NEW CHARACTER-

Paul Wesley as James Wilson

Jonathon and Jessica were outside of their house, hugging their Mom while Hopper was looking inside.

They went inside after a few minutes.

"A trooper found something in the, uh... water that's at the quarry. Our working theory right now is that Will crashed his bike, he... made his way over the quarry and, uh... accidentally fell in. The earth must have given way" Hopper said.

Jessica felt like her heart just broke in half at those words.

Her little brother was dead.

Her best friend.

The one person she loved more then anything was gone and there was nothing she could do about it.

She wanted to cry until the tears just stopped, until she had none left but she kept it in, which was one of the hardest things she's ever had to do.

She didn't want to break down in-front of her mother and her twin.

"Joyce? Joyce? Do you understand what i'm saying?"

"No. Whoever you found... is not my boy. It's not Will" Joyce told him.

"Joyce"

"No, you don't understand. I talked to him... a half hour ago. He was... he was here. He was... he was talking with these" Joyce showed Hopper some lights.

"Talking?"

"One blink for yes, two for no. And... and, uh, and then I made this so he could talk to me. Cause he was hiding... from that... that thing"

"The thing that came out of the wall? The thing that chased you?" Hopper asked.

"Yeah"

"Mom, come on you've gotta stop this" Jonathon told her.

Jessica didn't say anything, she had nothing to say.

There was nothing that could make this situation better.

"No, maybe he's... It's after him. He's in danger. We have to find him! We-"

"What exactly was this thing? It was some kind of animal, you said?" Hopper asked.

The twins walked out of the house, not wanting to listen anymore.

"Uh, no, it was... it was almost... human, but it wasn't. It... it has these long arms and... it didn't have a face" Joyce explained.

"Joyce..."

"It didn't have a face..." Joyce started to cry.

"Joyce, listen to me. Listen to me. After Sarah... I saw her, too. And I heard her. I didn't know what was real. And then I figured out that it was in my mind and I had to pack all that away. Otherwise, I was gonna fall down a hole... that I couldn't get out of"

"No, you're... you're talking about grief. This is different"

~~~

Jessica couldn't stay at her house, not for a long time, not with all the reminds of her brother.

Nancy said that she could stay at her house for as long as she needed.

The Wheeler's house was like her second home, Mike was like her third brother, Karen was like her second mother and Nancy and Holly were like her sisters.

She was comfortable there.

Karen loved Jessica like she was one of her daughters.

Obviously Jessica loved Joyce and her brothers but it was nice to have a second family since she didn't really have a big one of her own.

She didn't even have a relationship with her dad.

Jessica and Nancy were very close.

They've been best friends since they were born.

A few years ago, Jessica realised something about herself.

She liked boys and girls.

And who made her realise that?

Nancy Wheeler.

At one of their sleepovers they were messing around and giggling when Jessica fell on top of Nancy.

They turned quiet and looked at each other's lips and then back up at their eyes.

They were gonna kiss.

But they got interrupted by Mike.

They never mentioned anything about it since.

~~~

Nancy and Jessica went to school but Nancy went to have a conversation with Steve outside so Jessica was going to go to the bathroom.

But she stopped when she saw him.

James Wilson.

Her first love.

And the boy she lost her virginity to.

They were very serious, and Jessica loved him more then she ever loved anyone.

He broke her heart.

But she still loved him, she always would.

He cheated on her.

She saw him at a party, a party she didn't even want to go to, but Nancy made her.

She didn't make a scene but she confronted him later on when he went to her house.

She broke up with him and he moved away a few weeks later.

She didn't know why though.

Surely it couldn't have been because of her.

Right?

James looked at her as a smile slowly spread on his face.

"Jess?"

"What are you doing here?" She asked him.

"I moved back" He said, stating the obvious.

"Why? And why did you move away?"

"My dad got a new job offer but after a year his old job wanted him back and offered him more money so we moved back here"

"Oh. Okay"

"How are you? I haven't seen you since..."

"Since you cheated on me and then I broke up with you?"

"Yeah... And about that... you know how much I regret that, right? I love you, I always have. It was just a dumb mistake"

"You still love me?"

"Of course I do, Jess. I never stopped and I never will"

She wanted to kiss him.

She knew she shouldn't but it was him.

It was James and she loved him.

She stepped towards him and wrapped her arms his neck, kissing him.

They were right by the girl's bathroom so they quickly broke the kiss and walked into the bathroom.

They went into one of the stalls and they quickly took each other's clothes off,

She knew she would probably regret it later but she still done it.

~~~

When they were finished and had their clothes on, Jessica quickly walked away, not even saying a word to him.

She didn't want to go back to her lessons so she went back to Nancy's house.

She knocked the door and Karen answered.

"Hi, sweetie. You can go on up but Nancy's not here right now" Karen smiled sweetly at the girl.

"Thank you. Do you know where she is?"

"I think she's gone to see your brother. About some pictures? I'm not sure though"

"Okay. Thank you, Mrs Wheeler"

"Jessie, what have I told you? Call me Karen. I've known you since you were a baby. You're practically my fourth child. No more Mrs Wheeler, understand?" Karen smiled, brightly.

"Sorry, Karen" Jessica smiled back.

"Don't be sorry"

When Jessica went up to Nancy's room she just slept.

She slept for the whole day.

It was better to sleep then to have to face her problems.

It was sort of a coping mechanism.

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I can't write smut sorry lol
I'm not good at it and it makes me uncomfortable.