Freaks// Eddie Munson Fanfic

The fall

I almost forgot before school ended that I had work.

I told Eddie and he dropped me off.

It was pretty slow today. Especially since Steve was busy so he left early that day. I ended up closing the video store early but all alone which was a struggle at first. Considering Steve never told me where the keys were or how to lock up. Thankfully Keith showed up since he knew I would close alone. He wasn't the best company to be around but we closed quickly and parted ways.

I used my skateboard to skate home.

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I went to Eddie's DND game last Monday and I had a pretty fun time. I started to understand the game more but I told him I still didn't want to join which just made him irritated but I found it funny. The whole game they were shouting and having a good time. Even though I didn't play it was a real treat to watch. He never fails to make me laugh. He and Dustin made it fun to be there.

It's been about a week and a half now. It's Thursday morning and I woke up to my alarm blaring in my room.

I shut it off and get up. I walk to the mirror and look at myself feeling gross.

I lifted my shirt to look at my stomach and I felt so big.

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"What about this one?"

My mom looks over a shirt I picked and cringes.

"That shirt? Really?"

I sigh and put it back.

"Here I found some pants that would look perfect," she goes pulling out some dark blue jeans.

I look at how small they are. I try to stretch them out but they hardly extend.

"Mom this isn't going to fit me," I tell her with a frown.

"None sense. It's the perfect size. Just try it on."

"Mom trust me...this won't fit me."

"Oh my god Marilyn," she sighs. "Why must you do this every time? You're always so difficult-just try it on. I know it will look good," she says with a hopeful smile.

I sigh and give in.

We go to the changing room and she stands outside my room waiting for me.

When I pull the pants up they're too small around the waist. I can barely button it up.

I really tried but the more I did the angrier I got. So I gave up and opened the door.

She turned around with a smile which soon faded as she saw the pants unbuttoned.

"See? It doesn't fit."

"Oh Mary," she goes disappointed. "They should fit you. You need to stop eating so much. Look at this," she goes trying to button it for me to which she fails and I just back up.

"I can't believe these pants don't fit you. You had a pair of this size before."

"Yeah...when I was twelve."

"And?"

I sigh and just walk back into the dressing room.

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We picked out bigger pants but she just complained the whole ride back home.

"If you want to help yourself you're not doing anything by gaining weight. You need to eat healthier Marilyn."