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F’reader x Eddie Munson

🕯Chapter 2

Ch.1

Ch.3

🦇The Beast with Brown Eye's🦇

You woke to the sound of your heart beating heavily in your ears. The floor was cold and, your t-shirt soaked with its slime. When you got up, you could hear the bones in your body crack. You let out a soft groan as you rub your face.

"Where am I?"

You looked up, a mild pounding growing in your skull. You let out a scream, as you saw the area. The trees were dead, the leaves dead, while white particles floated delicately in the air. As you looked up, the sky flashed with a bright red that outlined a few creatures flying in the air. Tears dripped down your cheeks as you stood out with a pained grunt. You stepped back and leaned on a dead tree, slimy vines crawling up its trunk.

"Oh God...was I killed by the fucking beast? Is this what hell looks like?"

You noticed that this was just like the woods you walked through many times. You were close to home too. So you walked carefully out of the woods, a sound of skin ripping once more filled your ears. You look back and witness one of the tree's pushing open, its bark cracking as something tries to get through. You stare in horror as the bark tears and the beast pops through, its chirping piercing the air. Quickly you began to run, your ankles stinging and your chest burning from breathing in the cold air. Making it out of the woods, you run to your house, it gets closer and closer until finally, you're pulling yourself onto the porch. Adrenaline still pumping through your veins, you push yourself into your house, finally, collapsing onto the dirtied floor. You hiss and hold onto your ankle, letting your emotions overwhelm you. You sob, letting this new world taunt your mind, including this monster.

"God, why?! Why does this exist? I don't understand what I did!"

To stay off your assumed sprained ankle, you crawl to the restroom. You sit on the toilet and look for your medkit, quickly finding it and wrapping your ankle up.

You jump at the sound of lightning striking the ground and you see a silhouette outside from the red flash. It looked human, your heart jumped in joy, and you hobbled outside trying to get to the person.

"Hey! Hey, help! Come here!"

You rounded a corner and finally caught up to what you thought was a person...what you thought was human. Facing you was a tall, thin humanoid creature with elongated limbs. You stared in atrocity as the faceless creature stepped forward, letting out a rumbling chirping from its chest. You stepped away as you turned and ran, the pain in your ankle subsiding as your focus was trying to survive. Your breath filled the atmosphere, as a terrifying screech rang through the air and the sound of stomps came after. Your vision began to get blurry and made the mistake of looking behind you. You let out a cry as you crumpled to the ground, your ankle giving out on you. You landed on your ass and immediately began to crawl backward.

Trying your best to put distance between you and the thing beast, but as soon as it got close it lunged. You curl into yourself and wait for the blow. A large crash came and you looked up from your defensive position.

You saw two bodies tangling with each other, and terrible noises coming from them. Quickly you recognized one of the creatures to be the one on the paper. It's back now bloodied and full of flower-shaped wounds.

The bat creature was then flipped over, its stomach exposed as the flower beast bit and clawed at it. You tried to get away from the fight, but as you tried to stand the sudden pain caused you to yelp. This caught the attention of the flower monster. It scratched at the other and broke out from their grasp. The grey monster charged at you, quickly launching itself towards you. The other beast was quick to get up and chase after its enemy.

You back away as the grey beast closes in and before it could pounce, the other monster grabbed it by the ankle. It struggled to pull it back as the other continued to claw after you.

"L...leaaavve....n-oww!"

You heard a broken voice speak to you. You look up to see the humanish monster staring straight at you. Its brown eyes were intense and his face scratched as it focused to keep hold of the grey beast. You nodded, and pushed yourself up. You looked back as you limped away, and towards your house.

The two beasts fought as you heavily limped away. The pain in your leg was only getting worse and you wanted to help fight.

"My 12. Gauge-"

You whispered and hobbled faster to your house. It was a quick find and once more you left your home. You loaded it and left the safety on as you used it as a crutch. The closer you got the more you were getting anxious. You watched as blood was splattered across the ground as the two monsters fought. Again you became light-headed. So you screamed out and took the rifle, undoing the safety and aiming it.

"Yo! Batty, get outta the way!"

The two monsters perked up, as they heard the cocking of your shotgun. Batty quickly jumped off the grey monster and quickly it charged at you. You saw Batty's eyes widen and get ready to charge at the grey monster until you got into a stance and aimed. You waited till the monster got closer and huffed.

"The nickname Bullseye better not let me down-"

You pulled the trigger, and a loud bang rang through the red skies. The grey beast's body went limp as its head scattered into remote pieces. Quickly you reloaded and aimed the gun again, shooting at the body many more times. Batty watched wide eye as you destroyed the monsters body, until they saw the shotgun barrel pointed at them.

"You."

You glared at the bat-like beast with the shotgun barrels. Your eyes scan over the monster's body, its blood dripping down its torso. You get lightheaded at the sight, and even through all the training with gore films you loosen your tight grip on your gun. You topple over and whisper a few words before backing out. For the second time that day.

"...catch...me."

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Soft touches and a sudden sharp pain woke you. Your eyes fluttered open and you noticed right away you were in a new location. You let out a soft groan and the soft touches stopped.

"Ugh...what the..where the hell am I?"

You propped yourself up on your elbows and let your eyes adjust. Once they adjusted, you took in your surroundings, quickly figuring out you were in a trailer. The sound of movement caught your attention and you turned to face where you heard it. You saw Batty, tending carefully to your leg, without their two fingers but all five. It had no more wings like a bat. Batty noticed right away that you awoke, and quickly opened its mouth to speak, but only a chirp came out. The beast's face contorted into irritation, and you continued to watch wide-eyed.

"I...what?"

You quickly got up, ignoring the pain in her leg and dashes. The beast let out a screech in confusion as it chased after you.

Just as you left the trailer and ran Batty, ran past you, then stopped in front of you. It gives a pained look as it speaks.

"St-sto..op! I'm trying to...h-hel...help!"

You stop as told and stare up at the tall monster. Its body is pale and its torso is just like a lanky male. Tattoo's covered its right peck on its left forearm, another inking. Its face was human as well, except for its long pointed ears. Scars tattered all over its body, down on its legs, you noticed the loin cloth and averted your eyes. What you also noticed was the blood covering it's body, with dried wounds from the fight.

You sighed and sat on the cold ground and looked back at the brown eyed beast.

"Sorry, for running...and thanks for helping my fucked leg."

You rub your mug in annoyance on why you were speaking with the beast. It then plopped down right in front of you. You look up and you get a pang of familiarity from its face.

"Why do you, whatever you are, look so damn familiar."

The creature shrugged causing you to huff through your nose. You were quick to notice it wince in pain and how dirty it looked. You speak softly, causing the beast to stare at you.

"Is there water..down here where you live?"

Batty nods and stands, stepping up to you and holding out its large dark hand. You take it hesitantly. Then suddenly you're flung upwards, arms wrapping around your bottom. You let out a sharp yelp and the beast makes a sound similar to a high-pitched chuckle. You pout

"What...what are you?"

You feel its hands tighten around your waist and thigh. You wince a bit and the beat immediately loosens.

"Sorry..."

The beast whispers poorly, as it walks back towards the trailer. You were uncomfortable as Batty carried you, scared that it'd go rabid and kill you but the only thing that came was a soft voice.

"I...am...h-hum-an. Now-"

It clears its throat and it's Adam's apple bobs. You listen quietly, the information gathering in your head. You wanted to ask more questions, but the beast continued to speak.

"I'm....t-this and It's...been so long."

"How long?"

"Years."

The voice was as clear as day as it spoke. It sent shivers down your spine and you were going to ask but the beast set you down on the trailer's stairs. Batty then opened the door, and you quickly limped in. Batty followed behind, crawling in.

"...Is there a shower here?"

"Yes."

The short responses scared you, it caused a panic to course through your mind. The tension flowed between the two of you as Batty walked on all fours and pointed to a side door.

"Here."

"Thank you...Batty?"

The monster only queried its head and moved back to lay on the couch. Batty Tended to its own wounds from, what you assume, yesterday.

You moved to the bathroom, and the particles flew through the air and tendrils were all over the walls and floor. You gagged a little before turning on the water. You felt it as it fell and you hissed at the freezing temperature. You made sure to turn the heat on full blast and as soon as the water heated, the tentacles moved away, as far away from the heat as possible. You made note of this. Feeling the grit and grime on your body you shed your clothes and jump in.

Of course, there wasn't fresh shampoo so you let the water rinse over your body. A shiver rolled down your spine and a soft sigh released from your chest. The shower let you relax, even though in the back of your mind you'd get stressed all over again.

A soft bump against the door startled you, and swiftly you turned off the water and hopped out. Was the beast spying on you? A feeling of dread fell and you ran to the door and opened it, peeking your head out carefully. There you saw Batty tending carefully to the wounds on its back. Closing the door you felt something fall and you saw a pair of clothes. They were men's clothes, and a pair of boxers. This also included a towel. You looked back up to the monster and watched as it looked up then quickly turned away. You stare in confusion before taking the items and then closing the door.

You unraveled the t-shirt and the symbol on it made you squeal in excitement. Your favorite band was on it, black sabbath.

"Holy Shit! I didn't know they made shirts like these! Hell yeah, Black Sabbath!"

You quickly put the shirt on and slipped on the boxers, both were cold on the skin. Again you peeked your head out, your dirty clothes piled in your arms as you then walked out of the bathroom. The Beast continued to be turned away. On its back were multiple bruises, cuts, bites, and overall blood, you felt a pang of guilt from the image. You chirped up, though you were anxious with the idea.

"Do you...need a shower?"

The beast turned around slowly, confusion was written over its face. You motioned to the bathroom.

"I can wash your back...and maybe help clean those open bites for you. Also you look like shit."

Batty looked back, and you watched as it lifted its head up and laughter bubbled up from its chest. It was laughing at you! You huff and felt yourself get defensive.

"Well you don't have to laugh at me! I just wanted to help."

The beast calmed down and pretended to wipe a tear from it's eye. It then turned to you and smiled.

"I-i know."

You spit out a response,

"Well are you going to take my help, or not."

"I a-am. So-sorry for la-laughing."

The monster only grinned and crawled towards you. It was unnerving and you stepped back for caution. It noticed causing its face to fall slightly. It then pushed past you and into the shower. It carefully turned on the water and let it heat up. You walked in and watched.

"Isn't that going to hurt you like it did those tentacles."

"No..."

"How?"

"I'm not c-c-con-nect-nected to this, w-world."

Batty growls at its own stutter and rubs its face in annoyance. It then crawls in the shower, you notice it's still wearing its loin cloth. You don't press further into why it's not connected to this place and change the subject.

"Are you sure you want to have that loon cloth on."

"Are y-you sh-sure you'd like t-to see a s-strangers penis?"

The beast retorts with a snarky tone. Which you quickly shut your trap. Cause no, you didn't want to see the monster's dick.

"So- you're a guy?"

"What? O-of course I am."

"Well I can't assume! Female Hyenas have penises and this...place is weird."

The beast gives a unamused look and turns back, just before leaning over into a cabinet to grab not fucked up shampoo.

"This place had shampoo?! I should've checked."

The monster only lets out a small huff and pours the shampoo in his hair. You watch as he struggles to wash the top of his head and you walk over tapping the monster on the shoulder. He moves his hands and lets you go to work. You scratch at the monster's head and make sure the shampoo goes through all of his hair. You then rinse his hair out, then go into the cabinet and grab the conditioner. You put a glob of it in your hands and continue to wash. The beast lets out a soft purr, as you itch behind his ear. You find it kinda soothing.

Once his hair was clean, you moved onto his body. Taking a clean washcloth from the cabinet. You soaked it in the warm water and rubbed it gently on the monster's back. He chirped in pain as you scrubbed away the dried blood and soon enough he was clean. Your offer was finished. The monster gave a loud yawn, and in horror you saw its sharp teeth. That's when you stepped back.

Your palms began to sweat and your face went pale. You watched carefully as the monster turned the warm water off and grabbed a towel to dry itself. You let out a yawn to let your body relieve stress, and you left the bathroom.

You made sure to be careful when walking since it was dark, and your ankle didn't need any more shit happening to it. You sat on the couch and watched nervously making sure you could see the creature come out. Which, he did and with a towel wrapped around his narrow hips. It walked in a room in the back, and you heard tearing. You soon found out it was just for a new loin cloth. The monster came out of the room in the back and sat on the floor. He looks down at you and plays with his wet hair.

"Thanks..."

"Yea, it's...only fair."

You yawn again and stretch. A soft chirp catches your attention.

"If...if y-you're t-tired there's a room...you can sle-sleep in."

You nod and stand without a thought, a sharp pain shooting through your leg. You curse and sit back down. Batty, quickly goes to your side and gently picks you up. Cradling you against his arm as he takes you to the only room in the trailer.

The room was decent and was filled with posters. There was an aux and a cool looking guitar. The mattress was covered in stains and that was where Batty set you down. You scanned the room and saw the large spray painted name.

"Eddie?"

Batty seemed to react to the name and turned to see what you were staring at.

"What...about him?"

"Eddie Munson, I...he's-"

The beast growled and looked at you with a glare, you looked back and went quiet.

"What! A-a F-freak, o-occult leader? Hm?"

"What? No! What the hell is wrong with you!"

The beast growls louder and pounces. He pins you against the bed and your heart races, eyes filled with tears.

"Me?! I-I'm a m-monster! I d-don't w-want to he-hear any-anymore negative s-shit about h-him!"

"If you would've l-let me finish! Y-ou would k-know he's Gareth's best friend! My best friend is still mourning the loss of his best friend! Now I-I'm in his room? I- I am Scared! I am lost and I don't know where I am! Then I am chased by you- meeting a another fucking monster. And now- I...I'm just so tired and in pain."

Batty quickly gets off of you and hunches in the doorway. You let out a few quick sobs, and Batty reaches out to go to comfort, but you back away and slap the hand.

"Leave me alone!"

And he does. Batty swiftly leaves the room as you grab the soft comforter and bring it over your head. As you simply cry into the flattened pillow, the sudden wave of relaxation causes you to sleep.

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When you woke the next day, Batty was gone yet, in the kitchen there was plenty of fresh food. You felt tired as you made the food and ate quietly. When you went back into Eddie's room, you grabbed one of his books, just a random one, and read. Till what you assumed a few hours had passed, a loud noise game from the living room. You jumped up and limped to the living room.

What you saw was a bloody mess. Batty was heaving against the floor covering a few bloody injuries. The floor creaked under your weight and Batty turned his head to the sound, his eyes widened when seeing you.

"S-sorry- I-"

You walk over to Batty and grab his hand, pulling him towards the shower. You washed him, despite his protests and pleas.

"Shut it. You're hurt, so I'm going to help."

"I am sorry. You- you shouldn't have to do this after what I did yesterday."

"It's okay, you were probably a friend of Eddie too. You were only protecting his name. Now, quiet and let me clean you."

You continued to wash Batty and then after drying him, you patched the injuries up with an old medkit you found. When you finished that, you left. Just before you turned to look at Batty, who stared at you with wide brown eyes.

"Night."

"...night."

You retired to Eddie's room and slept for the rest of the day.

