@coldhcartâ said :Â Â " sorry; this might sting a little... " for Eddie
send in " sorry; this might sting a little... " for the sender to be cleaning a wound on the receiver's face, resulting in them being almost intimately close, making eye contact either knowingly or without meaning to.Â
Heâd been hiding out at Reefer Rickâs since it happened. Quite honestly, not a whole lot of thought had gone into it, just that he couldnât stay in that trailer with what he just witnessed... And he had to go somewhere he wouldnât be found. But the whole time that heâd been hiding out here, all that had been playing behind closed eyes was what happened to poor Chrissy. He couldnât make sense of any of it, and he wished it had just been an unfortunate situation where heâd dropped something a little too hard and had been hallucinating... -- That wasnât the case, it had been TOO REAL. Now, he was so caught between his own guilt for just leaving her there, for RUNNING like a coward, and the trauma of seeing what he had, that he hadnât even paid that much mind to the wound on his face. Something he likely got when he tripped over on his way into Reefer Rickâs.
Dustin had shown up, accompanied his friends and his cousin, Becca, and theyâd managed to somewhat calm the rather ON EDGE Eddie, tell him that they believed him, and explained that theyâd been through stuff like this before. Which, honestly, blew his fucking mind. But once the otherâs had left, to go get him some supplies and try to figure things out, Becca had insisted on staying, and had also insisted on cleaning up the wound on his face.Â
Becca staying WAS comforting, he had to admit. Aside from Dustin, she was the one he knew best, had spent the most time with, though, he couldnât help the wash of nerves that ran through him at how close she was to him right now, and how her eyes kept seeming to meet with his. It was different when you were high, as opposed to being sober.  â Yeah... No shit. â He murmured, one leg bouncing absently out of anxiety, and for a brief moment, he dropped his gaze from herâs, but soon found it returning again.  â Sorry... Iâm just... âÂ
