CHAPTER SIXTY
RUNAWAYS

Kimmy, Dustin and Erica finally made it to the movie theatre, Dustin insisting that this would be the best place for the group to hide incase the two guards came looking for them.

Kimmy was sat next to Erica pretending to watch the screen ahead of her as she waited for Dustin to leave the three drugged teens at the opposite end of the front row from where she was sat and come over to where Kimmy and Erica had a seat saved for him.

The brunette could not focus on anything, the words Aaron had told her no more than twenty minutes before replaying in her mind on a constant loop.

Of course she was glad the boy liked her, but she knew she could only take what he had said with a grain of salt, he had been blurting stuff for the past few hours. Stuff that he didn't mean or that he hadn't meant to say.

The girl was afraid to do something about it once he was sober only to realise he didn't actually remember saying anything and that he actually hadn't meant any of it.

Kimmy forced herself to get a grip, shaking her head as she took a breath, pushing down her fears and feelings as she forced herself to focus on the movie playing in front of her.

Her brows raised as she looked to the screen, rolling her eyes in annoyance as she realised the movie playing was the same movie she was supposed to see with Aaron the night before. Even in her attempt to distract herself from the boy ended up pulling her back to him.

Dustin sighed as he took a seat next to Kimmy, the boy completely stressed out as he squeezed his eyes shut in frustration before turning and whispering to Kimmy.

"Okay, it's official," he whispered, deadly serious as he spoke. "I'm never having kids."

Kimmy was more than glad that the boy had turned to talk to her, distracting her from her current troubles without even realising it.

"Well, if it's official you better make sure Suzie's on board with that decision." Kimmy teased the boy, smiling to him as she spoke.

"Shut up." Dustin retorted, clearly no longer serious as Kimmy watched his cheeks turn red.

"What are we doing here?" Erica asked perplexed Dustin, leaning over Kimmy to whisper to the boy.

"We're laying low." Dustin whispered in response, checking behind him to make sure that the two men with guns who had been chasing him weren't anywhere in the move theatre. "Cooling off. Like Oswald."

"Oswald was found in a theatre and shot to death." Erica remarked, raising her brows at Dustin as she did so.

Dustin scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest as he retaliated to her remark. "Yeah, a week later."

"The point is, his plan didn't work." Erica told the boy, calmer than she had been previously, simply stating a fact.

"Only because it was a setup." Dustin argued, Kimmy growing tired of the two going back and forth as they literally leaned over her to talk to each other.

"What?" Erica asked, clearly confused.

"He was just a patsy." Dustin rolled his eyes, Erica scoffing in response as she scrunched her face up.

She looked to the boy blankly for a moment before speaking up in a blunt tone. "Tell me you're joking."

Kimmy flinched as the woman sat behind her leaned forward to shush Dustin and Erica, the brunette sinking into her seat due to embarrassment when both Dustin and Erica snapped around and shushed the woman in her face.

"We need to get out of here." Erica sighed after she and Dustin had turned back around in their seats.

"Exactly." Kimmy agreed, nodding at Dustin as she watched him bite the inside of his cheek in thought.

"Alright," he reluctantly agreed after a moment. "You watch those three basket cases. Make sure they don't go anywhere."

"What, where are you going?" Kimmy asked the boy, clearly confused as Dustin began to stand from his seat.

"To find us a ride." Dustin mumbled as he grabbed his walkie out of Erica's backpack and quickly turned to go try get help, rushing up the side part of the theatre as he left.

Kimmy and Erica weren't sat in silence for long, the younger girl shifting so she could face the girl sat next to her better as she began talking.

"How did you break your arm anyway?" Erica asked, motioning to the cast on her arm.

Kimmy sighed, a slight grin pulling on her lips as she fully turned to face the girl. "Okay, promise you won't tell?"

Erica raised her brows, a slight grin pulling on her own lips as she looked to Kimmy in surprise. "Promise."

"It was Aaron." Kimmy told the girl in a whisper, Erica's eyes widening as her mount dropped open slightly. "But it was an accident. He felt really bad about it."

"How the hell did he do that?" Erica asked, clearly amused at what she had heard.

