"Mi, you getting up today, or was that whole thing with stiles—" Eddie yelled as he grasped the bedroom door the next morning "oh... hi" he smiled as he opened it, seeing her rummaging through the pile of clothes on the floor, a blanket wrapped tightly around her, "whatcha doing?" He hummed,
"I have no clothes...." She murmured, point at the bed where clean underwear lay, waiting for her as she was still searching,
"Just take something of mine" he shrugged, watching her quickly snap to the closet pulling out the only thing there, a purple led zeppelin hoodie, without warning she dropped the blanket and tried stripping from the T-shirt she had on, but she struggled, "just ask" Eddie announced,
"What?"
"If you need help, just ask"
"Im fine"
"Ok..." he stayed in his spot, arms crossed, clearly amused by her sheer struggle "princess, just let me help you"
"Ok" she slowly turned, holding his hoodie and a basic pair of her own jeans in her hand, dropping them next to her clean underwear. She let him help her, pull the T-shirt over her head and slowly guiding it down her casted arm, before he spun her and unclasped her bra, very sharply hissing as he let it drop to the floor, eyes locking on the bright red burns,
"Jesus..."
"What?" She really quickly spun, covering her exposed breasts with her plastered arm,
"Your back..." he sighed, trying to turn her again,
"Oh um... it's nothing. It's fine." She shuffled, using her free hand to grab her clean bra, trying to give it to him,
"No no, that's definitely not fucking nothing mia... those look like burn marks..."
"Yeah well there was a fire, Eddie, just help me... please" she pleaded, and he caught the look on her face, that look that she showed when she didn't want to talk about it... so he nodded, gently spinning her, wrapping the bra around her front and sliding up before clasping it and slipping her arms through the straps, he spun her again signalling for her to put her arms up to shove her into the hoodie, falling madly oversized on her. "Thank you" she mumbled, being able to do her bottom half herself. She stood, now fully dressed in front of him and sighed "could you do my shoes?"
"Yeah." He nodded, guiding her to the living room and sitting her down "where are you planning on going?"
"I-I thought you and Steve where taking me to the clinic...." she whispered, watching as he kneeled in front of her, slipping her reeboks on, he shot her a 'sorry' look,
"You heard all that huh?"
"Every word... especially you yelling..."
He sighed "princess I'm so sor—"
"It's okay. You where just scared.... I get it... I've had to do that before." She nodded,
"We should of gone outside... you shouldn't have to hear us talk about you like that..."
"Eddie it's fine." She shook her head,
He looked up at her, his eyes searching hers as he sighed "do you want to go to the clinic?"
"I don't want to... but I don't want to not go..."
"I can take you if you want... it could be good to know, yeah?" He smiled, using her knee to lift himself up then offer her a hand,
"Okay," she nodded, staying stood in the same place as she waited for him,
"I'm not sure if they'll have time, but we can try, ok?"
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Fanfiction"N-no Steve... no I've told you once I can't do this again..." Mia muttered as she cried, everything displayed in front of her overwhelming her. She always had to choose. Wether it's between boys, friends, even life or death. Mia was always choosin...