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The same thing happened in the weeks that passed. Every time you woke up, Batty was gone, you'd find fresh food in the kitchen. You'd eat it and then go to Eddie's room and read. Then after a few hours, Batty would come back covered in bloody bites and cuts, the previous bandage completely torn. You'd take him to be cleaned and then you'd leave to sleep. He'd do the same, each time with less of a stutter.

Till one day, Batty was gone like the usual, you found the food like usual, but Batty was gone. He didnt come back later into the day like usually, he stayed gone for a few days. You had grown an attachment to the monster, cause you knew, he was the one bringing you the food, he'd always give you change of clothing for showers. Batty was genuinely a sweet thing, evean though the two of you never with had a deep conversation you know he cared and always tries to be careful with you. You missed the way he carried you to Eddies room when your ankle hurt.

So when suddenly at the middle of the night you heard a clang and soft sobs, you immediately rushed out of your room. You entered th living space and witnessed, Batty again covered in scratches and bites, but also blood around his mouth. You watched as he quietly leaned against the couch and held his head in hands crying softly into them. It broke your heart, so you hobbled over to him and took his hands away from his face slowly, his big brown button eyes stared down at you. Gently you rubbed the back of his large hands and consoled him.

"Let's get you cleaned up, Okay?'

Batty nodded softly and followed you as you entered the bathroom. You started the shower and turned it to a comfortable warmth, you opened the cabinet and you noticed from his last drop off he got you some products of your own. Soon enough you order Batty to get in the shower and you begin to wash him. Softy the creature's cries died down, and soon you were washing his back. Then it was legs, which he'd do himself but you wanted to take care of him. Batty grabbed your wrist gently causing you to look up, his lips formed into a nervous frown.

"I can do it-"

"No, you were gone for days...I missed doing this. So let me."

Batty let's go and a soft sigh escaping his lips a you continued to wash further. You steered clear from the loin cloth and just as soon as you started, you were then finished. You ringed out the wet cloth and tuned the water off. You then grab a fresh towel and Batty lowers his head so you can easily dry it. Once finished you hand him the towel so he can dry the rest. You made sure to leave to give him privacy and retired to your room. You flopped on the bed and gave a soft sigh, and when you heard Batty come out you met him in the living room. He held out a medkit and you smiled softly.

"Alright, big boy, I got ya."

You take the medkit from his hands, again were much larger than yours, and began to patch the beast up. It was silent or a while before you spoke up, curiosity scratching into your mind.

"Where did you go?"

Batty hums, his pointed ears shifting at he sound.

"Somewhere, I dont know exactly, I j-just go."

"Why?"

"Well you sure are nosy today."

Batty teases, causing you to let out a quiet huff.

"Well, Its kinda weird having a roommate be gone for as long as a few days. So, I would kinda like to know."

"Mhm, okay. Well I kinda just...go? I just go to where my head tells me to. Its like a gut feeling, then suddenly I'm in my old world, so thats how..thats how I get the food and bathroom s-stuff."

This peeks your interest as you finish cutting the last bandage, giving it a soft pat. You step back and sit, listening to Batty speak.

"Oh, do you think I could get home that way?"

"I'm not sure. I go into a weird zone where I just do. I suck the blood of cows or any pets, and I always have to fight the urge to attack a person. I-I hate it when I get that urge, but...I've noticed the more blood I consume...the easier I can shift my arms into either wings or hands. So maybe one day when I drink so much, I can become human again. My true body."

Batty's voice cracks softly as tears well in his eyes, a soft yawn passing through his lips. You yawn as well, heading for your room. When you didnt hear anything from Batty you turn and whistle. He snaps his attention to you and you wave him to follow.

"C'mon Batty, I can't stand to see you sad and then sleep on the floor, I bet it hurts your back."

Batty gives a soft smile, it warms your face a bit and gives you another sense of familiarity You walk to your room and plop onto the comfortable mattress. You watches the beast crawls hesitantly into it, and gives you a confused look.

"Your going to be sleeping with me."

"I-I, its okay- you dont have to pity me-"

"Ah- Im not pitying you. Im doing this out of, one, I missed you and two, sleeping on the floor is rough. Especially to you back. So come have a decent sleep."

"Oh..O-okay. Thanks..."

"(Y/N). My names (Y/N)."

Batty smiles and thanks you, carefully crawling into bed. He almost takes up the whole bed and even drowns you with his size, as you lay comfortable against his warm chest.

"So...Batty? Thats the name you gave me?"

"Well- yea. How the hell was I supposed to know what to call you? You have bat-like features, your hand..wing things? Your teeth, and you ears. Plus the the unruly hair you got there makes it look like you have neck fluff."

You feel Batty's body shake from giggles that soon turned to happy laughter. You smile and then let out a soft yelp as Batty curls his arms around you and presses you against his bare chest. You eyes fluttering shut for sleep, as you ask him.

"So...do you have a name?"

"I do."

"Well...yea..duh. You were human of course you'd have a name."

"Wow, connecting the dots?"

"Shut it...well, what is you name?"

"Eddie...Eddie Munson."

The both of you went quiet as you take in this information. Though your eyes fell shu with sleep, not fully processing the name he gave. For the rest of the night, both you and the monster slept, bodies pressed together for comfort. Eddie never once woke up or disappeared into the night like usual. Only the two of you, sleeping soundly in each others arms

Date: October/05/2022

By 🦇🕯GothicCremes🕯🦇

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F’reader x Eddie Munson

🕯Chapter 1

Ch.2

🦇It Started With Paper and Smoke🦇

Working on the weekend wasn't your preferred way of spending your free time. Though, seeing your work buddies did bring some relief. So, working at the new Hawkins Music store wasn't too dull.

A soft bell shook you from your thoughts, and a customer walked in. It was a constant since the weekends were always busy, and parties were happening later that night. You would've gone to one, but you made plans with Gareth to smoke.

So begrudgingly, you tended to the customers and their questions. It was until the sun began to set, that you knew your shift was coming to an end. Quickly you swept the floors, cleaned the counter, and turned the open sign to close. You lazily put in your hours and rushed out the door, locking it behind you. Then hobbled tiredly to your car and pulled out of the parking lot.

The drive was short, and you could see Gareth sitting quietly on his porch. His hair bounced around his face when he turned to see who was pulling in. A soft smile stretched across his plush cheeks when he saw it was you. Gareth trotted down the patio and to your parked car, a soft blunt in between his fingers.

“You plan to drive home high (Y/N)?”

He teased, as he opened the door for you. You grumbled as you unbuckled and walked up the porch for comfort. Gareth just snickers and shuts the car door. He follows you up and sits down on one of the chairs.

“I might just spend the night here man, you said that your parents won't be home for two more days right?”

“Yeah, so you can stay the night if you're too high to drive safely. ”

“Sweet, so, why’d you suddenly ask if we could smoke today? Is everything okay?”

“I would say yes but, I’m gonna be honest I just need to get something off my back and I just wanted someone to listen.”

“Yeah, I get that man, what's up?

“Thanks, I appreciate it (Y/N).”

“Of course, you're always there for me. Even after I graduated.”

“Yea, I've just been so stressed lately. I'm a junior, and I'm a new Dungeon master. I have all the notes he took but I'm not a good storyteller, not as great as he was. Everyone is relying on me and…the two oldest players are graduating and leaving. I don't know what to do (Y/N.).”

Gareth paused his rant to take a hit of the joint, his shoulders relaxing his lip quivering less. You watched carefully, placing a gentle hand on his leg.

“It's okay, How…how did you become the Dungeon master?”

Gareth sighs and hands you the joint which you quickly took a hit of. His voice sounded vulnerable and his eyes faced the ground.

“My old dungeon master, he should've been your age…maybe just a year older. He took me in when I was a freshman, treated me like I was a person for the first time, and invited me to his club. It was great! I met Jeff and Freak. I made friends and joined a band, until one night he just vanished. Our gang searched every day and everywhere for him. Everything was just…left behind. His notes, his beloved guitar… just gone. Now I’m stuck here trying to get over his loss and I’m just looking through his notes for this campaign. I miss him.”

You rubbed his leg softly and you took a large huff on the joint. He sighs and takes the joint from your fingers pressing it between his lips. Your voice is quiet when you decide to speak up.

“Who…who are you talking about? It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me. But he seems very important to you, so I’m curious.”

Gareth looks up at you and smiles grimly.

“He was, uh. Eddie Munson. He has pronounced dead a year ago. He was the original DM and creator of the HellFire club. He was bullied, though he never seemed to let that get him. Eddie was a smart ass.”

He stands with a thoughtful smile and holds out his hand. You grab it and he leads you inside. You rush over to his pantry and dig through his snacks. Gareth snickers as he rolls up another joint. You found a few snacks and happily skipped over to Gareth, who was sitting on the couch watching Tv. You handed him some of the chips you had in your hand and snatched the blunt from his lips.

“So…about Eddie. What did he like to do?”

Gareth turns to you, his eyes glazed over and droopy. He chuckles and looks back at the television.

“He loved being a dungeon master, wrote notes and everything. Carved and hand-painted little figures that I use now. He also read all of the Lord of the Rings. Would tell us stories about it and would go on long rants. Eddie also sold drugs, everyone knew, and they'd be sold at his favorite spot. In the woods just behind the school. He also played in the band, which is now separated. He was the lead guitarist, I was the drummer, Freak was the bassist, and Jeff was the other electric guitarist.”

You cooed, your body relaxing into the couch as Gareth happily told stories of him and his friend. You felt your eyes flutter, your body going limp, as sleep took over.

—

When you woke, Gareth was gone and an unknown name popped into your mind. You wrote a note for Gareth as you tiredly made your way to your car, leaving quickly. Throughout the day and at work the name seemed to come to mind. So after work, you decided to go to Hawkin's Post.

It was a crowded area, and many people were rushing around. Papers scattered around tables and when you walked in a short-haired lady around your age walked up to you.

“Hello, I’m Nancy wheeler. I'm the Editor of Hawkin schools magazines, what do you need.”

Nancy gave you a seemingly annoyed look and that caused you to get a bit anxious. You stuttered out a response.

“Hi- Nancy, uh. Do you have anything on…a missing person?”

“A missing person? Who do you want to know about? We have one of Will Byers, Samantha Williams, and many others in our older papers.”

You look at Nancy and scratch your head.

“Would you..possibly have any on. Eddie Mundon?”

“What? I mean, yes but why would you want to know about the missing slash pronounced dead town freak?”

She pursed her lips and raised a thin eyebrow. You huff, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Nancy…do you have it or not? I'm friends with one of Eddie’s close buddies and he is still mourning the loss. So is it so bad that I want to learn more about the guy?”

Nancy nodded and walked away. You stand awkwardly as you wait for her to come back. After a few minutes, Nancy does come back and has a few newspapers in her arms.

“Here is all I could find. Hope it can help.”

“Thank you so much, Nancy. I appreciate it.”

“Yup!”

You take the papers from her and pay the amount you owe for them. Quickly after being paid she scampers away to go back to work. You do the same and head to your car, driving back home, the papers sitting patiently on the passenger seat. Once reaching your home, you pull into the driveway and park. You step out of your car and grab the newspapers Nancy gave you. You walk up the stairs and see a rolled-up newspaper on your doorstep. You quirked your head to the side and picked it up, adding it to the pile in your hands.

“God damn…I have so many newspapers.”

You entered your home and set down all of the newspapers you had on the closest counter. You spread them out and find the sections that talk about Gareth’s friend. You read out loud, the titles of the articles making you furrow your brow.

“Eddie Munson was found deceased in Hawkins woods after being convicted of being the leader of the HellFire Cult. Was it a suicide?”

You read through the article; it explains that after being on the hunt for them, Police found his body laying in the forest. That the case was finally closed and the cult leader was no longer. Annoyed, you changed your gaze to another paper.

“Is Eddie Munson a murderous sacrificial cult leader? Are the Hawkins murders his fault?”

The article goes to explain how one of the Basketball players saw Eddie sneaking into the woods with multiple others in costumes. It explains what he saw was some sort of sacrificial ceremony. So the player ran and told the police. The report went on but you switched to a different newspaper. You grabbed the newspaper that was sitting on your stars and untied the rope around it. Your eyes widened as the title in bold letters said ‘A New Monster in Town. Beware of the blood-sucking beast.’ You continued reading, your eyes scanning feverishly over the paper. Cows were being sucked dry, civilians saw the beast in the woods. It was just like a vampire horror film, and you were not here for it. You set the papers down and set them off to the side.

The papers warned that people shouldn't be going out after dark, but you haven't heard of any murders. There wasn't a sign the creature; if it even existed, would attack a person. With your mind overloaded with the new information about Gareth's good friend and the news of the hoax monster, you left the house.

“Well, the monster thing is one way to scare a shit town like this.”

You looked at the woods that surrounded your house. The tree’s swayed with each other as the cold wind pushed them around. Soon enough, the wind began to push you around, almost eager for you to enter, calling you forward into the woods. You complied with its requests and slowly entered the woods.

The sun was slowly setting, and as you walked further in, the moon began to peak. You didn't know how long you'd been walking or what time it was. However, that wasn't on your mind. You scanned your surroundings and spotted a wooden picnic table. Slowly you walked up to it and saw scribbles and slight overgrowth. A name you knew was carved into it, Eddie Munson.

Your mind became crowded with questions. Was this his table? Is this where he died? What did he do here? The questions continued as you ran your hands over the carvings of his name.

The moon peaked over the trees, its light covering you in little speckles. The leaves glowed as well, deer can be heard dancing as the leaves crinkled under their hooves. At least, that's what you assumed.

You sit at the table, enjoying how it felt underneath your bottom. You laid your head down, the moss and leaves tickling your soft cheeks. The moon continued to light up the area, and your soft yawns filled the sky.

“I should be heading back…it's getting late.”

The table creaked as you stood up, another yawn escaping your soft lips. The woods were silent, except for the occasional cricket chirps and branch breaking. You wandered the forest for what seemed like a long time. You seem to be getting anywhere and your skin crawled with the terrible feeling of being watched. It made you just a bit nervous. Finally, you found your house and sped walked onto the porch, the feeling of being stalked never wavering. You fought the urge to look back and failed. You turned your head to face the woods and there was nothing.

“Nothing?”

You felt confused but shrugged it off to you being nervous about the newspapers. So you took out your keys and entered your home. Since being out in the woods, you felt gross, so taking a shower was the best option to get clean and relaxed. You walked into the hallway and the bathroom. You stripped, taking off your matching undies and bra, flinging them to the side. Then, you started the water, making sure it was at the right temperature. Once it was ready, you stepped in letting out a soft moan as your muscles relaxed and the warmth hugged your body. You let yourself rest in the bathtub after cleaning your hair and body, until the water turned cold. Begrudgingly you left the tub, grabbing a towel to dry yourself off. Sleepily, you emptied the soapy water from the tub and trudged to your room. You set your alarm for work, and crawl into bed, not bothering to put on PJs.