"He was chasing me because I ran away from him, thinking it was funny because it's funny when he gets all stressed about little stuff that doesn't matter, you know?" Kimmy paused, only continuing when Erica nodded in agreement. "Okay, well anyway, he's chasing me. Like, full on running after me. And we're in the mall on the hard floors, and I stopped to talk to Max because I past her, but Aaron didn't notice and he went running right into me and I hit my hand or my arm I don't know. But anyway, I hit it so hard against the mall floor when I fell down that it broke. He felt so bad, he took me to the hospital and everything."

Erica rolled her eyes, shaking her head as she listened to Kimmy's story. "Boys. They're useless. I don't even want to think about how that complete nerd Lucas scored Max, I'll never understand."

Kimmy snickered in response, shrugging her shoulders at the girl. "I don't know, I like them as a couple. They're good together-"

"Do any of you have batteries?" Dustin's abrupt voice caused Kimmy to flinch, snapping around to face the boy who was now sat next to her. "Double-A batteries?"

"No." Kimmy replied with her brows scrunched together in utter perplexity, wondering why the hell the boy would think she'd carry batteries on her just for the fun of it.

"Why would we have batteries?" Erica scoffed, rolling her eyes at the boys question.

"I always carry batteries." Dustin shrugged in slight confusion.

"So, then what's the problem?" Erica asked bluntly, Kimmy nodding her head in agreement.

"I need eight of 'em." Dustin sighed dramatically.

"Eight?" Kimmy questioned with furrowed brows.

"Shit." Dustin murmured to himself, looking away in thought for a moment before turning back to face the two girls he was sat with. "Guess we'll have to go to plan B."

"Plan B?" Erica repeated, completely confused by what the hell the boy meant. "What's plan B?"

Dustin rolled his eyes at the two sat next to him, motioning to the three sat at the opposite side of the row before his eyes widened dramatically.

Kimmy turned, her confused look turning into one of panic as she realised that the three were no longer sat where Dustin had left them.

"Shit," Kimmy mumbled under her breath, knowing well that the only reason they had managed to sneak off was because Kimmy and Erica hadn't done the one thing Dustin had asked to do. Instead they'd sat and talked about nonsense much louder than they probably should have seeing as they were at the movies.

...

Aaron was crouched down in the nearest bathroom the three could find, vomiting profusely into the toilet.

Steve was in the stall next to him doing the same, and Robin in the stall next to Steve doing the exact same as the two brothers.

Aaron groaned, pushing himself away from the toilet as he instead leaned his head against the cubicle wall, squeezing his eyes shut. To put it frankly, the boy felt like shit.

Aaron's mind was a daze, he could not remember anything. He didn't know how he'd got from the room the Russian's had him in to the mall toilets.

The last thing the boy could remember was waking up tied to a chair with Robin and Steve before being injected with some sort of drugs. He knew he, Steve and Robin had been drugged, he just didn't know what they had done or what had been done to them during the period where his mind was blank.

However, now that whatever had been in his system was now out, he could feel every injury on him. His entire body ached.

Yes, the marks on his face hurt, however his back, stomach and his left shoulder was so painful that it had him wincing whenever he moved in the slightest.

"You think we puked it all up?" Steve asked the two, sounding as if he felt like shit himself, Aaron half glad he wasn't the only one feeling like utter garbage.

Aaron went to reply but it was as if he literally couldn't, the boy squeezing his eyes closed again as his mouth began to sting when he tried to talk. Aaron raised a hand to his mouth, flinching back as his fingers grazed over the deep cut on his lip where it had been burst by the man's hits.

"Maybe." Robin mumbled, still sounding as if she was still partially in a slight daze. "Ask me something. Interrogate me. We should ask each other questions so we know if we're back or not."

"Okay. Interrogate you. Sure." Steve sighed, silence following his words for a moment as he thought of what to say. "When was the last time either of you, uh, peed your pants?"

"Today." Robin answered instantly, her words causing Steve to laugh as Aaron raised his head from the floor and scrunched his brows together in confusion.

"Are you serious?" Aaron asked cautiously, as if he still believed that the girl was still somewhat under whatever drugs they'd been given.

"When the Russian doctor took out the big needle thing." Robin elaborated calmly, Steve beginning to laugh hysterically in response. "Just a little bit though."

Robin then burst into a fit of giggles, laughing at herself along with Steve.

"Yeah, it's definitely still in your system." Aaron remarked, his head pounding painfully as he spoke.

