111 • EDDIE MUNSON X READER

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at least i had the drugs, or did i?

i checked the spot i usually put my drugs in, in a specific drawer.

i was shocked when i saw the drugs were gone.

i practically lost $20 from eddie, and his stupid dealing bullshit.

i fucking hated him right there and then, but loved him so much too.

this emotion was confusing, i couldn't really tell how i felt.

i quickly ran out of the room with tears still in my eyes as i saw max cleaning up the broken glass and also hearing a car from the outside.

i knew it was steve's car immediately, i knew what his car had sounded like.

i quickly walked outside, ignoring the glass beneath me and only seeing eddie in the trunk of his van, looking for something, as steve's car slowly drove away.

"where are you goin-" i shut the door in max' face before running to eddie as i caught his attention within a few metres of him.

he looked at me, pretty annoyed.

"i need my drugs" i said quickly as he scoffed and ignored me.

"I FUCKING NEED THEM" i said, not wanting to waste time.

"well, i don't have them.."

"YOU TOOK THEM OUT OF MY ROOM" i shouted again, as i broke down into tears.

he watched every tear drop to the shirt i had worn.

"please eddie" i said, gasping for air as i struggled to breath through my nose, stuffy nose.

"please.." i whispered.

i knelt down before him, practically looking like a beggar now, and it wasn't embarrassing, the drugs were all i needed in this moment.

"please eddie" i whispered again, crying into the ground as i still stayed on my knees.

"i'm sorry-"

"GIVE ME THE FUCKING DRUGS" i said, now standing up like a psychopath.

he looked at me confused.

my nose started bleeding.

i was just like eleven.

a worried face formed.

"no y/n" eddie said, realising my nose had started bleeding.

"just give me the drugs eddie, and these stupid powers i can't control won't hurt you"

"i cant give you them..." he said.

"you're a ducking drug dealer eddie! you can r just say no!"

"i can, if it's someone trying to give up-"

"im not trying to give up anything eddie, fucking give me the drugs NOW" i said.

he sighed, putting his hand in his pocket but keeping it there for a while.

"promise me you will quit eventually" he said, taking the drugs out as i immediately snatched them and avoided his promise.

i walked back home, well... practically ran.

(2 weeks later)

schools finishing soon, and it's nothing interesting, except prom which is like... super boring.

the hair oil i use for my patches has helped me a lot, my hair is now longer than before, but i always wore it in a bun to school so no one ever saw how long my hair actually was.