Chapter 2; Broken

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Eddie POV
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After the Hellfire game last night I pulled one of my all nighter, playing on my guitar until my uncle shouted for me to shut up and go to bed. Although, I didn't, I went outside and turned to max volume, waking up most of the neighborhood. The house across from me, had a girl around 15 walk out, she had ginger hair and seemed pissed. "JACKASS, SHUT UP." she shouted, before slamming the door and going back to sleep. I groaned, looking up at the sky, realizing that daybreak was just around the corner. I grabbed my guitar and went back inside my trailer. I stepped into my room and put my lovely guitar back onto its holder; and went into bed. Usually I could fall asleep rather fast, but something was keeping me up. Rather it was the smell of drugs in my room, or something different. Then I got it, that Steve Harrington. I admit, I might've gotten a little nervous to see the infamous Harrington son that Dustin has been jabbering about. He described him as tough, strong.. and has really good hair. But that's besides the point, of course Dustin exaggerated, no way a man born into riches can't not be a douchebag. Some urge in me, actually wanted to see him again, weird. I pushed the thought away and fell asleep.

Timeskip
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Next morning at school
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I opened my locker and saw a tiny note fall out. I picked it up and slid it under my shirt, heading to class. Normally in classes I'd just kick back my seat, put my legs up on the desk and not pay attention, but on some days I just skip it entirely. I took the time to look at the note. "Oh damn; Chrissy Cunningham wants drugs?" I thought, I would've never expected the queen of the school to talk to me about getting drugs. Let alone getting some from anyone at all. The rest of class went slow, as always. School felt like 80 hours instead of eight, but finally it was over. I went to the spot in the woods where Chrissy decided to meet, and I found her already there. "Chrissy, never expected to have you buying drugs." She turned around, very frightened, unusually frightened. "Oh I'm.. sorry.. you scared me." she seemed very freaked out so I just quietly sat down. I pulled out what I had and offered up my deals. We had a tiny chat, we had even met once when I was in a band, my head being buzzed and short. At the end of our conversation she looked nervous, and asked if I had anything stronger, I was surprised, but took her to my trailer.

We got out of the car and into the house, my uncle wasn't there, he was probably at his job working the late hours. I told her to wait in the living room while I rummaged through my messy drawers to find what I needed. After five or so minutes, I found it, and ran back to Chrissy to show her and collect my cash. "Hey Chrisssyy!!" I shouted, walking over to her. She didn't move. Weird. I went over to her, shaking her, but her eyes were completely rolled back into her head, and was in a trance like state. "Chrissy wake up!" I shouted, nothing happened. "I don't like this! Chrissy wake up!" Still nothing. "Hey!! Hello??" Not even a flinch from her. "Time to wake up! Time to wake up! Can you hear me? Wake up Chrissy!" I shouted profusely, again and again. "I don't like this! Chrissy wake up!" At the end of those weirds, she shot into the sky, and onto the roof of my trailer, I fell backwards in fear, as her bones.. began to snap.. her eyes pulling themselves into the back of her head. My heart was racing, as she dropped to the floor, I ran out of there, terrified. I got into my car, and drove away, knowing that my house had just became a murder sight, I went to Reefer Rick.

Timeskip
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The next morning, after the news of a death in Hawkins had been over the news
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Steve POV
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Robin and I were stacking some movies on the shelves at our new job. I was relieved she haven't brought up what I said two nights ago on the phone with her, and I'm honestly surprised she didn't- "Sooo.. YOU LIKE A BOY?" She shouted, thankfully no one was in the store to hear it. I sighed loudly. "No I don't Robin, and, for one, Nancy came up behind me a little after that, so maybe it was just my heart preparing itself for her- because I still like her, and I know I shouldn't because she's with Jonathan!" I sighed again, banging a movie against my head. "Plus, maybe it was just something I ate?? Or excitement from the game, it doesn't mean I like Eddie Munson the drug dealer." I covered my mouse afterwards. "EDDIE MUNSON?" She shouted. We had both already been graduated from school, but since Dustin had been talking about him, we were definitely aware of him.
"So your saying that you like, not just a boy, but the exact opposite of what you said your taste with Nancy was??" She said, excited. I slammed my fist down onto the front counter, getting behind it. "I DONT LIK-"

I looked up to see Dustin running towards the shop. "WAIT- DUSTIN ITS NOT A SLIDING DOO-" but It was too late, the fool had already crashed into the door, but to my surprise he completely ignored it, and opened the door, rushing to the table. Max was behind him. "How many phones do you have." She asked, Robin looked just as confused as I did. "Well, Three?" Max looked at Dustin and they nodded. Dustin hurdled over the counter, knocking everything to the ground. I felt the urge to slap a child, but I held it back. Dustin went into the computer, and typed in some stuff. He seemed to have hacked into someone's stuff, because it showed all their contacts. I looked at the name of the owner. "Eddie Munson." I immediately turned to Dustin, "Why are you going through Eddie's contacts." I asked, Robin almost chocked when she heard the name I said, and turned right over towards Dustin and Max. "Max, you explain." He said, Max sighed, and turned over to me and Robin. She explained how the murder we had heard about took place at his trailer, and Dustin was sure it wasn't him, and now Eddie is on the run, and now we are trying to find him. I just stood in awe, in awe that the guy I was just talking about was now a wanted criminal for murder, and about how I wanted to strangle these kids for just invading on our working hours to try to find a wanted criminal, FOR MURDER. "I got something! Eddie goes to a guy named Reefer Rick for his drugs." Max shouted out, Robin took a moment to think, before going onto the computer and checking all our recent movie sales from people under the name Rick. She went through each name until she found one that could possibly be the one we were looking for. We got the address, and I closed the store. I guess now we are looking for Eddie. Guess I got my wish when I said I wanted to see him again.

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