For the next few days, after work or smoking with Gareth, you would go on your nightly walks. You’d end up at Eddie’s old table which you found to be near the school. So you’d sit there, playing with the cracks, and sometimes you'd bring a book or a newspaper. When reading the newspapers, there would be more claims about the monster. Telling that it attacked another flock of cows or another outside pet. So you continued your nightly routine.

This night was like the others, you got off work late, grabbed the newspaper off your doorstep, and headed to the old picnic table. Since it was later, it was already dark outside as you weaved yourself through the trees. So it was difficult to see, but you made it to the table perfectly fine. You sat and began to read your newest paper. You sighed when you saw the heading.

“Real Vampiric Monster sighting with a photo! How exciting… let's see how messed up the costume is.”

You read through the pages, and spot the image. And just like you assumed, it was terrible. The image only showed a fully black silhouette of this creature, and it looked massive. You stand with a grin, holding the paper up and reading it dramatically.

“The witness explains that they were just letting out their dog when suddenly a flash of brown larger than a grizzly bear ran across the yard. ‘I didn't know what to think!’ says the witness. ‘It looked so human- yet so monstrous. I couldn't believe it!’ the witness conveyed their concern for the people.”

You giggled at the silly voices you were making and set the paper down. You continued to walk around the table before going slightly into the tree line. Decided you wanted to see the picnic table from a different angle. When a loud rushing sound came from the trees. You quickly hid behind the tree and covered your mouth to stay silent. Then a loud crash came from near the table. A pained sigh and soft chirping came from the other side. You decided to let curiosity take control and carefully you poked your head around. You freeze at the sight, whispering to yourself.

“The monster is real…”

When watching the creature, you began to take in its features. Its midsection was constructed like that of an ordinary slender male and was tall. The creature seemed to have multiple features that resembled bats; its arms like wings, their large ears. The monster had what appeared to be blackened limbs and legs that gradually faded into a light white skin tone. The monster's legs were human, but its feet were dragon-like in length. You leaned forward from the tree and almost slipped, quickly catching yourself. Fearfully you hid behind the tree and heaved. Once you caught your breath and calmed down, you looked back to see the creature was gone. You breathed out a sigh and stepped out before hearing a soft clicking sound above you. You look up and you come face to face with a person's face.

“Oh, shit….”

The face seemed familiar but you didn’t want to stay. So you ran, you ran as fast as you could, the adrenaline slowed through your body. The sound of chirping followed closely following, along with the sound of heavy steps. You cursed as you weaved through the trees. Then you realized that you were taking it to your house, so with little confidence you turned around and ran towards the monster. You saw its eyes widen and its chasing falters, it let out a shocked screech, showing its large fangs.

Quickly you dash past the monster and towards the table. The closer you got to it you reached out grabbed your newspaper and continued towards the school. The monster, of course, followed you. You knew it could catch up easily yet it didn’t. You took advantage of that and saw the school, getting closer and closer. So you pushed yourself, even though your eyes watered, your legs cramped, your knees were losing strength, and you started to feel lightheaded. You looked back and threw your newspaper, trying to get the monster off your trail.

When suddenly you blacked out, your body collapsed against the hard ground. Your body went still, but your body still went up and down as you breathed roughly. The crunch of leaves stopped and the monster stood tall over your body, staring down at you…

The sun broke through your opened window, shining right into your eyes. You woke with a pained groan, your head pounding. The alarm then went off for work, and slowly you came to consciousness.

“WHAT THE FUCK?”

You let out a shriek as you scampered out of bed. Falling face first into the carpeted floor as your legs tangled in the blanket. Confused you felt and looked frantically around.

“I'm…home? Wait, I'm home?! Was that bullshit a nightmare?”

You pulled your legs down to the ground, your hip hitting the floor with a hearty thump. You hiss in pain, but you get up and get ready to change out of your pajamas. You get ready to lift your shirt but, the clothing weren't pajamas. They were the same clothes you wore last night, the night you went out to the woods and saw that beast. A cold sweat goes down your back as you changed into your work clothes.

At work you were out of it, and your coworker Robin noticed your internal dilemma.

“Hey, (Y/N) are you doing okay?”

“I'm…okay Robin. I just need to smoke later.”

“You know cigs will fuck up your breathing.”

“Not that type of smoking Robin.”

You replied softly, as you stacked a random shelf.

“Ah, well. What's wrong that's having you smoke that?”

“A nightmare…I think?”

“You think? What was in it.”

“The new Hawkins monster, it was so stupid!”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Robin walked up to you and rubbed your back softly. You give a grateful smile.

“Yea…that’d be nice. Thanks, Robs.”

“Of course, (Y/N).”

You and Robin go into the back and flop down onto the old coach Steve and her placed back there.

“So what's up, (Y/N)?”

“Well, I don't think my nightmare was a nightmare.”

“Why’s that?”

“Well, when I woke up my window was wide open and I was still wearing the clothes I went out in.”

“Maybe you forgot?”

“I could but still…it felt so real.”

“I bet, well I hope you feel better (Y/N)”

You nodded and both Robin went back to work. For the rest of the day, your mind was clear and when the time came you clocked out. You drove home in silence when the monster’s mystery face came into mind. It was so familiar, like you knew who it was but couldn't put a name to it. You stopped your thoughts as you took a turn and then parked in your driveway. Inside, you stripped your work attire into something comfortable, no bra, a dark blue t-shirt, and a pair of dark pajama pants. Once comfortable, you walked your house, looking for your stashed joints.

After what seemed to be forever you found them, already rolled and ready to smoke. Gently you picked one up from the group and lit it. Putting the lighter away, and shutting the drawer, you put the joint up to your plump lips. Sucking in gently you let your mouth fill with smoke and let it out through your nose. You decided after a few minutes you didn't want your furniture to get smoke scented and wandered outside, carefully slipping on your shoes. You let yourself walk out from your porch and into the woods.

“Mmmh…This is a stupid idea…I could get lost.”

You mumbled quietly to yourself as you stepped through the woods. You blow the relaxing fumes out, letting your mind cloud. The trees waved and danced in your vision as you continued forward, until something hit your hip. You look down confused, and smile at the sight.

“Eddie….table.”

You sat with a thump and finished off your joint. Throwing it to the side, you let out a sigh. Maybe it all was a dream, maybe the paranoia of being ale so long has gotten to you. u. You needed to go home, and with a sigh, you stood tracing the carved name of ‘Eddie Munson’. Slowly you crept home, leaning into trees to keep your balance.

Behind you, you heard the crunching of leaves. You stopped, leaning onto an older-looking tree, its wood cracked inwards and death reeked from its caresses. You turned, very stupidly to see what the sound was and saw it. The creature from your so-called dream. From afar you could see it move, sniffing the air. You were too scared to move and too anxious to even notice the soaking of your t-shirt and the sound of something tearing.

As the sound of a skin-like material ripped behind you. You felt your body fall inward, letting out a scream that pierced the sky and caught the monster's attention for one last time.

Date: September/20/2022

By 🦇🕯 GothicCremes🕯🦇

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F’reader x Eddie Munson

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A/N: This Story will be NSFW cause, as an author, I must admit, I am a whore. So please, out of respect and kindness, do not read if you are a MINOR, or uncomfortable with specific kinks or fetishes. The kinks/fetishes will be listed as a warning in the chapter.

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Original Work

I began relocating boxes into different rooms as moving trucks piled boxes outside my tiny house. As I watched many delivery men and women enter and leave my new home, I suddenly heard something from next door. I stopped what I was doing and turned to see what it was. My neighbors' dog was a sizable golden dog with long fur and a silly face. I smiled, securely carrying my box into my new home.

More boxes piled in my house as the sun began to peek over the homes of my town. I smiled and remembered the dog next door, checking the time to see if it was getting late. Noting the time, I decided to introduce myself to my new neighbors. I rushed to the closest bathroom to see if I was presentable. After finding a mirror, I brushed a few light brown locks behind my ear and smoothed out a few wrinkles in my shirt.

"Perfect, I look much better."

I clapped and marched out of my box-filled house onto the left house's doorstep. I shuffled my feet and gave a few soft knocks; an older lady came to the door with a confused look. I twiddled my fingers before saying,

"Hello, Ma'am, I just moved into the room- I mean, the house next to you. My name is Mizzy, short for Mizelle."

I reached my much larger hand out to the older lady with a broad smile. The lady smiled back and took my hand gently,

"Oh, this is fantastic! Hello Mizzy, or is that for your friends?"

"No, no, you can call me Mizzy. I personally think it fits me better than Mizelle."

"Oh, silly! I think Mizelle is a beautiful name for a fine lady like you."

I blushed softly and shook the lady's hand before putting mine in my pockets. The lady waved me inside her house, explaining she would give me some food before leaving. I politely took the offering and thanked the lady.

"Oh dear, I forgot to introduce myself! I am Ms. Ebersode, and the neighbors to your right are Mr. and Mrs. Dee. They are such a homely couple."

"Ah, What're they like?"

Ms. Ebersode snickered and handed me a plate of meatloaf and mashed potatoes.

"They are delightful, though Mr. Dee can be a pain when he drinks. Oh, I don't want to prit and prittle into their business, but they used to be lovely together. Lately, those two sweethearts have been fighting a lot..."

I nodded and stuffed my face with the meatloaf, groaning softly. I swallowed and dug in faster, making Ms. Ebersode giggle.

"Ya' like my meatloaf? Once you're finished, take some with you. Heat it up for lunch tomorrow, sweetie. Put your plate into the sink. I don't want to keep you from meeting the Dees."

I nodded and stuffed the rest of my mashed potatoes into my mouth, putting my plate into the sink. I thanked the lovely lady for the meal and promised to bring her lunch next time. Waving goodbye, I marched to the Dees' house.

In the window next to the door was the dog. Its fur is golden and soft, with its same dopey face. I walked up and rang the doorbell. I heard the faint clicks of heels coming, the door opened slightly, and I came face to face with a much younger-looking woman. Unlike my own, she had a round and kind-looking face, so I smiled.

The woman coughed and brushed herself off. I reached out a hand and began to explain myself.

"Hello, you must be Mrs. Dee. I have just moved in next door to you! I visited Ms. Ebersode, she told me about you guys. Just your names, though."

I laughed as Mrs. Dee smiled and opened the door more, welcoming me in. The home was reasonably sized, and once I entered, I was tackled by a large golden dog.

"Dixie, bad boy! We've taught you better than that. I'm so sorry, ma'am, he can be a bit jumpy meeting new people."

I nodded while being slobbered on by the sweet pup. I sat up and rubbed the dog's face lovingly. I pushed the cuddly canine off and stood up, covered in dog fur.

"Ah, the dog's OK, and um…my name's Mizelle. People call me Mizzy, though. Thank you for letting me in."

"Please slip off your shoes here at the door, and I'll introduce you to our home, Mizzy!"

I slipped out of my shoes and watched Mrs. Dee shut the door behind me. She slipped her heels off and gave a tour around her home. I kept quiet.

The dog was also following. Mrs. Dee told me that the dog's name was Dixie, and it was a very fitting name for it. Once the tour was done, a man came down the stairs in only a wife-beater and some jeans. I figured that was Mr.Dee, so I walked up to him and reached out my hand.

"Ah, hello! I'm Mizzy, and I'd just moved next door. You must be Mr. Dee. Your wife has been giving me a tour, and apparently, so was your adorable dog."

Mrs. Dee laughed a little and bent down to give Dixie a peck on the nose. It was a lovely gesture, making us both smile.

"Well, I'm sad to say that I must go and unpack boxes. Do you care If I come by tomorrow and get to know both of you? It'd be nice to make a few friends next door."

I gave my farewells to the Dee family and left to finish my unpacking. I entered, but I looked up at Dee's home before I did. I saw a mass of golden fluff and a familiar dopey face in the window.

I'd been in my new home for six months, settling into the town and the neighbors around me. I had made good friends with both the Dees and Ms. Ebersode. It was a bright winter day. I sat in the sun on my front porch when next door, I heard arguing.

"Another fight. I hope it doesn't go on for more than a few hours."

I huffed and tried to relax, but suddenly a door swung open, and the screaming had increased in volume. I groaned and began to make my way inside when Mrs. Dee marched out. Her kind face had tears running down it, and her hands white from how strong she was gripping her suitcases.

"I am done! I can't take you anymore, Ozwald! I demand you read those papers and sign them! I'm never coming back, and you can keep Dixie too! He will be the only one that will stand you!"

Mrs. Dee slammed the door in Mr. Dee's face. I was shocked as I watched as Mrs. Dee threw her luggage in her vehicle and left. I was frozen in my skin as I watched the car get smaller and smaller. Loud whining broke me from my ice, and I saw Dixie had squeezed through the door.

I sympathized with the dog and gasped when I saw him take off after the car. I raced inside and quickly slipped my shoes on. I ran outside and began my chase, just before a solum, and the slurred voice stopped me.

"Dixie'll come back, and so Amanda. She always comes back after these fights."

I huff and turn to go back into my house. I called Mrs. Ebersode to explain what had happened. To my surprise, the older lady wasn't shocked about what had happened. It was long into the night when I finally put the phone down. I looked outside and saw Dixie from afar. His tail was sagging, and his fur matted. I quickly put on some slippers and ran out towards him. I gently grabbed his collar, dragging him to Mr. Dee's house. I tried the door, and it was thankfully unlocked. I gently pushed Dixie in and gave him a kiss I mimicked from Amanda Dee.

It was like Amanda had just vanished after that day. It clearly took a toll on both Dixie and Mr. Dee. Until on the news, Amanda's face was shown. They said that she had committed suicide.

I broke the news to Mrs. Ebersode, and she was clearly upset. I mean, who wouldn't, but I also had to tell Mr. Dee. Since she left, Mr.Dee had become a total bum. He drank in the morning till night, and it was irritating.

Amelia's death was sudden, but I couldn't feel pity for the horrid man. So after mourning with Mrs. Ebersode, I strode towards Mr. Dee's house. With slight hesitation, I beat my knuckles against the wood of the door. I waited, and I listened; Mr. Dee's slow footsteps finally reached the door.

"Ye...s? Who is it?"

"It's me, Mizelle."

"Ah, come in, come in."

I hesitated, but I entered anyway. When I passed Mr.Dee, the smell of alcohol filled my nose, and I coughed. I look around and spot Dixie sitting down. The usual happy dog looked very rugged. Yet his dopey face remained.

"Dixie, c'mere good boy!"

Dixie looked up, his eyes now rich and his tail wagging softly. He stood up, shakily, and hobbled over to me. I bent down and petted the dog, darkening fur. Dixie yelped and snapped at me, which made me fall back.

"Oh, Dear! Dixie, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?"

"Stop that, Mizelle"

"Stop what?

"That dog is not a child. Don't treat him like one. He is fine."

"Clearly, Dixie isn't OK! He doesn't just snap at people! Ugh, I don't have time to argue...The reason I'm here is that I have news about Amanda!"

Mr.Dee stopped his huffing and turned to look at me. His face is severe and lonely.

"What about Amanda?"

I stood up, giving Dixie a gentle pet before looking sadly at Mr.Dee.

"She was found dead. Amanda committed suicide, but they didn't give specifics before I turned my TV off."

"Get out."