"That was a stupid question to ask." Steve blurted, snickering to himself slightly. "Aaron's probably never pissed himself, he'd probably pass out from disgust. In case you haven't noticed, he's a complete germaphobe-"

"I am not a germaphobe!" Aaron snapped, suddenly feeling defensive despite knowing it was probably the truth. "I just don't like living like a pig - unlike you."

"Whatever." Steve laughed in response, clearly not believing his younger brothers words.

"Alright, my turn." Robin sighed once the pairs laughter had calmed down.

"Okay, go." Steve sighed, waiting for Robin to think of a question, the older girl pausing for a moment as she thought over what she should ask.

"Um... ever been in love?" Aaron knew that question was probably aimed towards Steve, seeing as he was actually old enough to maybe have experienced love.

"Yeah." Steve replied instantly, his answer taking Aaron by complete surprise. "Nancy Wheeler. First semester, senior year."

Aaron knew he'd liked Nancy - a lot. But he'd never once thought that his older brother might have actually loved her. The blond feeling his brows raise as he realised how far the two brothers had really come in their relationship over the past two years.

"Oh, my god." Robin mumbled in response, clearly as surprised as Aaron was. "She's such a priss."

"Turns out, not really." Steve hummed in response, not sounding phased in the slightest.

Robin scoffed before speaking up again. "Are you still in love with Nancy?"

Aaron turned his head to the side slightly as he listened to the pairs conversation, it almost beginning to sound as if they'd forgotten he was there.

"No." Steve replied calmly.

"Why not?" Robin countered curiously.

Steve hesitated, silence filling the small room the three were sat in at the question. Aaron was also interested in his answer, wanting to know what his brothers answer would be.

"I think it's because I found someone who's a little bit better for me." Steve mumbled after a long moment of silence, Aaron furrowing his brows in confusion. "It's crazy. Ever since Dustin got home, he's been saying, that I have to find my Suzie."

"Wait, who's Suzie?" Robin asked, cutting Steve off in a clearly puzzled voice.

"Dustin's girlfriend." Aaron answered simply, dropping his throbbing head into his hands as his headache began to hurt much more painfully than before.

"Yeah, it's some girl from camp, I guess his girlfriend." Steve mumbled, sighing in hesitance as he spoke. "To be honest with you, I'm not really sure she's even real."

"She's real." Aaron butted into the conversation, knowing that he wasn't really part of. "Kimmy said so."

"Okay, well, that's not- that's not really the point." Steve sighed, trying to get Robin to see what he was trying to say. "That doesn't matter. The point is, this girl, you know, the one that I like, it's somebody that I... didn't even talk to in school."

Aaron rolled his eyes, not liking having to practically listen to Steve try make a move on the only girl in the room with them.

"And I don't even know why." Steve continued with a sigh, rambling on and on to the point Aaron was sure Steve really had forgotten that the blond was in the stall next to him. "Maybe 'cause Tommy would have made fun of me or... I wouldn't be... prom king. I mean, it's stupid. Dustin's right, it's a bunch of bullshit anyways."

Aaron was two seconds away from yelling over the stall at his brother and telling him to shut up, the pounding in his head was only getting worse and Steve's loud voice wasn't making anything any better.

"I mean, I should've been hanging out with this girl the whole time." Steve continued, now muttering as if he was having the realisation of what he was saying just as the words slipped past his lips. "First of all, she's hilarious. She's so funny. I feel like, this summer, I have laughed harder then I have in a really long time."

Aaron didn't remove his head from his hands, but he did try still his breathing as he listened to what his older brother had to say.

The blond felt himself frown at what he'd heard Steve say. He hadn't known that his older brother had felt that way, almost as if he'd only really started to enjoy things that summer, Aaron felt guilt wash over him as he allowed his emotions to drown him due to not realising any of this earlier.

The blond felt like the shittest brother on the planet because Steve had said he'd had more fun this summer than ever before, Aaron suddenly taking all that on his shoulders as he found a way to blame himself - as always.

"And she's smart." Steve continued all in the same sort of mumble. "Way smarter than me. You know, she can crack, like, top secret Russian codes and... I don't know. She's honestly unlike anyone I've ever met before."

