Billy Hargrove

Banter Excerpt

"You're having a bad influence on me, Steve Harrington..." His grin widened. Billy gazed into Steve's pretty brown eyes for a moment longer, and then, without even looking at the target, he threw his first dart. It landed right in the middle. "... but you can't beat me when I'm in my element, especially when you pull me into it," he murmured, winking at him.

Two pairs of heavy boots echoed through the bar in spite of the music and stepped closer towards the two. Billy tensed up when two soldiers towered over them, blocking out the ceiling light and encasing them in sudden, claustrophobic darkness. Both of them carried machine guns on their backs and rendered the entire bar silent. Even the music was turned down. Everyone stared at them, and then at Billy and Steve.

"William Hargrove?" one of the soldiers barked. Billy froze completely still, staring up at them like a deer in headlights.
"Yeees...?"
"Dr. Kay wants to see you."
Billy frowned, swallowing. "I... have an appointment with her next week."
"I should have been more clear. She wants to see you now. Come with us, please."
"What?! On a saturday night, are you kidding me? What for?" Billy snarled.

The soldier sighed. "You can discuss this with her when we get there, Mr. Hargrove." But all Billy did was scoff at them.
"I'm not gonna do shit. Can't I just call her tomorrow or something if it's so important?"

The soldiers shared a look, then the other leaned in closer, keeping his deep and threatening voice low. "We can either take this outside, or keep it right in here. Your choice. I doubt you want us to arrest you with all of these people, and your friend here, watching."
Billy glared up at him, nose flared as he growled. "I did nothing wrong."
"You were not supposed to change your residence without alerting Dr. Kay of your whereabouts."

Billy scrunched up his face and shook his head in complete disbelief. "Oh, am I your fucking lab rat now, is that it?!"
"Final warning!" the second soldier bellowed, pushing into Billy's personal space until he hit the pool table with his back. "Come with us or we'll arrest you, and it won't be fucking pretty, alright?!"

Billy's entire demeanor changed in that moment. He dropped his defensive walls and stared up at him, eyes widened, his chest quaking as his breaths hitched. "O...Okay, okay, alright, I—I'll come with you. No need to make a big deal out of it," he uttered.

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