Infatuation | Eddie Munson

11- Boat House

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The road was bumpy, causing the wheels of my bike to bounce up and down every once in a while. The gears were rusting and I was afraid it would give out before I could get to my destination.

Where was my destination? I wasn't fully sure.

I pushed the pedals of my bike and sped across the semi familiar road, trying to sort through my memories and as I tried to remember the route to Eddie's trailer. I eventually began to see several identical trailers come into view, entering would be like a maze I wasn't sure I would get out of. My legs were getting tired, and my forehead was drenched with sweat, causing my bangs to stick to it. Giving in to my body's desperation for a break, I pulled my bike to a stop.

I groaned loudly out of tiredness and frustration as I noticed more cars to be driving past me, but what caught my eye was a specific car turning a seperate way from the rest. Out of curiosity, I followed the car, speeding up on my faulty bike. As I swiftly turned the corner, I came to a stop. The car window was now open as a cop leaned in. I peaked over, looking inside of the car. The driver was a girl who I knew as Nancy Wheeler, Mike's sister, if I can recall. To her right was a nerdy looking boy who I didn't know the name of.

While the cop was the distracted with the pair, I began to pedal again, sneaking behind the cop as I sped like the speed of light down the road and into the trailer park.

"Hey!" I heard a voice yell from behind me, causing to speed up even more, my bike struggling underneath me. I looked behind me to see the cop standing there, his hands on his hips as he watched me speed off into the restricted area.

Eventually, the exterior of Eddie's trailer came into view, several police standing around outside. I hopped off of my bike, walking alongside it as I pulled the rusting vehicle along. The police hardly took notice of me as I observed the scene, many cars were scattered around, with a couple people walking down the street. The home looked normal from the outside, but I couldn't help but wonder what had happened on the inside. I sighed as I looked around, noticing a man sitting on a bench with a cigarette in between his fingers, blowing smoke out into the air.

My feet carried me towards him, "Hey."

"No more reporters," he stated bluntly.

"Oh- I'm not, I'm Eddie's..." I thought for a second on how to introduce myself, friends? Two people who can't go two minutes without bickering?
"I'm Eddie's friend," I corrected him.

"And you're?-" I began.

"His uncle," he said, blowing out smoke after smoking his cigarette again.

"I'm really sorry for what's happening to you right now, but I was wondering if you could tell me anything about what happened to Chrissy? She's my best friend, and the cops won't tell me shit," I pleaded.

"Found her body this morning," he said with his heavy accent.

My heart sank in realisation as I had been told what I had been dreading. I didn't want to believe it but it was true. Chrissy was gone and she was never coming back. I shook my head repeatedly in attempts to stop myself from tearing up again.

"It wasn't Eddie, was it?" I said in a jittery matter.

"My nephew may be viewed as a metal head freak, believe me I know. But this wasn't him. What I found this morning is pure evil, and I know Eddie didn't do it."

I breathed out a heavy, shaky breath as I gripped the handles of my bike tightly. As I processed what the man was telling me, I became as determined as ever, his words filling me up like fuel.

"Thank you, sir," I said, hopping on my bike and speeding off before the man could say anything else. Adrenaline pumped through my veins as I my legs moved on the pedals rapidly. I knew exactly where I would find him, and I was going to get there before anyone else had the chance, before Jason, before the police, before anyone.

As I continued to look for my destination, my legs became jelly as I tried to push through. Every time I felt like I was getting closer I would lose my way again. I passed what must have been hundred of trees before spotting a large, blue lake nearby.

In a state of relief, I lost focus, causing me to run into a tree root, sending me flying off my bike and causing me to roll over several times, scraping my skin on the gravel road as my backpack went flying.

"Shit," I cursed, wincing as I slowly stood to my feet. My bike lied deserted in the forest of trees, but I was too concentrated on the infrastructure in front of me to care. There was a beaten-up looking house, built in front of a huge lake, and an even more dodgy-looking boat house to the left of it. It was Rick's.

I ran over to my now-dirty backpack, swinging it over one shoulder before running as fast as my legs could go. I stopped in front of the door to the house, trying my best to peek in through a window. The house was dead silent and I couldn't see any sort of movement from the window. I cursed under my breath, running to the side of the house, looking for anything that would show a sign of Eddie.

I averted my eyes from the house, to the boat house to my left. It was like a magnetic force was pulling me towards it, because before I could think twice, I was walking towards the tattered building. The door was already ajar, causing me to push it open carefully, revealing an interior to be as worn-out as the outside. There was junk everywhere, but the most noticeable thing was a boat in the centre of the room, covered in tarp.

"Hello?" I began to walk around the room, taking in the different sort of shit scattered around. I gulped, "Eddie, are you in here?" I said hesitatingly.

My legs were about to give in on me as I said,
"It's me-"

"Florence?"

I whipped my head around so fast I could have gotten whiplash. Out of nowhere, he appeared out of thin air, a beer bottle in one hand pointing downwards as he stood on the boat, the tarp now removed. He was still wearing his ripped jeans, 'hellfire club' shirt, a leather jacket, and his sleeveless denim jacket, and like always, his long, shaggy hair.

"Eddie?"

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