Aaron sighed as he listened to Steve ramble on and on about how much he liked the girl in the stall next to him. It was obvious with the deafening silence that followed his small rant that the girl most definitely did not like the older boy back, Aaron felt a little sorry for his brother but he probably would have felt worse if he wasn't stuck in his own thoughts.

The blond thought back to what Steve had said in his... confession that hadn't really gone all that well. Well, it hadn't gone well at all, the girl clearly didn't like him back.

It got the boy spiralling on why he seemed so fixed on Kimmy, what exactly it was that she did to make him like her so much.

He had no idea. Although the blond came to the conclusion he had most definitely liked her in a way that was much stronger than a friendship for longer than he'd probably liked to admit. However he'd only acknowledged the feeling when it became too much for him to ignore.

Aaron honestly didn't really know why or when he'd suddenly viewed her in that way, it wasn't like there was some sort of event that suddenly caused something in the blond to flip a switch and suddenly he liked her. It wasn't like that. It was a gradual thing, his feelings growing more over time. So much time that he couldn't even pinpoint when it had started.

He just liked being around her, much more than he probably should have. The blond didn't know why, there just seemed to be something about her.

Aaron knew that Steve liked to say the same about Nancy and that she wasn't like anyone else, that there was something about her that made her different. But Aaron couldn't help but feel like his older brother didn't even know a fraction of how Aaron felt about the girl.

"Robin?" Steve asked unsurely, clearly having some sort of idea that perhaps his confession wasn't fell received. Well, at least that's what Aaron had thought, however he must have underestimated Steve's ego when it came to girls because the thought of rejection clearly didn't cross his mind. "Robin, did you just OD in there?"

Aaron rolled his eyes at the question, knowing his brother was dead serious.

"No." Robin sighed, clearly flustered as she didn't know what to say. "I am still alive.

Aaron then heard Steve sigh and slide along the bathroom floor, the blond holding back his look of disgust as he stuck his head out his own stall only to find Steve sliding under his stall and into Robin's the two sat across from each other with tired sighs.

Aaron knitted his brows together, suddenly feeling left out as he was now two stalls away from the two. The blond then stood on shaky legs and walked over to the stall they were sat silently in with a scoff before sitting down next to his brother, not caring in the slightest if Steve was trying to confess his feelings to the clearly uninterested girl.

"That floor is disgusting, by the way." Aaron scoffed at his brother, shaking his head disapprovingly at him as he took a seat at his side.

Steve ignored him, rolling his eyes as he looked away from the younger boy and adverted his attention back to Robin.

"What do you think?" Steve asked, clearly hesitating as he spoke the four words.

"About?" Robin asked in faux puzzlement, raising her brows as she pretended not to understand what he'd meant.

"This girl." Steve mumbled, and despite his indirectness all three of them knew who he was talking about.

"She sounds awesome." Robin smiled at Steve, Aaron hiding a slight grin at her reply.

"She is awesome." Steve confirmed quickly, clearly beginning to think he'd made an ass of himself at her response. "What about the guy?"

"I think he's on drugs, and he's not thinking straight." Robin nodded, pursing her lips as she spoke with the slightest of frowns on her lips.

"Really?" Steve retorted, trying to convince the girl that he knew what he was talking about. "'Cause I think he's thinking a lot more clearly than usual."

"He's not." Robin shut down, looking more collected than Aaron had ever seen her as she tried to let the boy down easy.

Aaron suddenly felt uncomfortable, wishing more than anything that he had just stayed in his own stall where he could pretend he hadn't heard the conversation, his nosiness getting the best of him.

"Look... he doesn't even know this girl." Robin tried again when Steve opened his mouth to speak, Aaron practically cringing for his brother who clearly could not take a hint to save his life. "And if he did know her, like- like really know her, I don't think he'd even want to be her friend."

Aaron frowned at the girl, knowing that she was probably over exaggerating and that unless she was some sort of serial killer then there wouldn't be anything that would make Steve or Aaron not want to be her friend.

"No, that's not true." Steve dismissed, voicing Aaron's thoughts. "No way is that true."

"Listen to me, Steve." Robin began, her voice so serious that Aaron was beginning to worry that maybe she actually was about to tell the two that she was some sort serial killer. "It's shocked me to my core, but I like you. I really do like you. But I'm not like your other friends. And I am not like Nancy Wheeler."