"What?'

"I was expecting good news! I was expecting that Amanda would be back!"

"Well, she's not, and it's because of you. Asshole! If you would'-"

"Just get out! I'm sick of this!"

Mr.Dee grabbed my arm and began to drag me out. His grip was tight and forced out a pained whine.

"Let go of me!"

"Then, get out!"

"Ugh!"

I was suddenly thrown outside, and my side hit the boards of the porch. I groaned and sat up. The door was now closed, and Dixie was sitting at the window. His face looked sad before he was dragged away by the collar. It was miserable to watch the poor dog and know that I was no longer a welcomed guest.

I got up and walked up to my house. Upon entering, I knew it was going to be a long day.

With that, I stopped visiting Ozwald and continued with my life. So just as I got home, I could hear Dixie barking from outside. It brought a smile to my face and reminded me to visit the golden dog. I decided to secretly call Dixie after the fight Ozwald and I had. So, I walked inside and grabbed a dog treat from a jar I had bought a few weeks ago. It had been a month since I last visited.

The breeze jostled my brown hair and made my eyes water just slightly. The weather became colder, and the leaves turned to bright orangey shades. It was almost Fall again.

Another bark stopped my thoughts. Smiling, I made my way to the back of Mr. Dees' yard and stood on the other side of his barred fence. Dixie was rolling around in the grass, and when he noticed me, Dixie hobbled over.

Dixie was plumper and had more meat on his bones from when I saw him. He was weak and fragile; it was sad to see. Dixie was directly in front of me, his tail sloping, and drool dripped from his snout. I fit my hand through the fence and gave Dixie the treat.

"I'm sorry, buddy. I wish I could do something for you."

I gave Dixie a pet before leaving to go back home. I had to work soon.

It was now dark, and I had just gotten home from work. I was spent, but I saw Dixie staring at me intently in the corner of my eye. Something was different about him, something in his eyes, his posture. It was oddly disturbing. Something about him was...wrong.

I tried to ignore it; for, heat the time being, I didn't look at Dixie; I; I couldn't. I walked hurriedly into the kitchen, searching through my fridge to find a snack. I carefully drew out the baggy of baby carrots and ranch. Sitting them down, I almost felt afraid to move, terrified from Dixie's unending gaze. I tried to think of anything else except Dixie's stare, but his eyes wouldn't let my mind go.

I walked to my bedroom, flicking on the light and closing my door. I flopped down on my bed and tried my best to fall asleep, passing out in time.

The next night it happened again. I was getting a drink of water after waking up in total darkness. I looked up, and there was Dixie. I stumbled back and gasped. The water in my hands was long gone, the glass on the floor along with the water. Dixie was staring at me, his face not dopey, not innocent; it looked like he was smiling. I shook my head and rubbed my eyes. It was just me being tired.

I yawned and made sure I didn't look up at Dixie for the time I was in the kitchen. In my mind, I had decided that Dixie wasn't smiling; it was just his jowl that was stuck in his teeth. It boggles me, but I crawled under the covers and slept.

The following day, I heard muffled sounds from next door and made my way to the kitchen. I made some waffles and sat in silence.

It was then night, and I worked on some papers in the kitchen. A chill ran down my spine, and I looked up. I screamed and fell out of my chair.

There he was, smiling. Dixie's jowls were gone. All that was left were his gums and teeth. His face was stretched abnormally into a smile.

"Stop it! Stop smiling!"

I stared in fear as the golden fur disappeared from the window. A male's; wild scream then came; I got up and raced outside.

I ran out and stepped on Mr. Dee's porch. My knuckles rapidly banged on the door. When no answer came, I opened it. The sight I saw made me freeze.

Mr. Dee was crying, his face contorted with fear. He was in a fetal position, and his eyes stared down the long hallway. Mr. Dee's voice shook as he repeated,

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I am sorry!"

My heart raced as I followed Mr. Dee's gaze. There was Dixie, or what was left of him.

I watched as his back broke open, and something struggled to push through the golden fur. I couldn't look away. The lump of fur pulsed, and a slight noise came. The sonance was soft, sounded almost like a giggle. Yet, as the thing inside Dixie shed the golden fur, the giggling turned to laughter. It was distorted, nearly as if it was mimicked. At the same time, I heard the skin peel and rip.

As Dixie's corpse stretched, I could see wet black fur. Until suddenly, a dog's head peeled out and took a breath. The cackling was louder, and the black creature whipped its head to face me. Its' eyes were crazed and sinister.

I backed away, fearful of this creature. A broad, sharp toothy grin stretched across its muzzle and, a long purple tongue hung between its teeth. I muttered,

"D-Dixie?"

The laughter stopped, and the monster stepped out of the mass of golden fur and blood. I covered my mouth, hiding my gasp. Dixie's eyes were on me before turning to the cowering man in the corner.

"What did he do to you….?"

Dixie steps forward, and with the shine of the moon, I see how skinny he is. His ribs stuck out, and his spine arched with a layer of skin barely covering it. I looked at Mr.Dee and then back to Dixie. I stepped forward, my palms facing ahead. Dixie snapped his jaws at me and stepped forward. I saw his smile stretched; he lifted his head and laughed.

I stepped back and let out a scream when I felt a strong hand grab my ankle. Dixie fastened his eyes onto Mr. Dee's hand, who was holding my ankle. A growl emerged from the black dog's chest, and his teeth were bared.

I panicked and shook the hand off my ankle. Mr.Dee pleaded, and Dixie lunged towards the man when I did that. I screamed while backing out of the way. I then watched as Dixie dug his canines into the man's arm and dragged him into the dark of the hallway.

I raced through the door and ran to my house. I stumbled into the house and reached for the phone. I called the police, and in quiet sobs, I told them,

"I-I just watched my neighbor get murdered. M-my neighbors dog, Dixie- he killed him."

"Ma'am, can we have the address?"

I told the operator all I knew, and I stared into the yard out front, waiting. Minutes passed, and I heard police sirens. I ran out and pointed to Mr. Dee's house. They checked everywhere and only found bloodstains leading into the night, with Dixie nowhere in sight.

I was interviewed and had to go to court. I was found innocent. A year has passed, and I put posters up in the search for Dixie. It was like he vanished along with Amanda and Ozwald, Dee. I turned from the light post and entered my home, passing the jar full of dog treats. I paused next to it, reaching for one. I held it for a second before heading outside again; I sat the dog-treat down on my outside chair.

It was gone the following day.

Made my Sophmore Year

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Chapter 5, pt.2:

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As Eddie pulled them down, his eyes widened as a string of slick links to your cunt and your undies. Quickly out of embarrassment, you covered your face.

“S-sorry, I didn't-”

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence, (Y/N)? I don't care…it’s natural. It doesn't take away any of your beauty; it only increases it.”

You blush at his proclamations before gently pulling his face up to yours and kissing him lovingly. Eddie giggles softly into the kiss and pulls away.

“Let me make you feel good.”

“Mhmm”

Eddie lowers himself down again and finishes pulling your underwear off. His hands rubbed gently up and down your thighs, hooking under your knees. Eddie kisses the inside of your thigh before finally sticking his tongue out and giving a long lick to your pussy. You yelp in sudden pleasure and try to snap your legs shut, Eddie having to keep them open before they snap closed on his head. He continues his long wide licks before gently sucking on your clit. Your whimpers increased to soft moans that sent heat to Eddie’s pants.

Your hips wiggled and bucked into Eddie’s tongue, a knot of pleasure building in your stomach. Eddie groaned and continued to lap at your arousal, before finally pulling off. You let out a whine at the loss of his warm tongue and lips and then shivered, feeling Eddie blowing a soft air on your wet folds.

“E-Eddie…I want you…I want you so much.”

Eddie licked his lips and stood up, looking over your quivering naked form. He felt tenderness and love looking at you. So quickly, he crawled over you and pecked your lips. Eddie pulled away from the kiss and looked at you.

“(Y/N)...do you want to continue? You know what’ll happen if you say yes.”

You nodded and reached up, playing with his curly hair.

“I do…I do want to continue. I want you inside me Eddie Munson; I want you to be my first.”

Eddie’s face brightened to a bright red and he stepped back hurriedly. Eddie walked into your bathroom and took a hair tie. While he was doing that, you watched with great curiosity. You watched as Eddie walked out, and you were quick to admire his body. His lean torso was covered in tattoos, and his long fingers were covered in the rings you got him. Eddie noticed you staring and grinned.

“Do you like what you see?”

You take your eyes off his pecs, and look into his brown eyes. You roll your eyes and give a grin.

“What? I can't look at my beautiful new boyfriend. Sue me.”

Eddie burst into soft laughter, and you did the same. You both calm your laughter into small giggles, then soft breaths.

“God…I love you (L/N).”

“Hehe…I love you too, Munson.”

“So…I was hoping before we start you come up with a safe word?”

“Safeword?”

“Yea… it's a word to use when you want to stop and go straight to aftercare completely.”

“Oh! Okay…how about sasquatch?”

“Yea! No one says that during sex, hahaha.”

“That's what I was thinking!”

Eddie snickers and walks over to your nightstand. He searched through your stuff and grabbed a small bottle of lube.

“Huh…I wasn't expecting to find lube.”

You grin and sit up, pushing your chest out and looking at Eddie with hooded eyes.

“Well, lube is kinda needed when using a toy.”

Eddie turns to you and stares at you star struck. His brown eyes widen and you let out a giggle before turning to your stomach. You lift your ass and wiggle it playfully.

“You- you have a toy-”

“Mhmm, I do.”

“God you're a tease…”

Eddie rubs his face before grabbing himself in his underwear. He pumps himself a few times and then pulls off his underwear. Eddie lets out a quiet gasp as his penis springs free from his boxers. You let out a soft sound, just to mess with Eddie.

“Hold on, sweetheart.”

“Mhmm~ Eddie…”

Eddie smiles, hearing you call his name. He quickly pours lube into his hand and begins pumping his cock, moaning at the cold feeling of the lube. He then pours a little more on his fingers and gently runs his fingers down your pussy. You let out a soft sound and push against his fingers.

“So…so needy.”

“Mmmh…please, I need you-”

You plead softly to Eddie, whimpering as his hand ropes your ass and his penis rubs against your wetness.

“E-Eddie, careful.”

“Of course…tell me if you're in pain. I'll stop. Use your safe word if you want to stop completely- alright, baby?”

“Y-yes.”

Eddie carefully finds your opening and slowly pushes inside. His hands grip your hip, and a soft groan escapes his lips.

“God- fuck, you’re so tight. Relax, sweetheart- is it hurting?”

You whimper as your face contorts in pain, the foreign feeling inside you causing you to tense up.

“Mmm- yeah, just a bit- it's okay- I just need to adjust.”

You feel Eddie push further into you until his pelvis meets your butt; he stops. Eddie leans over and kisses between your shoulders, then down your back. He then gently massages your thighs and lower back, waiting for you to relax and adjust.

“Sssshhh, it's okay. Please tell me when you are ready for me to move-”

You take deep breaths and allow yourself to relax. As you relax, you feel a dull pleasure and wiggle on Eddie’s thick penis inside you, twitching. You let out a soft moan, the pain finally subsiding. Eddie let's out a few soft moans as he feels you wiggle against him.

“A-are you ready, sweetheart?”

“Y-yes…please, move...It already feels so full...”

Following your consent to move, Eddie pulls his hips back, letting the tip of his penis stay inside before slowly thrusting. He makes muffled moans, and you do the same, arching your back into his gentle thrusts.

“Mmmh- Eddie, my love- faster, please.”

“Of course, baby.”

Eddie begins to snap his hips, using his hands to force your hips back against his. Your moans increase in sound as the bed starts to break slightly under the rocking of your two bodies.

“(Y-Y/N)- god, I love you- flip over, I want to see your face- I wanna see you.”

Eddie huff's, slowing his hips down and pulling out, so you can flip over. You do so quickly, and Eddie enters you once more, leaning down to kiss your soft lips.

Eddie sits up, watching as your breast bounced under his harsh thrusting and your face contorted in pleasure. You felt yourself getting restless as the knot in your groin increased, and your moans got louder. Eddie moaned softly, feeling you squeeze against him, and his thrusting getting uneven, feeling himself about to come.

Suddenly, a phone rings from down stairs and it causes both of you to stop.

“Shit.”

You cursed, sitting up quickly. Eddie is looking at you, concerned.

“I have to answer that- it might be my dad.”

“Oh shit, what happens if you don't answer?”

“He’ll most definitely freak out worried about me-”

“Okay-”

Eddie pulls out with a moan, and you quickly groan in frustration. You promptly dash down the stairs, and answer the phone, Eddie slowly strutting down just after you.

“Yes, hello! (Y/N) (L/N) speaking.”

Eddie grin as a sinister idea pops into his head, slowly, he walks up to you. You wait, irritated, for the voice to come in.

“Hey, (Y/N), it’s Steve! I should call and see what you were doing. Maybe you, Robin, and I can go to a drive-in movie?”

“Steve?! I thought you were my dad calling- God- Ah!”

You whip your head back to see Eddie standing behind you, his cock now filling you thoroughly. Eddie chuckles and leans into your ear.

“Sssh, you don't want Big-Boy to hear you- keep him on the phone as long as possible- let's see if you can keep it up. Huh, Sweetheart?”

You almost combust right then and there. You let out a soft whimper, when Eddie starts to move his hips.

“(Y/N)? Are you doing okay? Why’d you scream?”

“Y-yea, sorry uh, I just- mmpf- I just dropped my fork on my foot.”

You hear Eddie laugh at your excuse, your body rocking from his thrusts. Steve sighs on the other side of the phone, and you have to cover your mouth not to let out a moan.

“Damn, you’re so clumsy. Anyway, would you like to see a movie with me and Robin?”

You turn your head to look at Eddie to see if he’s okay with that. He smiles sweetly and nods his head.

“Yea, of- aah… of course I’d want to! What movie are we going to see?”

“Back to the future, it looks pretty cool plus, Robin is going all nerd on me. So, we kinda have to.”

Eddie leans down and starts to nip at your back, and then the back of your ear lobe. His thrusts shook your whole body, and made your legs jelly. It forces you to hold onto the wall. Eddie saw and smirked, whispering softly into your ear.

“You like that sweetheart? My hard cock fucking you as you talk the Steve Harrington on the phone. I bet you like the idea of him seeing you like this, you filled up with my cock. Covered in my markings.”

You accidentally let out a soft moan, your face quickly going red. Steve pauses his rambling, and his face goes a little red.

“Uh- what was that?”

“Nothing- nothing Steve I- I’ve been wanting to see Back to the f-future..mmmh. For a while, especially with all my friends.”

Eddie continues his harsh thrusting, and whispers dirty ideas into your head. His moans and groans fill the air around you.

“Sweet, (Y/N)! When should I pick you up today?”

“U-um, when- when does the aah, movie start?”

You moan softly, gently setting the phone down and Eddie takes the chance to flip you over on the nearest flat surface. He snags the phone and lifts it to your ear.

“You have to have the phone near your ear to hear him, sweetheart.”

