chapter 3

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WARNING: this chapter contains mentions of triggering things like:
needles, blood and slight gore.

Eddie woke up to an unfamiliar couch. His head, his stomach , his rib all ached, he had no clue where he was. Eddie's vision became unblurred and he saw Steve Harrington with a wet rag coming towards coming over to sit next to him on the couch. Eddie sat up , "Steve?!" Where am I ?" Eddie asked looking around confused. Steve sat down holding Eddie's hand. "Jason cut you up, i saved you." Steve explained. Eddie looked down at Steve holding his but for some reason he didn't pull away, he let Steve hold his hand. "J-jason? He cut me up?" Eddie asked his voice soft, he looked down at his left rib and he saw a red stain on his hellfire shirt, the blood had stopped. Eddie panicked he hated being in pain. "Am i gonna die?! What if i die!?!" He said is voice trembling. "Hey..hey your okay.. Jason is gone, luckily I stopped the blood before it was too late. And now I am gonna stitch up you're cut." Steve explained rubbing Eddie's hands softly, comforting him. Eddie knew it was going to hurt very very bad , he took a deep breath but winced at the pain because it hurt so bad to just breathe. "I'll be right back" Steve said slowly letting go of Eddie's hand , he got up from the couch and went into the hallway. Eddie felt nervous and he was very shaky , even though him and Steve weren't that close he still felt sad when Steve pulled away. He loved physical touch and hated being alone. Eddie wanted to cry.

Steve came back with a needle and some thread. He sat beside Eddie on the couch and grabbed his hand again. "I'm gonna stitch up you're cut okay? Can you show my left rib and lift up you're shirt? Steve asked. Eddie shivered and showed his left rib by lifting his shirt up. "You ready?" Steve asked getting the needle and thread ready. "Yeah just do it." Eddie said preparing. Steve started to stitch up Eddie's cut, Eddie winced at the pain, everytime the sharp needle went into his skin. The pain was unbearable. Eddie didn't wanna cry, especially not in front of Steve. I mean Eddie was a 20 year old man, he thought it was embarrassing to cry. The pain was just to much for Eddie, he started to cry he couldn't help it. Steve noticed Eddie was crying and he wasn't even close to being done. "What do you like to do in your free time?" Steve asked trying his best to distract Eddie from the pain. Eddie sniffles and wiped his nose with his hand. "Uhh practice my g-guitar or sleep." Eddie answered his voice very shaky." "Mhm. What songs do you like to play on you're guitar?" Steve asked very focused. "Mostly just rock beats or I just tune it." Eddie replied sniffling again. They were silent for a minute not making eye contact. "Are you almost d-done..?" Eddie asked in a crying voice. "No.. Jason got you pretty good. Do you know why he put specifically an X?" Steve asked finally making eye contact with Eddie. Eddie shrugged and that question: "No i don't.. I guess because I'm a devil worshipper??" Eddie said with a small laugh because of how dumb it was, but he soon went back to crying because it hurt so bad. "What's you're favorite shirt that you own?" Steve asked trying to distract Eddie once again. "Probably my uhh Metallica shirt, even though I never were it in public." Eddie replied rubbing his forehead. He sobbed even more. "Just try not to think about the pain okay? Think about things that make you happy." Steve said looking at Eddie. Eddie sat there still crying, he tried so hard to not think about the pain. He thought about the hellfire club, his guitar, graduating, food, sleeping, but nothing worked, the pain was just too strong. Eddie cried and cried and cried.

After what felt like an eternity. Steve was finally finished. "Just try not to touch your left rib too much." Steve said washing his hands at the kitchen sink. Steve went into the hallway to grab Eddie a new shirt, Eddie sat there trying to calm down after crying so much his eyes were very red.

Meanwhile with Steve:
"What shirt would suit Eddie? Mm.." Steve said to himself searching through his closet. Steve found a plain black T-shirt. "That'll do." Steve said walking back to the couch. He came back and Eddie was fast asleep, he was extremely tired from all that crying. Steve lightly smiled, he didn't wanna wake up Eddie but Eddie's shirt needed to be changed. "Waiting wouldn't hurt .." Steve said sitting down next to Eddie, he turned on his bulk very small tv.

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chapter 4 coming soon!
word count: 830

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