Steve sighed as he looked to her, trying to tell the girl that the whole reason he liked her was due to that fact. "Yeah, Robin, that's exactly why I like you."

Robin scoffed in response, shaking her head at him before closing her eyes as she thought about what to say.

"Do you remember what I said about Click's class? About me being jealous and, like, obsessed?" Robin asked the older boy, Aaron leaning back against the cubical wall as he tilted his head in confusion while watching her.

Aaron had no idea what she was talking about, but he presumed that this wasn't the time to bring it up.

"Yeah." Steve nodded in response, his voice hardly above a whisper.

"Well, it isn't because I had a crush on you." Robin sighed, Aaron catching a look at his brothers expression change after the harsh hit to his ego. "It's because... it's because she wouldn't stop staring at you."

Aaron was now more than confused, not understanding where the girl was going with her story what so ever.

Apparently, neither did Steve. Seeing as the following question blurted from his mouth. "Mrs Click?"

Robin chuckled slightly at his response, knowing that it hadn't been a joke. However she soon recollected herself and shook her head, taking a breath before continuing.

"Tammy Thompson." Robin clarified, the girl clearly nervous as she spoke. "I wanted her to look at me. But... she couldn't pull her eyes away from you and your stupid hair. And I didn't understand, because you would get bagel crumbs all over the floor. And you asked dumb questions. And you were a douchebag. And- and you didn't even like her and... I would go home... and just scream into my pillow."

Aaron raised his brows as he looked to the girl. He hadn't expected that to be her reasons for turning down the older boy. He hadn't expected her reasonings to be because she didn't like boys at all.

"Oh." Aaron said in realisation, sending the girl a small smile as he realised what she had meant, not sure what else he was supposed to say or do in the moment. He didn't think he'd ever even met a gay person before, well, not including Robin. Never mind have one come out to him.

Robin nodded at him, the look of nerves slipping past her face as she looked to him. Taking a breath as she realised he'd not meant it in a rude way, but simply didn't know what else to say, the girl appreciating the small smile he sent her way that told her everything she needed to know - that it didn't bother him, he'd just been taken by surprise.

"But Tammy Thomason's a girl." Steve said puzzled, clearly not understanding what she'd meant.

Robin sighed and Aaron rolled his eyes at his brother, wondering how someone who claimed to know so much could really be so dense sometimes.

"Steve..." Robin sighed softly, trailing off as she tried to find the words that she had been so desperately trying to get out.

"Yeah?" The boy asked, his brows still furrowed in  confusion.

Robin went to say something but stopped herself, second guessing herself as she looked to the boy, she just sent him a strained smile, and that seemed to do it for the boy.

Steve tried not to let the surprise cross his face as he looked to the girl, it all clicking in place for him. "Oh." Steve said in realisation, repeating the same word Aaron had.

Robin let out a breathy chuckle as she spoke, but it was clearly sarcastic, the girl looking to the ground as she sighed. "Oh."

"Holy shit." Steve mumbled, leaning back to rest against the wall of the cubicle with a taken aback expression.

"Yeah." Robin nodded softly. "Holy shit."

Aaron frowned at how panicked the girl soon became when Steve didn't say anything else, worrying that he wouldn't want to talk to her anymore.

"Steve... did you OD over there?" She tried to joke, forcing a smile on her lips as she repeated his question from earlier.

"No," Steve shook his head, a small smile tugging on his lips as he did so. "I just, uh... just thinking."

"Okay." Robin nodded, looking away anxiously as she tried to calm the nerves that were rising inside of her.

"I mean, yeah." Steve shrugged, scrunching his nose in thought as he spoke. "Tammy Thompson, she's cute and all, but... I mean, she's a total dud."

Aaron crossed his arms over his chest and huffed, feeling out of place as the two discussed someone Aaron had never even met before.

"She is not." Robin was quick to defend.

"Yeah, she is." Steve scoffed as if it were obvious. "She wants to be, like, a singer. She wants to move to Nashville and shit."

"She has dreams." Robin tried to excuse but Steve was quick to shake his head.

"She can't even hold a tune." He remarked with a blunt voice. "She's practically tone-deaf. Have you heard her?"

"Who even is Tammy Thompson?" Aaron asked the two curiously.