Eddie chuckles as you try to not cry into the phone, you squeeze around Eddie's dick as the pleasure in your stomach starts to form again. You accidentally moan out Steve’s name trying to answer back, and Eddie grins like a mad man.

“S-Steve I-I’ll have to call you l-later!”

Steve’s soft voice comes in, it sounds heated and you feel exposed. Eddie only teases you more, slowing his hips but giving harsh bucks that hit a spot in you that has you screaming.

“R-Right (Y/N)- I-I’ll call you later when your- your not busy.”

Eddie brings the phone up to his face and quickens his thrusts once more, angling so it hits the spot that has you screaming in the background.

“See you later Big-Boy…hope you enjoyed the talk.”

Eddie grins at you before reaching over to hang up the phone. Quickly you wrap your legs around Eddie’s back and forced him to slam into you. It causes a loud and breathy moan to leave the man’s throat and into the phone.

“Eddie!”

Steve yelps into the phone before Eddie shakily hangs up. At his house, Steve stands there in disbelief with a hard on. Still in shock he rubs his face and sits on the couch, thinking about life choices.

“…am I…am I into guys?”

After hanging up the phone Eddie holds onto you tightly. He wraps his strong arms around your stomach, and kisses your back as he thrusts deeply in you.

“God…you did so good.”

You laugh softly, and you grip onto the wall, trying to stay stable.

“I tried~ mmmmh”

The room filled with the sound of wet skin hitting each other and both of your moans. You cried out, calling to Eddie, feeling your stomach tighten and Eddie grunts as he feels you tighten around him.

“Are you gonna cum? Please- cum around me-“

Eddie pleads into your back, soft kisses following right after. You whine as he thrusts harder into you, and finally you see white.

Eddie's eyes flutter as he feels you squeeze around him and how your body shakes from your orgasm. Eddie hears you cry out and feels you go limp. He quickly pulls out and grabs you before you fall to the ground. Carefully Eddie picks you up, with a hefty huff.

“Holy shit…”

Eddie goes up the stairs and feels you stir, your limp legs lift and wrap around his waist and your arms do the same.

“Mmmh…E..Eddie?”

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“Mmmh…I love you”

You are then delicately laid down on the bed. Eddie leaves with a soft smile as you continue to tremble from your orgasm, and come back with a cup of water and a wet rag.

“Hey- hey sweetheart, are you sleepy?”

“….mmmh no…yea…”

“Ahaha, that was pretty intense for your first time…sorry I should’ve taken it soft and sweet.”

“Mmm- it’s fine…”

You whine as Eddie spreads your legs and rubs the cold wet rag down your inner thighs. Eddie watches you with loving eyes as you squirm, when he wipes your overstimulated pelvis. The cold wetness wakes you from your high, and you sit up. When you do, the first thing you notice is that Eddie is still rock hard. He looks up at you as he continues to wipe you down.

“What’s wrong (Y/N)?”

“Oh…I’m so sorry- you didn’t- you didn’t cum! That be painful-“

“It’s okay, it’ll go down. I want to focus on you right now. You're more important.”

“But it’s not fair how I get to and your still-“

“I said it’s fine…I can always go to the bathroom and work it out.”

When Eddie says this, an Idea pops into your mind. A soft smile goes across your drowsy face and Eddie quirks an eyebrow.

“Eddie, I want you to masturbate in front of me. I’ll even do it for you.”

You stated, causing Eddie to sputter and blush. You giggle and reach to the cup of water, taking a quick sip.

“W-what did you say (Y/N)?”

“I said- let me jerk you off.”

“I- you don’t have to- it’s okay!”

“No, I’m not doing it because I feel bad, I’m doing it so I can see your gorgeous face twist in pleasure-“

Eddie smirks and sets the wet cloth down, quickly crawling up on the bed next to you. The horned up confidence you had, fizzled as you looked in awe at Eddie’s penis. It twitched and jumped as it leaked precum.

“I’m not going to last long-“

“That’s fine- I just want you to feel good.”

Eddie bites his lip as you cover your hand in lube, warming it up. Gently you place your hands around him, feeling yourself blush when he lets out a gasp. Slowly you begin pumping his cock, he begins to plead.

“F-faster please- you can- mmmhf you can squeeze a little tighter.”

You do as he says and lean into his chest, giving him a small kiss in the middle. Eddie’s hips buck into your hands as you pump your fist faster. The soft sound he makes gets louder, and another idea floods your mind. Quickly you let go causing the metal head to whine.

“(Y/N)? W-why’d you- AH!”

Just as fast as you let go, you place your lips on the tip of his cock and go back to fisting his dick. Eddie feels the wetness of your lips and bucks up, his tip pushing back into your mouth. Eddie groans as he feels you pump his cock with your soft hands, and the kitten licks from your tongue. Eddie quickly pushes you off your shoulders and takes your lips with his. He was whimpering as he tasted himself on your tongue. Eddie takes his penis in his hand and spits down on it, quickly stroking himself.

As he pulls back, you watch, mesmerized as he tilts his head before, letting out soft sounds. You lean into him, latching your lips to his nipple; Eddie lets out a high-pitched moan and grips his penis harder, pumping faster. You notice and hum around the nipple, causing him to shudder. You pull off with a pop and giggle, though you stop quickly and blush. The way Eddie looked had your heart in your stomach, his lips plump and red, his pretty brown eyes looking through his lashes, and how his hair shaped his face when it was up.

“Mmhf- I think I'm going to cum.”

You watch as his hands lose their rhythm, and you quickly take charge. You wrap your hands around his and help him keep his speed. Long and sudden spurts of white liquid come from Eddie’s penis, and quickly you wrap your lips around his cock. Slowly drinking Eddie’s cum you hear the soft gasps, his hips raised in the air, and his hands on your head.

“F-fuck- that was great.”

Eddie heaves as you swallow the last remains of his semen. He notices some going down your chin, realizes what you did, and smiles wide.

“Holy shit, your amazing, (Y/N)-”

You smile, and Eddie gives you a big smooch on the cheek before standing up. You tilt your head in confusion, just as Eddie scoops you up. You yelp in surprise and Eddie quickly takes you to the bathtub, setting you down gently and joining in right after.

The two of you washed up and found out you were fucked so hard that your legs were too weak to stand alone. Eddie cleaned you up, and you did the same with him. Once your showers were finished, you realized Steve never told you a time to go to the movies. You told Eddie and he nodded, so you totter downstairs and called Steve.

“Hello, Harrington Residence.”

“Heya...Steve. It’s (Y/N).”

“Oh shit- uh. H-hi (Y/N) um.”

“Uh- h-hi.”

Eddie laughs before walking up, taking the phone from your hands. You huff and cross your arms.

“Sorry, Harrington, about before, you just called at the wrong time. The reason (Y/N) called was so we could find out the time you're going to pick her up for the movies.”

“Oh- H-hi Munson. Uh it's fine; I assumed you guys would be busy all night.”

Eddie laughs into the phone and snorts before listening back into it.

“No- no, Harrington. I don't want to break my girlfriend yet. Anyway, what time are you picking (Y/N) up? I hope you don't mind if I tag along.”

You perk at the title he gave you as he spoke with Steve. Eddie reached over to you and wrapped a strong arm around your waist, holding you close to him. You could hear Steve’s muffled voice coming from the phone.

“Oh yeah, roughly around Seven-fifteen. Also, I don't mind; you are (Y/N)’s boyfriend, after all. She’d totally want you there.”

Eddie looked back at you and smiled softly.

“Is that alright, sweetheart? If I join you?”

“Of course! I want you to come to see the movie with me!”

“Alright, then it's settled; see you later, Stevie.”

Steve hums and Eddie hangs up the phone, turning to you with a smirk. Swiftly Eddie leans down, taking you in his arms and gently squeezes you. You rest your head on his shoulder as the both of you relish the feeling of skin on skin.

“Let's go get dressed, (Y/N). So we are ready for Steve to pick us up.”

“Mhmm. Yea, let's go do that, my Love.”

Eddie smiles and takes you by the hand, walking you up the stairs. Once entering your room, Eddie puts on the clothes he wore when he came over, and you picked out an outfit that sort of matched his.

Once dressed the two of you laid on the couch, holding each other tenderly. Eddie and you were quick to fall asleep. The sound of each other’s soft breathing whispered in the room. The both of you slept until a mumbled honk woke Eddie up, and feeling him wake you did the same. Steve greeted you with a grand smile and a laugh as he watched as the both of you walked out with sleepy faces. Steve unlocks the door of his car and Eddie opens it for you. He hops in right after giving a tired smile to Robin as she stares wide eyed.

“Now the both of you better stay up and watch the movie with us.”

Robin huffs and once everyone was buckled the happy crew drove off to the drive in movies. Eddie smiled and whispered in your ear.

“I'm glad we had that talk…”

“Oh, Dear…I did too. But I wouldn’t count it as a talk.”

“Ahaha…I love you, (Y/N) (L/N).”

“Pfft, I love you too Edward Munson.”

🦇🌸THE END🌸🦇

Date: August/30/2022

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Chapter 5, pt.1:

Chapter 1:

Chapter 2:

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Chapter 4:

Chapter 5, pt.2:

🌸⚠️Warning NSFW Scenes⚠️🌸

The light of dawn seeped into Eddie's room. The sudden light made him rub his tired eyes and walk to the kitchen. He could hear his Uncle snore in his room as he passed; quietly, he opened a cabinet and grabbed an open box of cereal, clearly left by Gareth.

“God damn it, Gareth...”

Snagging a bowl and reaching into the fridge, Eddie tiredly made his breakfast. He gently sat on the couch, chowing down lazily on his cereal. Eddie finished his breakfast and set the bowl in the sink, rinsing it out for later.

“Alright…now for a fucking shower.”

Eddie sniffs himself and cringes, quickly walking to the restroom and stripping. He locked the door and did his morning routine. Once finished, Eddie rang out his hair and dried off, wrapping the towel around his waist. A door opened, and Eddie peaked his head out from the bathroom, steam flowing into the hallway.

“Hey, kid…”

“Oh, hey, Uncle Wayne, did you wake up? Sorry if I woke you; I know you worked late last night.”

“No, it's okay; you didn't bother me. Are you going to have that girl over like usual?”

“I- uh…no, I'm not, but that reminds me. I am going to (Y/N)’s house to talk to her.”

“Good, good, she's sweet. I haven't seen her in a while. Did you two fight or something?”

“Yea, something like that.”

Eddie rubbed the back of his neck and moved around his uncle as the older man entered the restroom.

“Well, be safe, and if you plan to stay over, then see you tomorrow. Love ya, bud.”

“Love you too, But why would I stay over at (Y/N)’s place?”

Eddie sees his Uncle poke his head out and give him a knowing look. It resulted in Eddie getting flustered and speeding to his room.

“THAT'S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN! WE ARE FRIENDS, NOTHING MORE!”

Wayne chuckles as he watches Eddie’s face turn red and slam his bedroom door. Eddie screamed as he undid his towel and put on some fresh boxers. Eddie then put in a CD to listen to as he plucked a shirt from his closet and some tight ripped jeans from his dresser. He then carefully put his outfit on and stopped the CD player, quickly exiting his room and grabbing his van’s keys.

“I'm heading out! See you later, maybe.”

Eddie looked at the time and saw it was approximately ten o’clock, and he knew you were getting ready to wake. So with an anxious curl of his hair, Eddie left the trailer and started up his van. Eddie then nervously drove out of the trailer park and to your house. Wondering how the hell he was going to talk to you.

———

When you woke, it was to your lousy alarm you forgot to shut off. The sun was bright in your eyes, and the sound of people outside was heard from outside. You didn't have the best sleep, but you pushed through and sat up from the comfort of your bed. You slapped your clock, turned it off, and grabbed your robe from the ground, slipping it on tiredly.

“Shit…I forgot Dad wasn't going to be home today or tomorrow. Well, I’ll be out anyway...I still need to talk to Eddie.”

You brushed your hair and walked downstairs to make yourself breakfast. You grabbed the needed ingredients and checked the time; it was slightly over ten. You sighed and carefully made your bacon.

“Did…did dad leave a note for me?”

You questioned suddenly, leaving the bacon to sizzle as you searched your house for a possible note. To your dismay, you found nothing and went back to finish your breakfast. You took the bacon off the pan and began cooking pancakes. Once those were finished, you sat in the living room and turned on the tv, watching whatever was on.

Later you finished eating your breakfast; you decided to head back up to your room after you cleaned your dishes and put them away. You entered your room but thought otherwise and headed towards the bathroom. Begrudgingly you did a summary of your routine, careful combing through your hair and brushing your teeth. The robe around you loosened and revealed a bit of cleavage. You noticed but shrugged it off since you were home alone. Soon after you finished doing your necessities, you finally headed into your room. You noticed right away your window was open and dashed to close it.

“...I didn't leave my window open last night, did I?”

You scanned your room and screamed. Eddie stood in the doorway, shook his hair, and quickly entered the room and towards you. Your face became a bright red, all types of thoughts filling your head, and you promptly dashed to dodge Eddie.

“E-Eddie!”

Eddie jumped over the bed, to which you hurried over to the other side and towards the door.

“(Y/N)! Wait! It's been about a month since I last saw you! Why have you been avoiding me!”

Eddie quickly followed after you as you dashed into the hallway and then downstairs.

“I- I don't know what you mean!”

You said anxiously, holding onto the railing as you heard Eddie chase after you.

“Yes, you do! I dropped off the movies you left! I still have the rings you bought me-”

Eddie wailed as he quickly followed you around the house. He could feel his chest tighten at your actions, but he knew he just needed to keep going.

“Stop (Y/N)! We need to talk! What did I do? I want to fix this!”

You find yourself going back upstairs and into your room. A complete mistake and dead end as Eddie finally catches up to you and grabs onto your arm. You let out a yelp as you trip over Eddie’s shoes and onto your bed. Eddie falls with you, landing over you with his hands on either side of your head. Your face becomes rosy as you feel his eyes stare daggers into you, a pained look on his face.

“Why….why are you avoiding me? Did I do something to upset you? Please, talk to me…I’ll do my best to fix it.”

You close your eyes to avoid looking at him straight and push to get him off you. Eddie looks at you, hurt, just before he growls and grabs your wrists. You gasp as he pins your hands down with a harsh grip causing you to look at him.

“Stop it! Stop trying to get away from me- we need to talk! Stop trying to run away; tell me if you hate me or something. So I know that I can forever leave you alone.”

You stare, shocked, as you see his brown puppy eyes water up. Eddie quickly unions you and stands up. You stutter out a response, regretting how you've run from him for a month.

“Eddie- I, I'm sorry. I didn't know what to do…so I ran. I couldn't look you straight in the eye.”

“Why! (Y/N) please- please tell me…”

Eddie sat on the end of your bed, gazing at you expectantly. You feel your face burn a brighter shade of red and you take a deep breath to calm your racing heart.

“I saw something- I shouldn't have…out of my excitement to surprise you. I shouldn't have seen it. It was just a private time and-”

“I’m sorry (Y/N)- I should've expected you to want to come over again. I should've-”

“Don’t you dare apologize, Eddie. You had no idea; you can't plan the expected- I just, after seeing it I couldn't stop seeing it.”

