#heartbreak.

EDDIE'S POV

Eddie did not sleep at all last night. He stayed up, trying to think of what he was going to say to you. He knew that whatever he was going to say, it had to come out perfect, because this would be his only shot to make things right.

He had to fix what he broken. He had to make things better, even if that meant only making things better for you and you alone.

When he called you this morning, he was not really expecting you to pick up. When you picked up and he told you who it was, he was even more shocked when you didn't hang up.

"Eddie? What's going on? Is there something you need?" you asked. Eddie cleared his throat, prepared for you to tell him to buzz off.

"Uhm, yeah actually there is. I was wondering," Eddie almost chokes up on his words but coughs to cover it up. "I was wondering if me and Uncle Wayne could stop over this morning if you are free and feeling up to it. I was hoping we could talk. Uncle Wayne wants to check on you after yesterday and then he will wait outside."

Eddie rubs his hand on the back of his neck, waiting for you to decline his request. He hears silence on the line, and his nerves begin to wrack up.

"Uhm, I mean. Yeah, I guess that would be alright. How does 9 sound?" Eddie almost drops the phone in disbelief. This was happening.

We'll be there. Just then, Wayne comes walking into the kitchen and pats Eddie on the back. "Get a shower and throw on good and clean clothes boy. You are fixing this fuck up."

8:45am The Way Over

Eddie chewed on all of his nails, until they were all but stubs. "Eddie, you are making me nervous with all that chewing and bitin', would you just calm down?" Wayne sighs, pulling into y/n's apartment complex lot.

"Uncle Wayne, what if I say the wrong thing and everything gets messed up again? What if I hurt her worse?" Wayne turns the truck off and lays his hand on Eddie's shoulder.

"Son, I'm going to give this to straight. If you love her, what you say to her will come from your heart. You won't need to practice what you have to say because it will already be inside of here," he takes his hand and pats Eddie's chest.

"You need to apologize for your actions and for how you left things. You ran from her when she was most vunerable to you. That really hurts a person. Layin their heart on the line and then having .that person crush it in front of em. If you love her boy, You have to grow up, be a man and be willing to fix this whether you are scared or not."

Eddie knew Wayne was right. Eddie nodded at Wayne and silently thanked him. He also thanked who or whatever was listening that he had Wayne as a father figure. He would be absolutely lost without him, that is for sure.

"You go on up, I'll come up after you two talk. I need to run over to Jack's hardware for something anyways." Eddie gets out and watches Wayne walk over across the street.

Eddie swallows and heads up to the building. He sees y/n's button and presses it. "Hello?" her voice comes across the speaker. "Uh, hey it's Eddie."

He waits for a second and then hears a click and assumes the door has unlocked. He pulls and it opens. He is greeted by y/n, standing outside her door.

"Where's Wayne?" she looks around, as though Eddie may have lied to her. "Across the street. He said he wanted us to talk first, while he picked up something. Then he would stop and visit you." Eddie said, looking down but not moving forward just yet.

"Oh," she said. "Well, come inside then," she tells him. This actually surprises Eddie, thinking she would tell him to fuck off. He looks up and follows her in.

He follows her to her couch, taking in her little but cute apartment. It suite her. "Do you want a drink or anything?" she asked, making her way to the kitchen, grabbing herself a water from her fridge.

"I'm good, thanks." Eddie couldn't get over how sweet she was being to him after their initial meeting the other day. Was this all put on? He didn't know or care really. It was finally time to lay his cards on the table.

"Y/N, I think it's finally time to really tell you the reason I ran that day at Lover's lake." Eddie swallowed, jumping right into it. He didn't know if she was ready or not, but when he looked at her, she was sitting crossed-legged, staring very intensely at him, not breaking eye contact whatsoever.

"I didn't run away because I didn't want you Y/N. And I didn't tell you we didn't work because I didn't feel like you and me didn't belong together." Eddie runs his hand through his hair.

He knew this would be hard to tell her. It's as though he was back at the lake, his chest was on fire, feeling things he didn't understand. He was scared, excited, frightened, and terrified.

" Why did you leave me there after I kissed you and practically threw myself at you? I told you I was in love with you, kissed you, and you. You kissed me back for a split second. And then all of the sudden, you ran away like I had a disease. Why Eddie?"

Eddie could hear her voice break. He knew he was on borrowed time and he better spit out what he was trying to say before he didn't get a chance to.

"I ran away because I felt these feelings inside of me that terrified me y/n. I didn't know what they were or how to express them and I got scared and ran away." Eddie looked at y/n at the exact moment she was wiping a tear from her cheek.

Eddie got up and moved over to the floor by her feet.

"Y/N, if I knew then what I know now, I would've never have ran. I ran away because those feelings I was having? I was in love with you. I ran because I couldn't understand those feelings at that time. Now I do and I am so sorry it took me this long to understand that. I am so so sorry I broke you the way that I did. I left you, I abandoned you because I was too stupid and dumb to figure out what feelings were."

Y/N eyes widened as she heard Eddie's words. Eddie was worried at what her expression meant. He didn't know how she was going to take what he just said. Especially after all of these years. So, he just sat at her feet, waiting for her to say something. Anything. Finally, she looked down at him.

"Eddie?" she said softly.