(Eddie's pov)
"I have somewhere special I'd like to take you" I said.
She took a deep breath and nodded. I didn't know if she trusted me or not. It must have been awkward to see me in her room. Not my best way of approaching her about this. I wanted to tell her so badly about the awful things Jason said about her and what happened over the summer, but I knew that was not the right place for any of this.
"Mind if I?" I held up a joint I grabbed from my left pocket in a mint tin.
"No, yeah go ahead." Heather said that frantically which made me second guess whether I should have, but I decided to take my opportunity to get rid of the stress of the secret I have been holding from her.
The special place I decided to bring her to was a secluded location out a ways in the forest with a picnic bench in a small clearing, I thought it would be nice to have somewhere to talk without any interruptions .No one goes there besides me and my dealer. After many branches snapped under our feet with her holding my hand as I was guiding her to the spot we finally reached the table and sat across from each other. She looked around at the scenery, Heather's hair rolled off her shoulder as she looked around. Her hair was the perfect amount of curly, not so obnoxious it would be frizzy but just enough to give her hair volume and look effortlessly beautiful. Her eyes were a piercing blue, like the lightning in a rainstorm, so jaw-dropping gorgeous. She was so gorgeous.
"So... what are we doing here? Kinda weird dragging me out to a place like this." She had a point.
"I guess you're right, but I really needed to talk to you about that fight the other day." I made eye contact, maybe a little too much. She broke the contact and looked to her hands, then back up at me, "Jason... he mentioned some things that had happen during the summer... I'm so sorry." I took a deep breath and looked down because I couldn't bare to look her in the eye while saying what could be hurting her so deeply.
"Whatever he was saying was true... some things did happen that aren't really to be told to just anyone." Heather was uncomfortable with the subject I could tell. I reassured her with a soft smile and I reached my arm across the table to caress her arm, she didn't flinch when I went to touch her, "Thank you for beating him up, I wish I could have done it myself. Summer was okay, I wanted to hang with Jason since I had a crush on him during my freshman year, but I got scared multiple times and cancelled last minute. One night... he... I was sleeping and... he came into my room from my window..."
"Please, you don't need to tell me any more." I got up and sat on her side of the table and put my arm around her. I was surprised she was taking so much of the comfort I was giving her, we hardly knew each other. I gained her trust just enough and that was all I needed to know what I had to do, "I'm sorry about what happened, you know how long I have been wanting to beat up Carver?" I chuckled and moved her hands to meet mine in our laps and adjusted ourselves to sit with knees touching face to face, she shook her head, "Since I was 7, we were on a little league basketball team, which my mom forced me to do, and he had bullied me for the entire summer that year, I will never get over when he pushed me to the ground we had gotten into a fist fight right there in the locker room."
We both shared a laugh. Her smile was contagious. She was laughing pretty hard to where her eyes shut for a moment, when she opened them they met mine immediately. I looked down at her lips then back up to her eyes, still hooked onto mine. I couldn't help myself, the moment felt right.
I leaned in to kiss her. I felt the kiss give my body a jolt of energy. It was better than I ever expected.
She pulled away and moved her hands out of mine.
Fuck
Fuck
The look in her eyes said it all.
"...I have to go." She stood up as fast as she could tucking her hair behind her ear while grasping her stomach as she walked past me.
"Heather I-"
And just like that she disappeared into the woods before I could say another word. I sat there and took a deep breath and let the exhale out through my mouth.
"Why did I do that?" I asked myself. In anguish.
I picked myself up from the seat and walked back to my car, I thought that I might have caught up to her before she was gone for good, but she was no where to be found, which scared me a bit. I worried that she could've been lost. Fuck, what if she is lost? I started to panic.
"Heather?" I yelled into the open air.
"HEATHER? HEATHER I DON'T LIKE THIS HEATHER." I began to hyperventilate. Then I heard crunches of leaves off to my right, "Heather?" I started to walk towards the noise. It was her. I ran up to her.
"Please, can you just give me space for a second." Heather looked at me, but not in my eyes, her face seemed cold and dead, no emotion. My heart felt like it was ripping. I had hardly known Heather for summer camp and the week of the fight and I had fallen for her, I was in pieces that I came on to her like that.
"You know that I didn't mean for it to come off the way. I don't want to upset you." I squatted down to her level, she has been leaning against a tree on the ground, her knees to her chest.
"You're like the rest of them." She said sternly, "I was willing to give you a chance Munson and you are just like the rest of them, you sweet talk me then try and give hidden intentions and you kissed me." She didn't raise her voice towards me, her voice was cracking with each word, I could hear the pain in her voice.
I brought my hands up to my face and sighed quietly not to raise the emotions higher, "Heather you know that was never my intentions, I was trying to comfort you. After hearing what that asshole did to you I wanted to make sure you were okay, no one deserve this, especially you." She looked up at me when I said that, I met her eyes, "You are sweet and caring and from what Jen has told me about you, you would never hurt anyone intentionally and every time she would talk about you I had grown my admiration towards you harder and harder. " I sat down next to her, giving her space that if she wanted to move to make sure she didn't feel cornered. She didn't move.
"How can I trust you? You don't kiss someone after talking about that." She had tears building up in her eyes.
"I don't expect you to trust me after that, that was so stupid of me to do. I'm sorry." I looked away for a moment to think of the right words to say. All I could say was sorry. I never had a good way of explaining what I was thinking to others. Describing my feelings towards someone was extremely difficult for me. It was odd to have this difficulty because in my band, Corroded Coffin, I wrote majority of the lyrics, that was the only way I could express myself thoroughly and all at once and I could truly tell the world was I was feeling inside me, my thoughts.
"I'm not sure what to say." She looked at me, her body relaxed a bit, she had now sat criss cross and her arms hung loosely into her lap.
"What do you need from me?" I adjusted myself to face her a bit more.
"Can I.. can I have a hug?"
With no hesitation I leaned towards her with open arms as she rustled through the leaves to feel her presence hit me in the chest, I wrapped my arms around her and felt her start to cry. I wasn't sure if this had regained a trust within her for me or she was really just going through something that she rather hug it out than confront it. I didn't mind it at all, her vanilla perfume filled my nose and I squeezed harder, she squeezed back, every part of our skin that touched felt a bolt of electricity and warmed my heart. It was going to be okay.
Hey guys, I really hope you enjoyed this chapter! I think this showed a different side of Eddie that I really enjoyed writing and thought was best to tell through his eyes. He cares so deeply for Heather and to see his thoughts through the situation felt best for this chapter and I hope you agree. Thank you for enjoying the series so far! I will be back later today. I really need to stop writing at 1 am lmao 💗 much love
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Master Of Puppets : Eddie Munson
FanfictionEddie Munson, a senior who has been held back a year, grabs the attention of you, Heather Anderson, from a wicked fight between basketball captain, Jason Carver. Eddie smirks at you while you are in disbelief as your Junior year has just begun. But...