“What…do you mean?”

“It's embarrassing; I should've been thinking of my best friend like that, but that image. I keep seeing it over and over. I noticed the way you looked, how your face scrunched up- God I should stop talking…I'm so sorry Eddie…”

“It-its okay. I don't mind that you thought of me like that…i'm just as much to blame really cause i.”

Eddie looks at you, a blush painting his cheeks with a soft pink. His brown eyes glanced down at your now wide-open robe, exposing the inner part of your breasts and a bit of your delicate stomach.

“You were the reason I did what I did that day. I…I couldn't help but think about you, and I still have during these last few weeks—you’re, my best friend, (Y/N). It scared me that you suddenly just disappeared from my side.”

“E-Eddie-”

Eddie looks at you, his voice low and quiet. He scans your face and places a hand on your collar bone, gently pushing you down onto the bed again. Eddie removes his hand and puts it on the bed beside your waist.

“It's embarrassing to say…but I’ve missed you. I missed how I got to pick you up in the morning and see your tired smile. I missed the way you'd play with my rings during the drive…Hell, I tried every ring you got me and would switch them out every week to wear them all.”

You swallowed shyly as you listened to Eddie. Quickly ashamed of how easily he carefully squeezed himself between your legs and how he hovered over you.

“Eddie- what…what are you doing?”

You whimpered breathlessly, to which Eddie tilted his head, making his long curly hair bounce.

“I'm telling you all the things I've missed about you. Like, I missed how, during our weekend hangouts, you’d play with my hair during horror movies. Or how I missed the way you'd get so excited to show me a monster you've drawn, asking me to make a homebrew d&d nightmare out of it. Even the whole hellfire table noticed how you just suddenly disappeared...they missed you too.”

“I’m sorry…I didn't want to avoid you guys....I didn't know how to interact with you after what I saw.”

“It's okay; that's why we’re talking about it.”

You stifle a gasp as Eddie wrapped his arms around you, stuffing his face into the crook of your neck. His breath against your neck as you resist the urge to rub your thighs together, quenching the sensation between them. Eddie hummed gently, but snapped up in embarrassment; he looked at you with shy eyes.

“Sorry- I don't know what came over me. Ahaha, I guess I missed you a lot.”

You laugh softly just as you pull him down for another hug. Eddie tenses, feeling your delicate hands hold onto his back; slowly, he relaxes into the hug.

“I missed you too, Eddie. I feel terrible for how I've avoided you, and I need to get over what I saw…I don't know how. Cause every time I look at you in the eyes or your face. I can't help but see it all over again. I hate my photographic imagination.”

You feel Eddie’s body shake in laughter; you slowly move your hands off his back and play with his hair.

“What…all did you see? I mean…it was enough for you to run.”

Eddie mumbled into your neck, slowly pulling away from you. He stepped out between your legs and moved to sit next to you, while you sat up and snapped your legs shut. You feel even more flustered as his gaze studies your every move.

“Oh…well, I certainly saw a lot.”

“Yea? Tell me…I’m curious.”

Eddie's voice was low, and how he looked at you shot hot pleasure throughout your body. You subconsciously squeezed your thighs together and played with the opened part of your robe. You glanced toward Eddie, his eyes quickly meeting yours.

“Well…I remember that I had gotten some movies we'd never seen before and some of our favorite snacks. I even got you some rings I thought you'd like and a guitar pick. I do hope you were pleased with them.”

“Of course I liked them; they were from you.”

You smiled at Eddie and stood up; his eyes followed as you moved.

“Thank you…like I was saying. I was on my way to your place, and when I got there, I knocked on your door. You know, trying to barge in on you. I saw your van and everything so I knew you were home but busy so I invited myself in….”

You undid your robe and adjusted it; Eddie felt his face burn as he could only imagine what was under your robe. He shook his head, he shouldn't have been thinking of his best friend like that.

You blushed as you continued with your story. As you felt something in your room change, it filled with a tension you couldn't describe.

“I uh…I invited myself in. And then I saw it all.”

You turn back to face Eddie, which he responds quickly, looking away.

“I saw…everything. You naked, whispering over the couch. The couch we watched so many movies on.”

Eddie looked back to you, his mouth agape and his eyes wide. You face him and continue speaking, watching his face.

“I’ve never seen anything like that. Not even in adult movies. The way you bite onto your pillow, trying to drown out any noise you made…”

Eddie stood, facing you with a look you'd never seen before from him. He steps forward and you take a step back.

“(Y/N)-”

You stutter out a response as paranoia crawls up your spine.

“I- sorry- I said too much!”

“Wait-!”

You quickly dash out of your room, having Eddie chase you again, but you quickly jump into the bathroom and lock the door. Eddie tries the handle and sighs, pressing his back against the door and sliding down to sit on the floor. You are doing the same on the opposite side. You feel fake confidence, having Eddie not looking at you with such an attractively intense gaze.

“Eddie…”

Eddie perks up at your soft voice and turns his head to see the door in his peripherals.

“Yeah?”

“I have a question…”

“Yes, what is it?”

“Is…is it bad to think of your best friend in so many similar situations…to find them so undeniably attractive…”

You folded in on yourself as you heard no answer from the other side of the door. However, you continue and try your best to listen in on the other side.

“Is…is it weird to have dirty fantasies of your best friend?”

“Who are they?”

“...Someone I've known since the ninth grade.”

“Be more specific, you could have a thousand best friend's from the ninth grade.”

“W-well he…he's talking to me right now….”

You don't get a response after and hear Eddie stand and walk away. Your face burned a bright red and immense pain. Until you suddenly fall back and into the hallway. You open your eyes and gasp when you see Eddie’s face peering down at you.

“I’ve had the same thoughts…you were the one I was thinking of that day. So no… it's not weird, and it's not bad.”

Eddie quickly caught your arm before you could scramble away. He then picked you up and carried you to your bedroom. You pounded his back with your fists, feeling your robe slide open.

“E-Eddie! What are you doing-”

“Taking you to your bedroom…”

Once entering your room, Eddie threw you onto the bed. You let out a huff and felt your robe fall all the way open. You shrieked as you scrambled to close it, but Eddie quickly pushed his way between your legs and pinned your hands above your head.

“E-Eddie! What are you doing? My robe! It's open! Don't look!”

You wailed as you tried to shake Eddie off of you, but stopped when he spoke.

“Have I told you how beautiful you are? Cause no matter what I do; I can't stop admiring you. I think that's what I missed most about you…just getting to see you. Please tell me to stop…I’ve wanted you so much over this past month , and I hate that I've only now realized it. Tell me…you don't feel the same, tell me to stop (Y/N).”

Eddie grimaced as he spoke, his hands loosening around your wrist. You stare up at him, and your face drops...seeing how hurt he looks. Eddie begins to move away from you.

“I- I don't want to ruin our relationship. I…I have to go, I said that I wouldn't be staying over. My Uncle is expecting me.”

You feel Eddie withdraw himself from between your legs, but quickly with some left over confidence, you grab onto Eddie’s shirt, pulling him down on top of you. He lets out a short scream and slams his hands onto the bed to catch himself. You then pull him all the way down, having his clothed chest press against your bare one.

“Don’t leave Eddie….”

“What?”

“I said…don’t leave. Not yet.”

“Why…”

You run your hands through Eddie’s hair and down his arm, shivering as you hear a soft sigh escape his lips. Your eyes darted between his eyes and his lips, feeling him slowly breathing against you. Shyly you

“Because I wanted you too…and I’m sorry it took me so long to find out how much I truly love you. I mean…I loved you before, but my love now is to be more-“

Before you could finish talking, Eddie dips his head down and kisses you. His hand moved to hold the side of your face as you more than happily kissed back. Eddie sighed lovingly into your mouth and pecked your lips before diving in for more. Your bodies pressed together heatedly against the bed, breathing heavily as your lips pressed together. You let out a soft sound and gave Eddie a chance to give you gentle open-mouthed kisses. You run your hands through Eddie's hair, causing him to let out a soft moan.

He quickly nipped at your bottom lip, asking to open up, to which you complied. As soon as you opened, Eddie deepened the kiss, and you became timid as Eddie’s tongue met yours. You’ve never kissed someone before, definitely not like this, causing you to fumble and quickly become embarrassed. Eddie noticed this and pulled away with a soft peck.

“Are you okay? Should we stop?”

You feel shy at his concerned voice, wanting his lips back onto yours.

“I’m okay...I just…don't know how to kiss right.”

Eddie moves to sit up on his elbows, looking at you. He feels pride for being your first kiss, and a bright smile lights his face. You could almost see the hearts in his brown puppy eyes, which made you giggle.

“Do…do you want me to teach you? I thought you were doing well before I added the tongue.”

“That's embarrassing…I’m sorry.”

“Hey! Don't be sorry; you were doing great, and now I get to teach you how to be excellent at it.”

You smile up at him, and Eddie moves away from you. You quickly sit up, Eddie’s eyes widen, and he turns away fast. You feel the cold air on your body and the feeling of your nipples hardening. Quickly you covered up and started rambling off, Eddie carefully turning his head.

“Is it okay to look?”

“Y-yea! I'm so sorry- um…um yea.”

“Okay, okay, good. Get comfortable on the bed…so I can help teach you easier.”

You nod and climb onto the bed, crossing your legs and waiting for Eddie like an excited puppy.

“Okay, I'm going to get on the bed too; I'll need you to sit in my lap…facing me. Is that Okay, sweetheart?”

You almost turn into mush at his words. Almost immediately, you start patting the open space in front of you, waiting for Eddie to join you.

“Yes, that's perfectly fine, Eddie. Teach me!”

“Okay, hold your horses, let me get up there, and you can get settled.”

Eddie slowly crawls onto your plush bed, settling down against your pillows. He then gently pulls you into his lap, giving you a soft peck on the lips. You look at him with big full eyes, sitting comfortably in his lap.

“Okay…so the first thing we need to do is sync our breathing. This is what I learned...and it helps.”

You nod, taking a deep breath as soon as Eddie does. You were tense, your body full of nerves and excitement. You both sat for a while, breathing with each other. Eddie smiled at you and gently rubbed your arms.

“Relax…”

“I am…”

You giggle softly, and Eddie takes the chance to lean in. You move back and away from Eddie, who quirks an eyebrow. He goes in for another, and you repeat the same action as before. Quickly you return and give a sweet kiss on his neck. He lets out a soft laugh and then lovingly rubs your arm. He then caresses your face with both hands, finally taking a kiss from you. His tongue pressed between your parted lips in ticklish kitten licks.

You followed Eddie’s lead, his lips molding in with yours before gently sucking your bottom lip. Causing you to let a soft mewl escape your throat, and it goes straight to Eddie’s groin. He deepens the kiss; his hands move to hold onto your clothes hips. You scoot closer to Eddie as you both lose yourselves in the kiss. Eddie pulls away, a string of saliva connecting between his and your lips. You chase after him, whining for more.

“Hold on, sweetheart...It's getting hot.”

Eddie sits back and whips off his shirt, throwing it off to the side. He then quickly captures your lips, listening to all the sweet sounds you made. Eddie shivered as your hands feel up his sides and back.

You whimper as Eddie moves his kiss to your jaw, then to your neck. Eddie nips at the skin and then goes for your collarbone, but thinks otherwise. He then holds your shoulders and pushes you to lay against the bed while he settles himself between your thighs. You feel your body run hot, feeling his pelvis against yours. You try not to focus on it and begin paying more attention to Eddie's hands. He uses one arm to support himself above you and the other hesitant to hold your side.

You notice that he's hesitant, so gently you press his hand to grasp your side. Eddie watches your face closely, holding the curve of your side gently.

“What's wrong Eddie?”

Eddie sighs and dips his head into the crevasse of your neck. You sigh sweetly as you feel his breath fan across your neck.

“I’m scared of making you uncomfortable…”

“No Eddie, I’m never uncomfortable with you. You could never do anything to do that…and if you did I'll be sure to tell you.”

You quickly wrap your legs around Eddie’s waist and tighten. His groin presses into yours and the sound you both make has you smiling and Eddie blushing.

“H-hey- warn me before you do that.”

“Alright Eddie my love.”

You purr against him and peck his lips, slowly grinding into him. He whimpers softly and copies your movements. You giggle softly and he steps back pulling your thighs off him. You tilt your head confused and squeak when you see him unbuckle his belt.

“Are you sure you want me like this (Y/N)…cause god I want this. I won't continue if you don’t want to, sunshine.”

“Of course I want to Eddie-“

Eddie nods and quickly takes off his tight black pants, leaving his black boxers on. He looks you up and down lovingly and it makes you embarrassed.

“Hey..hey it’s okay.”

“S-sorry I’m not used to being naked in front of someone.”

”It’s okay…I think you look beautiful.”

Eddie walks up to you, prying your hands off your robe and gently sliding it off. It slides off and you feel a cold air hit your back and arms. Eddie smiles and plants his lips on your neck, slowly traveling down between the valley between your breasts. You let out a shy whimper, raising your chest into Eddie's face. He takes a chance and hooks his mouth around your nipple. You let out a shocked moan, feeling the wetness of his tongue swirl around the sensitive skin.

“E-Eddie- that feels weird!”

Eddie hums, swapping to the neglected breast and quickly using his fingers to stimulate the other wet one. You wiggle from the sensation and Eddie quickly uses his free hand to hold you down.

“Hold still, Haha, you sure are wiggly”

“Mmmh- I- I can't! It feels so different!”

“Alright alright…I’ll stop.”

Eddie gives one last twirl of his tongue around each nipple and sits up. His face goes rosy at the passionate sight of you. Your lips were puffy from kissing, and your pupils were wide with lust. The way your nipples shined from his spit and your hair fanned across the bed. Eddie smiled and bent down between your legs, you lifted your head, confused. He looked at you and beamed, hooking his arms under your knees. You yelped as Eddie pulled your body and his face was just an inch away from your cunt.

“E-eddie? What are you doing?”

“I'm going to make you see stars, that's what I'm going to do.”

Eddie looked up at you, ensuring you were okay, and quickly, you nodded. He started at your clothed pussy, and saw the wetness seep through the fabric. You shivered at the thought of him being so close to your vagina that you couldn't help but moan.

“Are you ready?”

“Mhm…”

“Use your words sweetheart.”

“Y-yes, I'm ready Eddie. Please touch me-”

“Of course…”

Eddie lazily pecked your thighs and undies, causing you to gasp and squirm. The metal head only hummed as he stuck his tongue out and gave a quick lick over your panties. You whimper softly and reach your shaking hands into Eddie's long curly hair. Eddie reaches up and hooks a finger around your (F/C) underwear

Date: August/30/2022

by 🌸🕷GB/GothicCremes 🕷🌸

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Chapter 4, pt.2:

Chapter 1:

Chapter 2:

Chapter 3:

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Chapter 5:

🌸⚠️Warning Violence/Slight Gore⚠️🌸

It was the fourth weekend that you had nothing to do. Robin and Steve worked long hours at the Family Video, and usually, you'd do something with Eddie. Yet, you couldn't cause you still had that day stuck in your head, and it only got worse when Eddie teased you. It was almost like he knew what he was doing to you. Especially four weeks, you've noticed a lot about Eddie, even though you haven't been near him.

