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Eddie - Stranger Things part 2

It had been a couple of days since we had found Eddie, and he explained what he saw, what had happened to Chrissy.

The others had come back and brought stuff. They had offered me to leave with them, but, I still refused. I didn't want to leave. I just wanted to stay with Eddie.

"Hey, darling?" Eddie asked..

"Darling? Since when do you call me darling?" I asked.

"Since, now. Just now. I'm calling you that now." Eddie said.

I sighed. "Alright. What?" I asked.

"Can I ask you a question?" Eddie asked.

"Technically, babe, you just did." I said.

"Since when do you call me babe?" Eddie asked.

"If you're calling me darling, I'm calling you babe." I said.

"Okay. Can I ask you another question?" Eddie asked.

"You just did." I said, chuckling lightly.

Eddie sighed, seemingly a little annoyed. "Can I ask you one more question, after this one?" He asked.

"Alright, alright. Yeah, ask away." I said.

"Why are you still here?" Eddie asked.

"Do you not want me to be here?" I asked.

"Now, I didn't say that." Eddie said.

"Okay." I said.

"I'm just, wondering why you haven't left yet." Eddie said.

"Simple. Because, I don't want to." I said.

"Why? You really enjoy hanging out with the freak? Especially the freak that's a murder suspect?" Eddie said.

"What did you just call yourself?" I asked.

"A freak." Eddie said.

"Mmm. See, that's not gonna fly with me. You don't get to call yourself that." I said.

"Why the hell not?" Eddie said.

"Not healthy self talk. No doing that." I said.

"I'm a freak. I don't care." Eddie said.

"Mkay. Mkay. So you wanna play like that, hmm?" I said. I pushed him up against the wall. "Don't talk about yourself like that. I would fight anyone who dares to call you that. Anyone who dares to say something awful, or mean. Or something awful, or mean to you. And that includes you."

"You know, you're really pretty when you're acting all powerful." Eddie said.

"You, hmmm. No. Nope." I said.

"Hmm, yeah. Yep." Eddie said. He grabbed my shoulders and turned us around, pinning me to the wall.

"Um." I said.

"Hmm? What's that?" Eddie asked.

"I- uh. Hmm." I said.

"Sorry, I don't think I understand." Eddie said.

"You, I, uh, mmm." I said.

"You seem a little flustered there, sweetheart." Eddie said.

I grabbed the collar of his shirt then pulled him in and kissed him.

I grabbed onto his upper arms then flipped us back around to where he was pinned against the wall.

After a few minutes, I broke the kiss.

"I knew you wanted to kiss me." Eddie said.

"Yes, congratulations, Eddie. You were right." I said.

"So it wasn't a crazy assumption that you did." Eddie said.

"Eddie, babe. What's crazy, is my mother being a serial killer, and having been dragged away and locked up in an insane asylum, jail thing when I was seven years old. That's crazy, that's insane. You assuming I wanted to kiss you, was just, correct." I said.

"Your mother is a serial killer?" Eddie said.

"Yeah. Killed like, ten people." I said.

"Oh. So, your mother is a serial killer, and you just kissed a murder suspect." Eddie said.

"Well, to be fair, you didn't do it." I said.

"Not everyone knows that." Eddie said.

"Well, I do. I don't care what everyone else, or, anyone else for that matter, thinks. I only care what we think of each other." I said.

"And what we feel?" Eddie asked.

"Yeah. Yeah, feel." I said.

"What?" Eddie asked.

"Feelings scare me. They always have. Feelings, getting close to people. Getting involved." I said.

"Any particular reason why?" Eddie asked.

"Let's see. Bad relationships. Psychotic mom. Friends that kept abandoning me, that I eventually left behind. Hmm. Noo, I can't even begin to understand." I said sarcastically.

"Okay, fair enough." Eddie said.

"My point exactly." I said.

"Right." Eddie said.

"I'm scared." I said.

"Of?" Eddie said.

"Everything. But I'm scared, whatever did this, what if it comes after me?" I asked.

"It won't." Eddie said.

"You don't know that." I said.

"I just hope." Eddie said.

"Yeah, me too." I said.