(A/N sorry this took so dang long)

We pulled into the Byers' driveway. Billy revved the engine as to tease the residents inside the house. I saw five shadows peering out the window. The only one I recognized was Steve. What is Steve Harrington doing at the Byers house?

I watched as the front door opened and Steve said out. He stood at the doorway, arms crossed across his chest. I heard the seat belt unbuckle. I quickly turned to Billy. "What're you doing? This will not end well if you go in there, Billy. Let me-"

"I don't know if you undertstand, but I'm only gonna say this once, Byers. If I don't find my step-sister, my dad will beat the living shit out of me. Got that?" Billy huffed.

I looked at my hands in my lap. I knew exactly how he felt. The anxiety of being abused by someone who was supposed to love you the most in the world. My father used to beat me when he was upset or drunk before he left my mom and I. He apologized of course, but it wouldn't erase the memories. "Billy, I- I do know how this feels," he changed his focus from Harrington to me. "I really do. So, go on. But please don't start anything that you might regret later.

The blonde nodded lightly and exited the car with an unexpected slam that made me slightly jump. He inserted a cigarette into his mouth. I could see that the two were talking, but it was inaudible what they were saying. 

A song by Motley Crue was playing at an uncomfortable level in the car. I was trying to focus on the two boys making their way to eachother in the driveway. I was on the edge of my seat when Billy threw Steve onto the ground. I quickly unbuckled myself and got out of the car. Before I could scold Billy. He entered the house. "Steve!" I hollered. "Are you all right?"

"Addeline?" He coughed out from the force of how hard he hit the ground. "Why are you with Billy? I thought you said-"

"There's no time for explanations we need to get inside, now!" I exclaimed as I helped him off the ground and we ran in.

A brooding Billy was holding Lucas Sinclair by the collar of his shirt. Max was yelling at Billy and I would've yelled at him too because he began to do the one thing I asked him not to do. My heart fell at the sight of him strangling the small teen. Everyone was yelling at Billy as Lucas kneed Billy clean between his legs. "You're dead Sinclair!" Billy yelled at the scrawny boy while holding his crotch.

"No," Steve said as Billy turned to him. "You are."

Steve's fist collided with Billy's nose. "Steve!" I yelled.

Billy began to manically laugh. "Looks like you got some fire in ya after all, huh?!?" Billy yelped excitedly out as blood began to drip out of his nose. "I've been wanting to meet this 'King Steve' every one's been telling me so much about."

"Get out," were the words that left Steve's mouth as he pushed Billy away by his pendant on his necklace.

Billy stood still for a second, but then threw his fist at Steve. Steve dodged the hit and shot his own fist in return to the blonde boy. Dustin began cheering Steve on the sidelines as Billy toppled backwards, crashing some form of glass on the ground.

The two continued fighting as they Billy moved back into the kitchen, falling back onto the sink. Billy let out a laugh before smashing a plate onto Steve's head. The kids were yelling curses and Max yelled Billy's name pleadingly.

Steve grabbed at his face where he got hit. I ran over. "Steve!-" I was cut off by Billy grabbing him.

"No one tells me what to do," Billy spit.

He punched Steve once more in the face, directly at his nose. Steve flew back onto the carpet in the living room as Billy whooped. Billy grabbed him and stood over him. He began repeatedly abusing the boy. "BILLY STOP!" I yelled.

He ignored the commotion of the kids and I as he beat the shit out of the boy who I had developed a strange liking for. Any sympathy or love that had grown on me for Billy, was quickly wiped away. I searched the room hurriedly to find something to use on the boy to stop him from hurting Steve anymore. I spotted the syringe if Will's sleeping medication. I ran and grabbed it. I began to make my way to the boy when Max stopped me. "I'll  do it." She commanded.

I  nodded submissively as she swiped the drug and trudged over to the two wrestling boys. With a sloshing noise, the syringe went straight into Billy's throat. He stopped what he was doing. Mike, Dustin, and Lucas gasped. Billy stood up to face the freckled faced girl.

Billy ripped the syringe out. "What is this," he mumbled.

He fell backwards with a thump. I rushed to Steve's side as Billy began muttering to Max. "Oh my God, Steve," I winced at all his blood on his face. "He beat the shit out of you."

Steve looked up at me. "I won, right?" 

"Oh my God. Steve-" I was cut off by the yells of the redheaded teenager.

 "SAY YOU UNDERSTAND!" I turned to see Max yelling as a thump hit between Billy's legs.

The bold girl had just hit Steve's nailed bat in between her step-brother's legs threateningly, just missing his crotch. "I understand," he managed to say out as he fell into a deep sleep.

Max pick-pocketed Billy and held the keys to his car up. "Addie, you're up," she said tossing the keys to me.