Falling for The Freak (Eddie Munson)

The Master of Puppets

Eddie's POV

"She was just here earlier, I swear!" I glared over at Lucas. 

"Well, where the hell could she have gone, Sinclair." I growled. 

"I don't know!" That answer wasn't good enough. I took a step towards him, but was stopped by Steve as he grabbed my arm. 

"Don't start blaming him again." Steve warned me with his eyes. I huffed out a breath and snatched my arm out of his grip. 

"Why would she be here?" Chrissy came walking in behind everyone, looking around the broken cabin. We all exchanged looks with one another while she was distracted. 

"Chrissy, there's a lot you don't know." Max spoke up. My greasy roots begged me to stop running my fingers through them, but I couldn't. I was feeling more and more helpless as the seconds ticked by. 

"Care to explain?" Chrissy looked over at the group as we finished up looking around the small space. 

"She's not here." Robin interrupted. 

"Where could she have gone?" Gareth spoke up.

"If Lucas is telling the truth about (Y/N) being tied up, then there aren't many options here." Robin sighed. 

"Tied up?" Chrissy questioned. She was still being ignored by the group. 

"She was tied up. Maybe they came back to grab her." Lucas suggested. 

"Who are 'they'? Can someone please explain." Juliet walked over to Chrissy. She looked like she was on the verge of a mental breakdown, but calmed down as soon as Juliet rested her hands on her shoulders. 

"What I'm about to tell you might seem hard to comprehend, but it's true." Juliet began. She took a deep breath before telling Chrissy everything. 

"Jason wouldn't do this." Chrissy shook her head in denial as she took a step back.

"But he would and he did." Juliet gave her a sad look. Chrissy looked over at me and read my face, finally understanding that it was the truth. Her face fell as she wrapped her arms around her body. 

"I'm so sorry." Chrissy whispered.

"You did nothing wrong, Chrissy. Never apologize for that psychopath." Juliet spat the last word. "Just think about where he could have taken her."

"I don't know." Chrissy looked into Juliet's eyes, giving her a saddened look.

"Think." Juliet sounded desperate. Chrissy nodded before thinking about where Jason could have taken (Y/N). 

"I think I may know." Chrissy looked scared.

(Y/N)'s POV

I groaned at the constant movement my head made. Jason and Andy were rough when they cut my ties then when they threw me into Jason's trunk. 

As I laid limp in the back, I listened in on the conversation going on in the front of the car:

Andy - "Maybe we should drop her off at a random hospital." 

Jason - "Dude, no. We have to finish what we started."

Andy - "I'm starting to rethink everything. I don't think this is a good idea. We can threaten her to keep her mouth shut. I think this has been payback enough." 

Jason - "Andy, just calm down, man. There's no turning back. We're already in too deep. If we take her up to the attic then it'll be harder to find her body and we can get our stories straight by then."