You’ve noticed how Eddie smiles when he's around his friends, the way he speaks with his hands, and how his eyes light up doing his favorite things. It was tough being away from him; you wanted to experience that up close, not far away.

So to clear your mind, you took a walk around town. You walked at a slow pace, not in a rush for anything. People greeted you and even started small talk, which was fine, but after you tried to avoid people. The woods were the only thing people tended to avoid, and you were grateful. You admired the woods, though you jumped at every disturbance with the twigs and leaves. You stopped skull rock, sitting underneath its structure. You knew Eddie liked to smoke down here and even brought over a few girls since it was a favorite make-out spot. You sat there for a while before deciding seeing the Lake would do you good.

It took a few minutes of walking before you stepped on soft sand. A loud snap took your attention, and Jason Carver stepped out behind a tree.

“Damn, you caught me.”

You step back, anxiety filling your brain. A large grin goes across his face, as he steps forward. You continue to back up.

“What are you doing here, Carver?”

“Taking a walk, just like you. It's a coincidence that we walked to the same place.”

“You…you followed me! Why!”

“I was curious; I noticed you need to be avoiding the freak.”

“He's not a freak! Why do you hate everyone that's not the same as you!”

“Ah, feisty. You’ve certainly gained some confidence…I have to fix that.”

Jason lunges at you, and you quickly fall to the side. You let out a scream, and you promptly scamper away from him. You let out a hiss, as a sharp pain goes through your legs, something you know too well.

“Leave me alone, Jason! Why are you bothering me!”

“Are you so stupid- I can't forget how that one day by this very same lake. That Freak beat me and stopped me from making you mine.”

“You're fucking crazy Carver! You have Chrissy; she certainly deserves better!”

“You bitch! Don't talk about her!”

“Well I'm only stating facts!”

You look at Jason as he gets up and quickly dashes into the forest. You could hear him chasing after you; confusion and fear filled your mind. Jason quickly caught up to you and grabbed your arm; in reflex, you threw a punch. You heard and felt a crunch under your knuckles, and a scream broke through the quiet woods. Jason let go of your arm and backed away, holding his nose. You felt anger boil under your skin, how he treated you, Eddie, and the Hellfire club members. You looked at Jason with hatred, and you gritted your teeth.

“You deserve that damn broken nose, Jason Carver.”

“You fucking whore, I can't believe you did that.”

“I'll do it again- Leave me alone!”

“Well you’ve certainly changed, scared of me. Now…what happened? Did leaving the freaks make you a better person or something? Don't think I didn't notice how you've been avoiding him. Are you finally free from his curse?”

You falter under Jason’s words, but bitterness on how he spoke about Eddie made you stand your ground.

“There is no curse, and they aren't freaks. They are people who actually love and care for each other, damn it. I love them so much- I Love Eddie, and there will be nothing stopping me from beating the shit out of you, Carver.”

Jason laughs at your confession, and lets go of his nose, blood dripping down his face. You see the blood and glare. Jason gleamed in your hatred and licked the blood that trailed near his lips.

“Try me, (Y/N). I have so much shit on you. I can spread rumors about you. Your school life will be over. Not even your kind will like you.”

“That's it-”

You look around and see a big fallen branch; a sinister smile spreads across your face. You dash to get it; Jason quickly runs after you. With a loud laugh, you grab the branch and whip it towards Jason. It breaks against the basketball player's neck and jaw. Jason falls to the ground, and you instantly pounce on him, cursing him out while he tries to fight you off him.

You knew how to use your weight against him, remembering the play fights you and Eddie had. So you were at an advantage with the stronger man and it showed in your punches.

“Dont ever harrass me! Don't you ever come near me or my friends again! If you even try and get me with your group of minions I’ll fucking finish you off!”

You get off of him and give him a few hard kicks to the stomach. Jason instantly hacking up and holding his stomach.

“Don't even think about telling anyone about this. I’ll spread the news for you.”

You quickly turn and walk away, heading towards the Family Video to see your friends.

——

You made it there without any hassle, and stood near the desk, waiting for either Steve or Robin to come out. While waiting, you watched as your knuckles slowly bruised.

“Welcome to the- Whoa! What the hell happened to you?”

You look up to see Steve, and shyly smile. Steve only gives you a concerned look, which causes you to giggle.

“Oh uh- I beat the shit outta some stalker.”

“What?!”

Steve howls and Robin peeks her head out from the back.

“What are you whining about now, Steve?”

“(Y/N) had a stalker and she beat him up!”

“Holy shit, (Y/N) are you okay?”

“Yea- yea I'm fine. At least I don't feel it yet, I definitely know my knuckles are bruised and he may have punched me in the face when I attacked him.”

“Oh Jesus Christ get back here so we can patch you up. We have a med kit in the back.”

You sigh in relief and hop the counter, Steve helping you over when you couldn't lift you legs.

“God you need to get your legs checked out.”

“Yea Steve I know…and I already did nothings wrong with them.”

Once you cleared the counter you were rushed to the back, Robin being your doctor. Steve saying up front just in case customers came in wanting something. Robin made you sit, and help your arm that was covered in scratches.

“Christ (Y/N), you look like you had a cat fight.”

“Nah, that's with two girls.”

“Excuse me?”

“I fought a dude, plus it was in the woods when I was taking a walk bored outta my mind.”

“That must be been so fucking scary.”

“Yea- it was Jason Carver! He attacked me and started making fun of Eddie and the club! So I beat the shit outta him. Broke his nose and hit him with a pretty solid stick! I was so angry, and I was so scared!”

“I bet you were, but we have to tell the police about this.”

“Yea, but I made sure if we're to start shit again I’d finish him off.”

“I'm so proud, but now hush I have to be your nurse and fix you up.”

“Yea, yea….thanks Robin.”

A soft bell rung through the store causing you and Robin look up. Robin stands up, motioning you to stay quiet. She then walks out from the back, and sees Steve and Eddie talking.

“Oh, hey Eddie, what are you doing here?”

“Oh shit, Buckley, you scared me.”

“Sorry, Munson. Anyway what are you going here?”

Steve turns to Robin and waves her up to the counter, the both focusing on Eddie.

“Oh, uh I'm here to drop some movies off.”

“What? You didn't rent any movies out.”

“I know, but I have movies that need to be returned…they were uh…dropped in front of my trailer around four weeks ago..”

“Oh…uh show us the movies. We might know who got them.”

Eddie pulls out a bag and lays the movies out to show Robin and Steve. He knew who dropped them, he just needed the assurance, so when he showed the movies he waited for the response.

“Oh, I gave those movies to (Y/N)-”

Robin elbowed Steve in the side giving him a side glare. Which Eddie knew right away they were trying to hide the fact they knew about the whole situation.

“Steve-”

“What, it's true! I can't lie to a dude who looks like that”

Eddie scowls at Steve, causing the other man to rationalize.

“Munson- I didn't mean it that way. I mean how your face looked. It just- you look upset and you look like you miss her a lot. So-”

“No no…Its Okay. I don't need these movies, she planned to watch these with me. I assume you know all about it?”

“Oh definitely, she felt horrible about interrupting you.”

Eddie blushes and clicks his tongue, quickly walking out the store.

“Thanks Harrington, and you too Buckley. If you see (Y/N) tell her I said hi.”

Once Eddie lefts, you stepped out from the back, watching his van leave the parking lot. You then elbow Steve, making him look at you sternly.

“I was only helping a guy out.”

“Yea.”

“Do you want me to drive you home?”

“What? Right now Steve?! Your still on shift!”

Robin grumbled, but quickly let it go. You look at Steve and nod.

“Yea, that’d be very appreciated. My legs are still going crazy.”

“Of course, and let me just say. Talk to Eddie, he looks like a kicked puppy just at the mention of you. Plus, thank to Robin, he knows that we know what happened.”

You curse under your breath and hobble to Steve’s Car. You laugh seeing Steve happily waving goodbye to a upset Robin. Once Steve gets in the car and he turns on the ignition the both of you were on the road.

Steve and you talked for a while, some of his questions caused you to get flustered.

“So, do you love Eddie?”

“I….”

“It's okay, you can say it. I see how you stare at him. He certainly gives you the same look.”

“Steve!”

“What? Can't a guy try to get his friend to realize she's in love with her boyfriend?”

“I mean- I…yes. I do love Eddie. I love him a lot.”

“Wow, and it only took you to see him, jerking it to find out? That's hilarious.”

“God damn it Steve…thats embarrassing!”

“Well, a lot things are.”

“You’re such a mom.”

“Well, we are here. I'm done babysitting your dumb in love ass.”

“Pfft, Thanks Steve. I…I’ll talk to Eddie tomorrow. Okay?”

“Promise (Y/N), you can't keep hiding from Eddie, he misses you.”

“I promise, Steve ‘the hair’ Harrington.”

“Alright, see ya. Tell me about what happens. I hate having to pry it from Robin.”

“Okay, you’ll be the first one I tell. See you, Steve.”

You stepped out of the car and heard Steve drive off. You turn back to the house and finally go inside. Your father greeted you and then looked you up and down. A worried look goes across his features.

“Are you okay? Why are you all patched up?”

“Oh! Uh-”

“Was it that Jason Carver boy? Is he bothering you again? I swear I'll teach the bitch of a boy a lesson.”

“Dad, dad! It's okay! I already handled it; he’s been stalking me, and uh, I won.”

“That's my girl! I'm so proud of you!”

“T-thanks, Dad.”

Your dad walks up and gives you a bone-crushing hug. You happily return it, and finally, after a few minutes, he lets go.

“Oh, I'm so sorry, sweetheart, I almost forgot to tell you. My job requires me to go on a day trip tomorrow. I won't be able to make you breakfast like I usually do.”

You give your father a bright smile and nod.

“It's okay, dad. I'm eighteen. I can take care of myself.”

“Of course, well, you still have some chores to do. Can you get them done before it's time for you to sleep?”

“Yep, yep! I’ll get those done now.”

——

Eddie tapped his fingers to the beat of his music as he cruised down the street. He then pulled up to Gareth's house and honked. Anxiety had his stomach in a knot; he now knew that Robin and Steve knew about what was going on between you and him. He didn't know exactly what to do, so he dropped off the movies and fled.

A knock on the passenger side window broke Eddie from his thoughts. Gareth waved sarcastically at him and pointed to the locked door. Eddie quickly unlocked the door, and Gareth hopped in the car, giving Eddie a confused look.

“You okay?”

“Yeah. I just dropped some movies off that (Y/N) dropped in front of my place.”

“Damn, so it was her. Do you remember what I told you?”

“Shit, no, I don't. I’ve been so hung up. I completely forgot about what you said.”

“It's okay; it was a few days ago, I think.”

“Yea, well, let's head to my place. Wanna smoke when we get there?”

“Yea, of course. That might do you some good and help you relax.”

Eddie presses the gas and drives off to the trailer park. Gareth showed Eddie some new beats he came up with and told some jokes to see Eddie smile. When the van was finally parked, the two males went inside.

“So, I assume you want to talk to (Y/N)?”

“What- I mean, yes, but where did this come from?”

“Well, since she started avoiding you, You've been down in the dumps.”

“I mean, of course, I am. She's one of my closest friends other than you and Jeff. And then she randomly avoids me?”

“She might be trying to; I mean, if I saw my friend yanking it, I would be too shy to look them in the eye for a while.”

“True. Let me get my stash and we can chill out.”

“Thanks man.”

Gareth plops down on the couch and watches as Eddie brings out two joints and a lighter. Eddie plops one between his lips and lights it, handing Gareth one as he settles into the couch.

“Thanks, dude.”

“Yea, no problem. Want to watch something, or do you wanna chill.”

“I'm okay with just chilling out and talking. Speaking about talking, you want to talk to (Y/N). Do you have any clue how you are going to do that?”

Eddie takes his joint between his fingers and looks at Gareth with a confused look.

“No, no, I don't. I also don't want to scare (Y/N) off.”

“You won't. She’s a tough cracker, though she can get shy about a lot of things.”

Gareth nudges Eddie with a sly smile and slight wiggle of his brows. It caused Eddie to breathe in sharply, making him cough out smoke. Gareth laughed, patting his back gently, getting a glare out of the coughing man.

“C’mon, Gareth, right as I was taking a hit.”

“Sorry, sorry, ahaha. Won't happen again.”

“Better not…”

The two got comfortable on the couch when finally, after an hour, they got stoned.

Eddie looks at Gareth with a relaxed smile, putting out his finished joint. Gareth does the same and turns toward Eddie.

“Hey, do you think (Y/N) misses you?”

“I hope she does, man. I miss her so much…I love her so much, dude.”

“Ahaha, I knew it. I knew you liked her.”

“Shut it, dude; I want to talk to her again. I miss her so much.”

Eddie rubbed his face and looked away from Gareth with pink cheeks.

“I know a way to get time to talk to her.”

“You do? Tell me…”

“All you need to do is go through her window and make sure she’s in there and then talk. Spill everything, man.”

“Yea, yeah dude.”

“Is that what you did with your girlfriend?”

“Yea, we had make up sex right after…best day of my life.”

“Oh, yea what time is it?”

Gareth sits for a while before standing up and walking towards the clock in the hallway. Eddie patiently watches, his eyes getting droopy.

“Man it’s almost Midnight,”

“What?! Dude, I need to take you home.”

“Are you okay to drive?”

“Yea, yea let me just sober up just a bit.”

Eddie stood and opened up the door of his house, letting the fresh night air hit him. It took about half an hour to feel the high simmer down. Gareth watched, and slowly reached for some cereal and began munching.

“Hey, man, don't eat all my cereal. I need that shit.”

“It's fine, I just need to eat something.”

“I get it, well are you ready to head out?”

Gareth looked up from his cereal-filled hands and nodded toward Eddie. The curly-haired man then went back inside and grabbed his keys. Gareth stands and follows him outside to the van. It took a few more minutes for Eddie to feel alright to drive, and Gareth wasn't complaining.

“You need to go with that plan man…get the Babe. Ya’know?”

“I'll think about it. You need to think about going home.”

“Sure, dude…I'm just trying to look out for you..”

“You don't need to, Gareth; you need to focus on your problems...Thank you for the advice, though, man.”

“Mhm, Thanks Eddie my man…”

“Alright, time to get you home.”

Eddie turned on the van and quickly pulled out of the gravel driveway. To make himself less anxious, Eddie rolled his windows down, letting his music and air gush around him. However, the nervous tapping of his fingers wouldn't stop, and Gareth seemed to notice.

“You're thinking about what you should do, huh?”

“What did I just say?”

“Mind my problems; sorry, I can't help but wanna help you out. You can become a nervous wreck. Well, since you are thinking about what you should do tomorrow, you should do it. It might be your only chance to save the relationship with (Y/N) since she's too shy to do it alone. Plus, with how long you've known her, I believe she’d regret not talking to you.”

“Yea…well. We are at your place. Give me a thumbs up when you can get inside.”

“Yes, dad, I will.”

