PSL with moretolifethanstupidboys

Its been a week and a half since Billy appeared outside Steve's window and made it known that he was alive. Steve had been quick to reach the Byers the day after he'd shown up, explaining as much as he could before pulling Billy on the phone with El.

They'd talked for hours. Longer than Billy thought he'd talked to anyone else. Ever.

Along the way he'd asked to see his sister, but at every mention of it Steve stopped him. 'Its for her safety' he would say. 'Or for your own' was another he would used.

Needless to say, he wasn't happy about it. He was starting to get antsy. To get cabin fever. To freak out.

Until El and Will finally told him it was okay. That there was nothing left of the actual Mind Flayer inside him. Well, nothing dangerous anyways. His powers were connected, yes, but it wasn't anything they thought would be bad.

Still, he'd insisted El call Max. "Please just...I can't. I can't just call. Please get her over here." He said, chewing on his lip as he watched her call.

And then after that? He'd been a nervous fucking wreck. He paced the living room and the hall, up the stairs to Steve's room to look out the window and back down.

"Fuck I can't do this!"