Falling for The Freak (Eddie Munson)

The Feared Past and the Doomed Future

Eddie's POV

My lip was bleeding by now from how long and rough I've been chewing on it. I couldn't take another minute without knowing where she was. Nope. I wasn't going to do it. I stood up, pushing my chair back hard and leaving in the middle of class.

"Mr. Munson!" I heard Ms. Clancy yell for me, but I ignored her.

So many thoughts ran through my head of what could be wrong. What if she couldn't find the Plan B? What if she was sick? What if-

I cut my thoughts off by blasting Enter Sandman by Metallica. I could hear my speakers start to struggle from the volume, but I didn't care. I was on a mission.

My knuckles turned white as I nodded my head to the music. I started to think of the way Jason and Andy walked into the cafeteria. They looked like two cocky sons of bitches. There was something seriously off with those two.

I pulled up into the driveway and looked over at (Y/N)'s car sitting beside me. If her car was here, she must be here, right?

I turned down the stereo before turning my van off and jumping out. I took a quick look up and down the street, looking for anything suspicious. Once I felt good enough to stop, I shoved my hands into my jacket and walked up to her door.

My feet stopped right in their tracks as soon as I stepped onto the doormat. I raised my fist and knocked three times before stuffing my hand back into my pocket. I started biting my lip again as I waited for a response, but there was nothing. I furrowed my eyebrows before lifting my hand up again and knocking. Still, no answer.

My hand reached for the door knob and twisted it to see if there was a chance of being unlocked - and it was. My heart pounded as I opened the door. I know damn well my girl never leaves the door unlocked.

Looking down, I noticed scratches near the lock. I rubbed my finger on it, feeling every groove left on the wood. There it was again - the twisting in my stomach. I looked back up and walked inside the freezing house.

"Darling?" I called out. Still, no answer, so I decided to walk around the whole house. "Sweetheart, are you here?" I walked into her room, but still nothing.

I made my way back downstairs and looked one last time before deciding she wasn't there. I started to panic as I shut the front door and sat on the step. My fingers viciously attacked my roots as I thought about where she could be.

I reached into my chest pocket and grabbed my box of cigarettes. It was a struggle to light the one in my mouth, since my hands were shaking, but eventually I did. I took a long drag before blowing a cloud of smoke out into the air. I could just hear (Y/N)'s disapproval, making a small smile rest on my lips.

"You smell like cigarettes." (Y/N) stated.

"So?" I looked down at her as she sat between my legs, watching the movie. I was supposed to be watching with her, but I really couldn't keep my eyes off of her. She is the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on.

"So, they're bad for you." (Y/N) was extremely concentrated on the movie, so she wouldn't face me while talking. Instead, I watched as she smiled at the jokes and waited patiently for my response.

"I know, but-"

"Eh." My eyebrows furrowed at this response.

"What?" I almost laughed from not knowing what the hell that was about.

"They're bad for you." She repeated herself.

"Yeah, but-"

"Eh."