Steve smacking his brothers chest lightly as he spoke. "A total dud. I'll point her out next time we pass her."

Aaron knitted his brows together, slightly confused before Steve looked away from him once again.

"I swear, she cannot hold a tune." Steve scoffed, shaking his head before he began mocking her, purposely singing badly causing the two with him to laugh.

"She does not sound like that." Robin scoffed after her laughs had come to a slow.

Steve scoffed. "She sounds exactly like that, that's a great impression of her."

"She does not." Robin continued to dismiss, however Aaron could see the way she was holding back her laugh. "You sound like a Muppet."

"She sounds like a Muppet." Steve retaliated, beginning to laugh as he spoke. "She sounds like a Muppet giving birth."

Aaron burst out laughing at his brothers words, Robin joining in as she was no longer able to contain herself. Soon enough, the three were hysterically laughing on the bathroom floor.

"What the hell?" A voice snapped from next to Aaron, causing the boy to flinch, tilting his head up to find Dustin standing right there.

Aaron felt his eyes widen as he looked to Dustin's side and found Kimmy and Erica stood with him, neither the three of them looking particularly impressed.

Aaron turned back around, the three on the floor looking to each other silently before bursting into laughter again. However this laughter was cut short when Dustin dragged Steve up by the arms and pulled him over to the sink to try clean up his face. Aaron watching with a puzzled expression before Kimmy yanked him up, dragging him over to the sink next to Steve as she went to fix the blood on his face.

"What happened to laying low?" Dustin scoffed loudly as he grabbed a pile of hand towels and began soaking them with water in the sink.

"What?" Aaron asked puzzled, tilting his head as he looked to Dustin. "Why are we laying low?"

Dustin looked to him with wide eyes and an open mouth in a beyond shocked expression. "Um... because there are two Russian guards with huge guns currently after us, Aaron."

"What?" Steve snapped, slapping Dustin's hand away when he tried to clean up the dried blood from his face. 

"We don't really have time to explain, okay?" Dustin stressed, shaking his head as he spoke. "We have to clean you two up, then we are leaving."

Steve rolled his eyes but ultimately said nothing as he allowed Dustin to frantically clean him up.

Kimmy returned from getting her own pile of hand towels, placing them down on the side of the sink before she went to try clean Aaron up as much as she could before they had to leave.

The girl hesitantly placed her hand to his face to keep him still just like she'd watched Dustin do to Steve.

Aaron cleared his throat as she did so, the blond hating the way he felt his cheeks turn the slightest shade of pink. She dropped her hand from his face once she was sure he wouldn't move, reaching down to grab a hand towel.

Steve and Dustin were talking quite loudly. Or rather, arguing more like.

"Are you feeling any better?" Kimmy asked him quietly, trying to wipe all the dried blood from his face. "They got you quite bad."

"I mean, I feel like shit and I hurt all over, but, you know, at least I'm not high out of my mind anymore." The blond answered honestly, the corners of his lips turning up into the smallest of grins when he noticed her small smile of amusement at his words.

"Well," Kimmy sighed, the small smile still on her face as she spoke. "I hope you're not planning on doing that to me again. I almost died from worry."

"I won't." Aaron mumbled, grinning slightly up at her as he let her wipe as much dried blood as she could off his face. "Promise."

Kimmy hummed in response, going back to focus on working on cleaning his face at the silence. The girl a little more behind than Dustin was seeing as she had to do so with one hand.

"Um... do you remember anything from when you were drugged?" Kimmy asked hesitantly, biting the inside of her cheek nervously. "Or did you... like, black out?"

"I think I blacked out." Aaron shrugged honestly. "The last thing I remember is being in the room with this big Russian solider then coming to my senses in this bathroom while I thew my guts up in the toilet."

Aaron had spoke with a tinge of humour to his voice, however any trace of a smile dropped from his face the second he caught sight of the brunette cleaning his face. The girl frowning sadly to herself before recollecting herself quickly, you'd have had to have been looking extremely close to have noticed, seeing as it was only for a few seconds. Still, Aaron felt his stomach drop slightly at the sight.

Kimmy forced a smile on her face as she nodded, however Aaron could see the way her brows her furrowed and her shoulders seem to drop in disappointment.

Aaron frowned as he watched her, making sure he'd ask once they were in a more appropriate setting later.

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- AJ :)