halloween of ‘86 ,, wc : 708 ,, w : swearing ,, long chap. ,, plot twist (?)
Airi had slept sitting next to the window, when she woke up by the morning sun hitting on her face, her back ached from the bad sleeping position, her mind, still foggy with sleep couldn’t quite remember why and how she slept that way.
Still clueless, she ran downstairs to prepare her and her mother’s breakfast, and when she walked to the fridge to get eggs and saw the medicine list, it all came to her, like a thunderstorm of memories, the missed Halloween, Sarah’s call, the fact she had to stay home in her favorite holiday, and the way she sat next to the window to stare at the crowded street, and yea, maybe that’s how she ended up sleeping there.
She walked towards her mom’s room and sat by her bed with two bowls of microwaved sliced apple with cinnamon.
“So, how was your night, sweetheart?” Her mom murmured.
“It was ..” Airi played with the apples with her fork “Fine, just, next time mom, can you please ask your sister to take care of you? You know Halloween is my favorite holiday”.
“ I know that Airi, but you know how vulnerable I am right now, won’t you do your mom a favor?” Her mom pleaded, taking another apple slice.
“I know mom, and I’ve been helping you for the past 4 months, and I really care about you but you also should considerate I really like halloweens”
“It’s just a Holliday, you’ll have another one”
“next year”
“Exactly!”
Airi sighed heavily and stood up again, taking her untouched bowl with her.
“where are you going?” Her mom replied, maybe a little to fast.
“I’m not hungry”
Airi came to the kitchen and washed her bowl, staring at the phone like it had offended her, she was still thinking about Sarah’s call, and whether or not it was actually important.
Airi spent the next hours writing on her diary:
“011/01/86 , last night was Halloween, and mom made me stay home to take care of her, she didn’t needed to, she could’ve asked aunt Rachel to take care of her, she’s her sister and a nurse at Jefferson high! She’d probably take better care of her than a 16 year older like me, tho around midnight I received a call from Sarah, which is weird, she haven’t talked to me since she moved to Nashville, and I think I took out my anger from not being able to trick or treat with Lauren and Mary on her because I hung up when she was trying to speak, but I still cannot understand why she’d call me, maybe I should call her back but I didn’t note the number, but if I do, I will be more careful with my words”
It was weird to write that, to be honest, Halloween that year was weird in general, and that had been doing had been doing things to Airi’s mind.
Around noon, Airi fed her mother and took a ride on her bike to downtown, mostly to buy the medicines she noted last night, but also to feel fresh air and try to forget the happenings of the Halloween night that still bothered her.
Airi wasn’t surprised to see weird things in her town, she actually lived in a suburb in Jefferson City, and to be honest, she already saw everything; people in bathing suits in the winter, people dressing like it was the 60’s, kids with cigarettes .. all of this made her consider Jefferson City her home, her safe place, but what she definitely wasn’t expecting was to see her best friend, Lauren, holding hands with …
No way. No way Lauren was holding hands with …. Sarah fucking Jane ?!
Airi paused her bike on its tracks, her gaze was sharp, more focused on the fact that the girl she had trusted everything was holding hands with the girl she had been thinking about for the past hours ever since she called her.
“Sarah ?!” Airi echoed quietly, almost loosing balance even tho her bicycle was perfectly still.
Jane and Lauren also stopped, Sarah wasn’t quite surprised, her expression stayed almost … calm— meanwhile Lauren let go of Sarah’s hand like it burned.
“Hi, Airi” Sarah murmured.
a.n. : AHHH I’M SO EXCITED TO WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER AA, hope you enjoyed this, and I will do a post talking more about the characters!!
in 2026, remember how GOOD writing feels. remember how satsfying it is to get your characters to the point you have been dying to get to, where they will experience the love, fear, relief or whatever the feeling you want to bring to life may be. let this year be the year of writing, prgress and of satisfactory endings.
“ Halloween of ‘86 ,, wc : 605 ,, w : depression implied (slight), death mention (one) ,, english is not my main language ! ,, I will continue this if it goes well ,, suggestions / feedback on the asks ,, This will have more chapters I promise
The moonlight filtered trough Airi’s curtains as she finished applying her makeup, products scattered around her desk, her cd player blasting some random New Order song that she couldn’t quite understand because her cd was slightly scratched which made the sound awful.
It was the best season of the year, Halloween, it was the only time she could dress up as weird as she wanted and everyone would think it was a kind of costume, go around throwing toilet paper and rotten eggs in the houses of the ones who refused to give candy to weird ass kids on a weird ass day, knocking and running away … and that’s why Airi loved it so much.
But this year it’d be different; after her father’s death, her mom became incredibly sick, physically and mentally, she could not dinner, take bath, even read the news by herself, and for that reason she prohibited Airi from going out, since that way she could take care of her mom, and Airi hated that.
Well, maybe not hated, she knew her mom needed her, she knew it was for good, but it wasn’t like she didn’t had any more family members that could take care of her mom, and that’s what made her sad, sad because she had to miss her favorite day of the year to take care of her mom, when she literally had 2 close aunts and cousins that knew and could be in her place.
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The sound of the ringing telephone between her ear and her shoulder echoed through the empty kitchen as she wrote down a list of the medication she had to buy next morning, the cables from the device tangling in her hair.
“Airi Bentley, who’s calling?”
“Hi Airi, it’s Jane, are you free to talk right now?”
Sarah Jane. Airi broke up with her a month ago after she moved to Nashville, because Sarah didn’t trust Airi enough that she wouldn’t cheat on her—which she wouldn’t, Airi had never been so in love before— and they’d been out of touch since.
“Look Sarah” she ripped the list from the notepad and secured it on the fridge with a magnet “I’m being forced to take care of my mom in my favorite holiday, my friends didn’t call me yet which means they already went trick or treating without me and I had to write a list of medication for my mom who turned sick after my dad died— and I bet you didn’t even knew this happened cause not only you didn’t trust me that I wouldn’t cheat on you knowing I wouldn’t cause I fucking loved you— so no! I’m not free to talk.”
“But you didn’t reached out either—”
“Sarah! I don’t want to talk!”
She harshly hung up the phone, not much later regretting it, because no matter how much she was disappointed she was at Sarah, her curiosity was bigger; what if she had something important to say? What if she wanted to make things between them nice again?
Well, it didn’t matter right now, she had to feed her mom, put her to sleep, all of the boring stuff.
The rest of the night was poorly spent, she kept staring the dressed-up kids walking with their little candy-filled basked and sweet smiles, her mom was already asleep and she was too tired to do anything rather then sit by the window and get lost in thoughts such as ‘what the hell did Sarah want?’ —she didn’t call her back, too prideful for that— and ‘did her friends really forgot about her?’.
That would give her a headache next morning.
an : okay I actually didn’t expect to write all of that in one sitting, and I think it turned out pretty good .. and I’ll try to write the next chapter either tonight or tomorrow morning I swear😔
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