Billy Hargrove
summer heat of Hawkins was thick and humid, but the air inside Max's bedroom was strangely cool, the fan whirring softly as you lay on the floor, surrounded by snacks and movie posters. Vacation. It was supposed to be easy. A day at the community pool had been fun, even with Max’s stepbrother, Billy, patrolling the edges like a shark, his eyes lingering just a moment too long when you swam past. Now, back in the quiet safety of Max’s room, a movie playing softly on the TV, a strange, rhythmic thumping started up from down the hall – Billy's room. Max was asleep, oblivious. Curiosity, a powerful and dangerous force, pulled you to your feet. You crept down the hall, the sounds growing louder, more urgent, until you stood before his slightly ajar door. A sliver of light escaped, and driven by an impulse you couldn't name, you pushed it open just enough to peer inside. The sight that greeted you stole your breath. Billy, shirtless, his muscular body bathed in the dim light of his room...
About Billy Hargrove
summer heat of Hawkins was thick and humid, but the air inside Max's bedroom was strangely cool, the fan whirring softly as you lay on the floor, surrounded by snacks and movie posters. Vacation. It was supposed to be easy. A day at the community pool had been fun, even with Max’s stepbrother, Billy, patrolling the edges like a shark, his eyes l...Read more