CLOSER || EDDIE MUNSON

Part 2

The next day I felt excited. This was rare, normally I dreaded going to school. Mainly because of Eddie, but I wasn't really thinking about him anymore. Not that I did to begin with, but it was like I forgot he existed. He was there, but he didn't pose any threat and didn't affect me in any way.
It gave me feelings of hope as I walked down the hallway. It could've been last night, I did sit in my room think about it for a while. I didn't know what came over me, but I knew I liked it. It felt as if nothing could get in my way today.

"Y/n."

There goes that.
I heard him from behind me, I paused for a second and then turned around to face him.

"What do you want, Munson?" I sighed.

He smirked and walked up to me. We were now having a sort of stand off.
I crossed my arms and looked up at him.

"I don't know, y/n. What do I want?" His smirk grew bigger.

"Eddie, stop playing your sick games with me. I don't have time for this." I huffed and turned around.

Before I could walk away, he grabbed my hand and turned me back around to face him. I glanced around to see we had a crowd now. People were giggling and whispering. I couldn't let him get the best of me again after practice yesterday, especially in front of all of these people.
He was always so rude and for no reason. And it was just to me. Did he have a personal vendetta against me? Was it just because I was a cheerleader? No matter the reason, it still didn't give him the excuse to be a complete jerk.

"Listen, y/n, I just have a question."
He chuckled then smiled. He was now staring and it disgusted me.

I stayed silent, waiting for him to continue. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction.

"How many players of the basketball team have you fucked?"
Everyone started laughing including him.

I felt my face heat up and shock spread through me. He had been acting a lot meaner lately, his comments pushing farther than normal. It shouldn't hurt this much, it was just my reputation but hearing him say that definitely stung.

"I mean most of them have already seen your ass anyway, surely it wasn't that hard to-" He looked me up and down.

"Take off a few layers."

I couldn't bring myself to say anything despite my anger. It wasn't that I didn't want to fire back, I just didn't have the words. I had never been this stuck when it came to Eddie's comments. It didn't hurt enough to render me speechless, so why couldn't I respond?

"Aww, cat got your tongue sweetheart?" He tilted his head.

"Or was it one of the basketball players?" He winked suggestively.

Everyone's laughter echoed in my head. Why would he go that far? Yes, what he said was rude normally, but this was something else entirely. I was so mad at him.
But why did I even care?
I knew Eddie for this. I knew him for being a weird flirtatious asshole. Why did it feel different this time? I felt myself start to cry out of anger and embarrassment, so I replied with a mumble.

"Screw you Eddie."

I sped away fully crying as I noticed he was weirdly quiet behind me. That wasn't normal either. He always had something else up his sleeve. What was up with today?
I left my train of thought, then booked it to the first empty classroom I saw and locked the door. I leaned back against it and sunk to the floor with a sigh. Today had to have been the worst day ever. I was so happy when it started, then-
Eddie. Eddie was the problem with today. I've had to take so much of his antagonizing, I guess this was what happened when I finally got over it. It would come back twice as hard. Maybe I had just built up an immunity to it?
Whatever happened didn't matter at the moment though. I needed to figure out how to deal with this.
For now, I could just sit here and wait for everything to die down. I let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding.
I heard the other kids laughing as they passed the door. It was like rubbing salt into the wound. Why did it hurt more this time?
I buried my head in my hands. The crying had slowed to a stop. I just felt numb. I was trapped in my mind, but not in a good or bad way. I was more confused than anything.
I decided to stay in the classroom until lunch was over, which was about 45 minutes from now. Surely everything would die down by then like I thought and I would be fine.
But why did it affect me like this?
It was the question I kept asking myself. It didn't make any sense. My thoughts started becoming accusatory.
Why did he do that? What did I ever do to him?
The familiar hatred I had for him flooded my brain. He needed to learn a lesson.

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I unlocked the door to my trailer and walked in, throwing my bag to the side. It felt as if steam were coming out of my ears. I couldn't think of a single time where I had been this upset.
Though behind that feeling of anger I could also feel a deep longing. I tried to ignore it but it was like a pest that you couldn't get rid of. What was I longing for?
Why was I so confused about it?
In a feeble attempt to redirect my thoughts, I walked over to the couch and sat down. Mom has said she wouldn't be home for a bit because she was going grocery shopping, so I had the place to myself for a while. That worked out in my favor anyways, I needed space to breathe after the events of today.
I started rubbing my forehead, I had a stress headache from earlier.
This had never been a problem before though, he didn't stress me out like this. What changed?
The questions I asked myself back in the classroom kept repeating in my head. I wanted it to stop, I wanted this entire thing with Eddie to stop. All it did was cause trouble and confusion, and though I didn't want to admit it, it hurt. Why did he want to hurt me so badly?
What was his problem?
Maybe it wasn't him though. Maybe it was me. Surely what he's been saying hasn't gotten worse, maybe I'm just in my head about it? I was interrupted by the feeling of a vibration in the floor. Taking note of the space around me, I assumed it was the neighbor across from me.
They had started making some loud sound. It kind of seemed like music, but it hurt my head, this really wasn't what I needed right now. I was already a stressed and confused mess, the heavy bass and electric guitar from across the way didn't help either. It only worsened my headache.
I sighed and stormed over to the door. I unlocked the top lock and opened it. The sound was much louder out here. I did my best to yell over it.

"CAN YOU PLEASE SHUT UP?!"

The sound didn't stop for about a minute, I opened my mouth to yell again but before I got the chance to, it cut off. I guess they did hear me. I muttered a 'thank you' sarcastically before stepping back inside. I took a deep breath before heading to my room and laying on my bed.
It was funny, the second I was alone all of the racing thoughts filled my head again. I couldn't keep track of them all at this point, I was only sure about one thing.
Eddie needed payback.