“Don’t call me that, dickhead.”

Once parked, Gareth gives Eddie a sloppy and sarcastic salute just before stumbling out of the van. Eddie snickers as Gareth stumbles but makes sure to observe tentatively. Once Gareth gave the thumbs up, Eddie pulled out of the drive and headed home; it was around one in the morning. So to keep himself awake, Eddie blared his favorite song on high volume as he drove through the night.

Once home, Eddie felt the call of his bed and the anxiety of today's wash-off. The next day, he was sure to get his answers and finally talk to you after so long. So as soon as he flopped onto his bed, Eddie felt himself drift into a great slumber, wishing tomorrow to come faster.

Date: August/01/2022

by 🌸🕷GB/GothicCremes🕷🌸

🦇Apologise for not uploading the parts together like I usually do. I had gotten in a car accident not a few days ago and gotten busy with celebrating my birthday. So please forgive me. Plus all together this chapter is my longest chapter yet. It being 12 pages long.🦇

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Chapter 4, pt.1:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4, pt.2

It was a school day, something you hated but also felt thankful for, especially since yesterday's incident. So, instead of having Eddie drive you to school, you rode your bike, no matter how long of a ride. You, instead, kissed your father goodbye and headed for the school while it was dark. You even stuck a note on the door for Eddie. It explained to Eddie that you took your bike. So on the road, as you ride your bike, you make a plan to find Robin and Steve.

At school, you managed to find Robin near the Cafeteria. You jog up to her, and she gives you a quick smile.

“Hey (Y/N)! How was yesterday?”

You scowl, and Robin tilts her head in confusion. She gives you a worried look and places a hand on your shoulder.

“What happened? Do I need to get Steve and have him beat Eddie to a pulp?”

“What! No, no, no! God no, see the…the surprise didn't happen. In fact…Eddie surprised me instead, and he has no idea.”

Robin crosses her arms and motions you to continue. You rub your cheeks and try to stop them from getting red.

“I may have…came to the house at the wrong time….”

“(Y/N), what in the fuck happened? I’m acting kinda like Steve here and not getting the clue.”

“Ah, geez. Okay, I may not have barged into his trailer and seen him.”

Your groan and pace around. Robin was staring at you in confusion.

“I may have seen Eddie fully naked- and uh, jerking it to a fantasy.”

Robin’s face falls and scrunches with disgust. You crouch and groan into your hands.

“God- (Y/N).”

“I know, Robin, I know. I mean, I'm sure Steve understands that type of stuff. I feel awful. I can't stop imagining it. It's so clear in my head…the movements, the sound, Eddies-”

“Stop! I don't need any more details! That is too much information!”

“Oops…yeah, sorry, Robin.”

“Yeah, well, what did you do…after?”

“Well, I dropped the stuff I bought him and ran.”

“You ran?”

“Yea, I ran. I then rode my bike here, and now we are here, and I need help to avoid Eddie. I can't be around him after seeing something like that.”

“How about you just talk about it?”

“No! That’ll make us awkward around each other, so after I get these silly thoughts out of my head, You need to hide me from Eddie.”

Robin nods, wrap a hand around your wrist, and drags you over to Steve, who’s flirting with a blonde girl.

“Harrington! Idiot, we need to talk.”

Steve snaps his head towards both of you and groans, giving the girl a paper with a wink. He pinches the bridge of his nose and walks toward you.

“I was going to get a sweet date with a hot chick. What was so important that you had to interrupt that?”

Robin laughs and then pushes you in front of her. You yelp in surprise, and Steve rolls his eyes.

“See, this sweetie saw something she shouldn't have and ran away. Now, (Y/N) wants help to avoid Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson. I think you're the guy to help!”

Steve looks at you with a hand on his hip. You squirm anxiously under his gaze.

“Are you going to explain what happened, or am I going to have to squeeze it out of Robin like usual?”

You look at Robin shyly, and you quietly explain to Steve what was going on. You closely examine his expressions, and he nods to your explanation.

“So, I need you to help me hide from him.”

“Fine. We don't have a lot of classes together, but I know Robin has almost all the classes with you. Do you have any classes with Eddie?”

“Uh, yeah, I have fourth-period art, Lunch, and eighth-period history.”

“Fuck, neither of us have art with you. Do you have a plan for that?”

“Well, Mr.Brown is fucking chill so that I can skip, and he won't say anything. Unless the principal is visiting. Which he warns us.”

“True, Mr. Brown is chill. Robin, you have the most classes with (Y/N), so I thought Robin could block you from Eddie’s attempt to interact with you.”

“Yea! That’s a great idea if Eddie comes up, pull me away, and says you need to tell me something important.”

Steve looks at Robin, to which she nods, and a sinister grin spreads across her cheeks. You smile as well, yet a little sad to avoid Eddie.

“Aha, This plan will work out. At least I’m hoping for it.”

The three of you jump at the sound of the bell, Steve cursing under his breath and Robin pulling you into the band room. You quickly peek into the hallway, looking for your dear metal head.

——

“Where the fuck is she.”

Eddie anxiously taps his fingers against his van's steering wheel. Dark bags framed his brown eyes, and his hair pulled back into a loose ponytail. Eddie honked his horn two more times. His eyes looked up at your window, expecting to see you; instead, the front door swung open. Eddie’s eyes widened at the sight of Mr. (L/N) and an annoyed look on his face.

“Boy! What are you doing honking like a mad man? You’re supposed to be at school.”

Eddie rolls his window down and swings out an arm.

“Well, I have to pick up (Y/N). She’s taking forever!”

“What? Eddie (Y/N) left a long time ago. She's already at school. Did she not tell you that? Rode her bike…”

Eddie feels his chest tighten and the way his throat hurts. The older man seemed to notice and gave him a sympathetic look.

“Look, I don't know what happened. But I think the both of you need to talk, (Y/N) gets nervous after a certain scene of events, and can try and distance herself. Trust me. She doesn't want to. Well, get to school.”

“Okay…Thanks, Mr.(L/N).”

With the start of the engine, Eddie drove to school. He took a shaky breath and let go of his tight grip on the wheel. He takes a few deep breaths and begins tapping his fingers to lessen the tightness in his chest.

“God, (Y/N) couldn't have saw me, but fuck. There's so much proof- the bags she left infront of the trailer. I- God, she planned a surprise for me. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I have to talk to her.”

Eddie cursed a few times just as he put his van in park, and he entered the school.

——

You made sure that during the day, you either clung to Steve or Robin. They found the situation funny, teasing you constantly, and playfully running away. It scared the snot of you but they quickly came back.

It was Art that they had to leave you, and you were nervous on seeing Eddie, but you remembered the plan, and you knew Eddie would be late for this class. So when you barged into the room, you became a deer in headlights. Eddie was here, on time sitting near the door. He must’ve known you've been avoiding him.

Eddie hadn't noticed you yet and took that chance to shuffle to the teacher. It took you a few harsh whispers to get the man's attention.

“Yea? What's up (Y/N).”

Mr.Brown, your art teacher was a very intimidating guy, arms filled with tattoos and a shaved head, with a greying goatee. However, he looked at kids with the kindest eyes and spoke softly to them.

“Hey, Mr.Brown…can I use the restroom. Can I do that? I just really need a breather….It might take me the rest of class to calm down.”

“Oh of course, take as many breaks as you need.”

Mr. Brown winks, making you smile sweetly, just as you turn around. You make your way out the door but a gentle grin on your shirt stops you.

“(Y/N)! Thank fuck, I’ve been looking everywhere for you! Why did you take your bike? I had no idea you were gone until your dad ripped me a new one.”

“I-I, I just wanted to see the view, a-and get some more exercise.”

You stuttered softly and gently pry his hands off your shirt. Your face was a bright read and you could feel his intense gaze on you.

“You…you don't need more exercise. You already do a lot of stuff.”

“I- I just wanted to, I know I don't.”

His hands were soft, and you could feel his hand squeeze yours. When you look at him, your face softens, his pretty brown eyes making your breath get caught in your throat. Realizing what you were doing, you snap out of it. Your face goes rosy, and you pull your hand out of his. Eddie's brow furrows, and he frowns; you quickly apologize.

“I- I have to go.”

You go up the stairs and out of the classroom, going into the bathroom. You turn on the sink and splash some water on your face.

That was close, and you knew it; you even held his hand and daydreamed about how soft they were. When you looked into his brown eyes and heard his voice, you couldn't help but imagine the scene in front of you. How his hands worked at his cock, and he bit into the couch pillow. More water splashed on your face, having you cool down.

“I can't- stop thinking about that moment…or Eddie. What is going on with me?”

You wait in a bathroom stall for the bell to ring, and when it does, you make sure to leave right away and blend with the crowd. Carefully and swiftly, you make your way into English. You sit in your assigned seat, looking over to Robin, who meets your gaze with a questioning look. You give her an iffy hand gesture and an exaggerated shrug. She smiles at you, turning back to face the front of the class, and you do the same.

——

It was finally lunch; though you knew it would be a dangerous zone for interacting with Eddie, you were more than happy to get food finally. You chose to sit far away from Eddie’s table, even though you felt your chest tighten being away from him.

Sitting next to Robin was easy; everyone at the table talked about many different topics. So it was easy to catch yourself in a conversation with Robin.

“So, you said in English that Art was iffy. Did Mr.Brown not let you leave?”

“No! He knew what I was doing and was okay with it. Eddie stopped me and asked me why I had taken my bike and stuff. I feel so bad, Robin. He looked so sad, but damn it I can't get that damn scene out of my head!”

“Fair, it was shocking. I mean, seeing your longest best friend doing something inappropriate. It can be in your mind for a while, but running away can worsen it. I feel you should talk if, after a few weeks, it's still bothering you.”

“Yea, I’ll do that. I mean…lately, these past years. It's…it's silly. Sorry.”

“What? No, tell me, (Y/N) I'm not going to make fun of you or tell anyone else. Except for Steve.”

You laugh and begin playing with the pretty hair on Robin's head.

“These past few years, I've been so happy just being with Eddie. He helped me go through so much. I have nothing to give, plus I’m ignoring him over something silly…he didn't treat me differently when he saw me naked. Why can't I do the same?”

“(Y/N)- Eddie…He saw you naked, and then the day after he….”

Robin covered her mouth and watched your expression change from sad to absolute embarrassment. You began to stutter and that gave you a few looks from the table.

“I- That was a coincidence.”

“Sure it was, anyway like you said, little miss flustered. You were going on about how Eddie has done so much for you?”

“Yea…yea. He has, Saved me from being drowned, helped me with my confidence and from being too lonely before I met you guys.”

“Kinda sounds like you have a crush on him.”

“I- I do not! We are strictly friends…just right now we are going through something that's kinda awkward.”

“Suuuuurrrreee, well, let's see how the week goes. I’m sure you’ll stop thinking about what happened in the next two days.”

——

The thoughts didn't stop; they only evolved. Instead of seeing the actual original scene, it now became a fantasy. The first few days were horrid, and when the thoughts changed into something, it turned into weeks that you were avoiding Eddie.

It wasn't long before he noticed how you skipped Art and gave every excuse to get away from him. It was like time reset itself, and you were back to being timid around Eddie. He hated every second you were out, and his table certainly noticed his sour mood.

Gareth was the first to speak up at the table after two weeks. It was lunch, and the club was all seated, looking carefully at their best friend's grim face.

“Alright, Dude, what's up. You look like you've been beaten with a bat.”

“Yea, what the hell's up with you?”

Jeff quickly added in, getting food thrown at him and a stink eye by Eddie. With a loud grunt, Eddie sits up, looking at his table mates.

“Okay, assholes. Nothing wrong; I didn't get a lot of sleep.”

“Uhuh, sure. We totally don't see you gawking at (Y/N) as she walks past our table. Which, by the way, you still need to explain why she doesn't come here to visit anymore.”

“I don't know why she stopped, and I’m not gawking. I’m just looking- which isn't a bad thing. She is one of my best friends, but with how she's acting. I don't think she wants to be.”

Gareth looks at Eddie with a confused look. It caused him to look away and huff.

“And why wouldn't she want to be best friends with you anymore? Honestly, the whole table thought you were dating, especially how she constantly clung to you.”

“God damn it, Gareth. Will you stop nagging me if I tell you?”

“Yes. Yes, I will.”

“Okay, damn.”

“Well, C’mon give us the story on why (Y/N) suddenly doesn't want anything to do with you.”

“Okay, asshole, you can keep your mouth shut. I mean I don't know what's going on with her. I really don't, but I think it was a few weeks ago. Like on a Sunday after both (Y/N) went on a movie marathon, and of being (Y/N) she wanted to surprise me. Which she usually does and I should've known….”

“Okay? What happened on Sunday?”

“Well, hold the fuck on; I’m getting there.”

“Christ, Okay-”

“Sunday well was a day where I had a tiny bit of an imagination-”

Eddie feels his face go a soft pink, playing with his hair, gently twirling it. He feels all eyes on him, his leg bouncing anxiously.

“I had a stupid fantasy…I don't know why. But I know definitely, she barged in and saw me living it. Are you assholes happy now? She refuses to be near me; she saw me yanking it.”

Gareth smiles wide and walks over to Eddie, slapping him on the back.

“I assume the fantasy was about her? Dude, you have such a crush on that girl.”

Eddie sputtered and looked up at Gareth with wide eyes. Gareth only smiles and sits back down in his seat.

“I don't, and- it wasn't about (Y/N). I just- I want to talk to her again.”

“Well, and how are you going to do that?”

“I don't know, man; every time I try to talk to her, she somehow dodges it, or her friend Robin hops in and drags her away.”

“Have you ever tried to talk to her outside of school?”

Eddie groans and rubs his face, making Gareth laugh,

“Seriously? You haven't thought of that?”

“no…, but I don't want to invade her privacy.”

“Well…that's kinda what I did when my Girlfriend ignored me during school. I climbed into her bedroom, thank God it was the bottom floor. But we talked and made up. You should do that with (Y/N).”

Eddie perks up and gives Gareth a happy smile. The rest of the school day, Eddie reviewed the idea in his head. Making up your reactions and even adding some of his suggestions. Eddie tried even harder to talk to you, sometimes trying to catch your shirt before you left for art, or playfully bumping you with his hip. Though one time he did it too hard and it made you drop things.

“Holy shit, I’m so sorry (Y/N). I didn't mean to bump you that rough!”

“I-its ok, Eddie; I know you didn't mean to. Hey, at least you're helping me clean up.”

Eddie’s brown eyes met with your (E/C), and a bright blush spread across your face. Eddie felt himself get lost in your eyes and noticed how your pupils widened. He felt his eyes flutter, and he promptly glanced at your lips. You noticed right away, and you stood straight up. The way you fumbled with the remainder of your dropped items, made his cheeks turn a soft pink. You turned to Eddie and gave him a soft look before quickly commenting on how Robin needed you.

“It…it was nice talking to you, Eddie.”

“Y-yeah, same here.”

Eddie stood and watched you with a grim gaze as you quickly hurried off to find Robin.

Date: July/28/2022

by 🌸🕷GB/GothicCremes 🕷🌸

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