Midnight High

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This fan fiction contains sexual actions, death, drugs, homophobia, mental Illness, and a foul use of language.
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"Let's just hurry up and kill this son of a bitch." I look at everyone through my eyebrows and stand up quickly. I ignore the pain in my arm out of anger, worry, and determination. I breathe shakily and brush my hair out of my face, wiping the sweat collecting on my hairline.

"Let's get this show on the road." Eddie says to the group. We all follow after Dustin in the dark. The air is humid with a slight smell of rain and dirt. I trip over a rock and Steve catches me from face planting into the hard ground.

"Be careful." Steve says placing my good arm over his shoulder and wrapping his arm around my waist to help me walk.

"Sorry." I respond slowly stepping around holes and branches that I could fall over. I look around at everyone in our group with an unfamiliar feeling bubbling in my chest. Everyone's tired and sweating while looking around with bright flashlights shining into the dark, crowded, forest, avoiding spider webs and flying bugs that are attracted to our lights. I pull away from steve and walk to the back of the group and walk next to Eddie. I smile at him.

"You know... I never really noticed until now that you wear a handkerchief in your back left pocket." I whisper suspiciously. He nervously swallows and smiles.

"Yeah? What about it?" He asks looking at me.

"You know what it means?" I ask.

"Yeah, I do... I forget it's there sometimes." He scratches the back of his head.

"So, you're a heavy SM top?" I chuckle.

"Yeah. What about you?" He asks.

"Hmm... I would wear one on the right side." I say quietly. I touch his hand with my pinky finger slightly and he looks down at me. Our pinky fingers interlock and we continue walking quietly.

"So... what happened when you were... cursed?" Eddie breaks the silence.

"I'm... I was here one second and then I was in a different place. You were there but you weren't... you. You know? And you hurt me." I stumble over my words. He looks at me with his eyebrows furrowed.

"I would never hurt you. Or anyone for that matter. You know that right?" He says softly.

"Yeah... I know. I was just... scared? I guess, i don't know."

"I have an insensitive question for you."

"I might have an insensitive answer." I respond laughing.

"What did you go through to have Vecna curse you?" He asks curiously. I stop walking.

"Its really a long story but... um... promise me you'll keep an open mind about things."

"Yeah... I promise."

"When I was still in Canada, my dad would drink a lot, like, a lot a lot. Whenever he was drunk he would, hit me..." Eddie stays quiet while looking at me.