Dustin From Stranger Things Novels & Stories

I needed answers. "Of course she does" The guy had jumped in to reply before Diane could do anything. He had his hands rested on the back of a hot blonde at his side "My name's Dustin" He stretched out a hand for me and I hesitantly took it, holding firmly. "Dustin Wilson" He completed with a very wide smile. I stared at his face and realized that it was really the same Dustin Wilson, the son of a popular billionaire, Jimmy Wilson, and Diane seems to know him well.

"Can we get out of here? I'm done with Dexter." The line cut off. I turned to Stefan, jaw tight. "They're okay," Stefan said quietly, trying to reassure me. The door to the study creaked open, and Dustin walked in, his eyes sharp and calculating as he took a seat. "And that's supposed to be a good thing?" he asked, voice low and wary. "That's good news, Dustin," Stefan said. "Dexter knows how to keep his distance. That's what we need — a weakness we can exploit."

“Where are you going?” “Shit,”Ethan curses under his breath. He takes a breath, composing himself, then turns around. “Duncan, I need to speak with James.” The man in the doorway is shorter than Ethan, and has blond hair scraped into a bun. He’s wearing a blue tartan kilt—so he’s not one of Ethan’s clan. He grins, then gestures behind him. “Come inside,” he says. Ethan pauses for a beat before he sighs. He heads back toward the door, his hand still clasped around mine.

I sat in silence. Suddenly, my phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number from my hometown area code. I hesitated for a moment before pressing answer. A heavy silence hung on the other end of the line for a few seconds before Mom's voice finally came through. "Eileen…" I didn't say a word. She broke down, sobbing uncontrollably. "Eileen, I was wrong. Cody's been arrested, Lexie ran off, and the neighbors won't stop whispering about me. I really realize my mistakes now. Eileen, please, come home and see me. You're all I have left…"

Dustin awoke to someone shaking him. He wondered what the woman wanted. He hoped it wasn't another round. She had been more energetic than all his other bed mates; both human and lycanthrope. “What do you want?” Dustin asked drowsily. All vestiges of sleep deserted him when he saw the pistol she pointed at him. Nadine pulled out her phone and showed him a picture of Dave, “Have you seen this man around?” Dustin looked at the picture, then at Nadine. Before she could blink, Dustin had flung her off him.

She regarded me as if I wasn’t here. The lunch went on like that. I can see that Nana Calista is close to Maliya. They kept reminiscing about the past. Successfully making me feel out of place. What can I contribute to the discussion of the past? If it was about Matt Damon, I would have told them even his pet name, but this is just so… so awkward. “Are you okay, Ren?” Devin leaned closer to me and whispered. “I’m fine. Just a little tired” I whispered back, not wanting to make a scene.

He again puzzled me about the known stranger lady from his past who certainly had influenced him. "Davian please tell me in clear words who is she and what is her connection in Dustin's accident?"this time I said sharply to fetch out whole truth from his stubborn heart. "Olivia Grayson."his voice waved with pain and I felt if I was hallucinating. Oh wait that bitch. "Olivia!"I gasped.She is surely a psychopath.

I trusted you more than all the people I grew up with. What a strange thing for me to do, right? Well, I'm a strange person anyway. doing something to add up on that growing list of all the weird things I did in life wouldn't hurt. Anyways, I also want to say that I miss you. The last thing I heard from you was the plan we were supposed to do yet you never came. Please respond... I miss you... Sincerely, Your Stranger

Amayah cried as his knees dropped to the grass. “It’s ok”. Amayah heard someone say. “Who are you”. Amayah questioned the stranger. They were putting on white clothing all around even to their shoes. He had a fine blond hair and stone-cold grey eyes, he had a strong jawline and unshaved beards. “I’m Dustin”. The man smiled. “Do I know you, Dustin”? “No you don’t, actually I’m here to get you to the school”. Dustin said. “What school”. Amayah asked.

I thought to myself, but that changed when I noticed how he stared at the shirtless guy who walked out outside their house. I'm suspicious because of the weird look Dustin is giving the shirtless guy, but then I remember how he flirted with the girl earlier, so I'm even more confused. "Hey Dustin," I said calling his attention. "What's up?" He asked still looking at the same guy. "Are you gay?" My question eventually drew his attention to me, and a huge grin came on his face before he spoke. "No, I'm not gay," he replied, quashing my suspicions, but before I could breathe a sigh of relief, his next words startled me.