after we died (Eddie and Chrissy)

let us be.

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Chrissy:

Waking up with a throbbing headache is unarguably not relaxing. However, it's impossible to be unrelaxed when Eddie Munson is laying on your chest, and in between your thighs.

This man was doing both at the same time. I was so irrevocably happy, I never wanted to get up. I gently twirled his curls around my finger and grinned at his sleepless state. He was so cute when he slept. Today was going to be peaceful, I knew it.

I attempted to fall back asleep, but unfortunately, the relaxation ended once I was startled by the obnoxious banging, coming from outside my door.  

"Can I please come in!?" A muffled voice shouted. I sighed and let go of Eddie's hair.

He opened his eyes and awoke from his slumber, quickly lifting up himself to carefully let go of my waist. He looked over to the door. His hair was super messy— It was adorable.

"Goddamnit." He yawned as he started to get up from his position.

I put my hands back onto my mattress and sat up.

"Want me to get it?" I sighed. I wanted to be in that position all day, but hey, we have the rest of eternity to do that.
Eddie insisted to get the door and made his way over to it. He stretched out his long arms and reached for the door.

The banging continued. Eddie rolled his eyes and turned the silver door knob, his tired face slowly shifted to an annoyed one as he opened the door. He leaned his head back and looked to ceiling.

"What do you want Jason." He sighed. I face palmed myself and shifted to the side of my bed to go help Eddie.

"What the hell are you doing in here freak?" Jason snarled.

"Why don't you uh, go back to your daddy, hm?" Eddie chuckled, he looked over to me as I walked next to him, carefully pressing my arm against his.

"Jason, I told you we're done." I bleated. Jason straightened his lips and rolled his eyes.

"I'm sorry okay? To both of y'all. I just wanted—, Vengeance." He whimpered. He couldn't even make eye contact with me, he kept contemplating to stare at me, or the sky. It didn't feel like an apology whatsoever.

"So you tried to kill Eddie? And his friends?" My voice cracked. I angrily glared into his soul. He wasn't even apologizing to Eddie...He hardly looked at him.

"Yeah. All of Hawkins tried too." He whined. I scrunched my eyebrows and glanced to Eddie.

"That's not an excuse at all buddy." Eddie added as he adjusted his necklace.

"I don't even believe you. Either way, you're too late, Jason." I shook my head and lowered my voice. Eddie gently nodded and placed his veiny hand across my back. Jason squinted his eyes and looked up toward Eddie.

"I'm too late— What—What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Jason shouted as he slowly stepped toward Eddie.

"Put the puzzle pieces together sweetie."  Said Eddie, I grinned at him and pushed back a piece of his hair.

Jason angrily glanced at me, then up at Eddie.

"Are you—Fucking her!?" Jason stuttered. He shoved Eddie's chest.

"What?— No." Eddie shook his head and blushed. He was being honest, yet completely sounded like he was lying.

"I bet, she doesn't even love you. She's just trying to get over me, right Chrissy?" Jason chuckled and clenched his fist, slowly getting closer to Eddie's face.

"No, Jason. He's a lot of things, things that you never were." I announced proudly. Jason's expression grew even angrier, does he have any other emotion!? I was so annoyed with him, could he leave alread—

"YOU FUCKING CUNT!"

Jason screamed with rage. Within a blink, he threw his fist at Eddie. Right on his eye.

"Jason you ASSHOLE!!" I shouted as I tried to push him away from Eddie.

Eddie:

I was still trying to process that this kid just threw one at me. I towered above him with many ideas placed in my head. I could punch him back or... Maybe knock him out?

I was planning to just shut the door on him, until Chrissy tried to help. Jason was still gripping my shirt as she attempted to push him away.

"MOVE!!" Without looking, Jason pushed her away, right into a sharp edged dresser. My heart burned when I heard her gasp from pain.

This kid really wanted to start shit, so I decided to end it.

I knew it'd hurt, and I wanted it to. I threw my metal laced fist toward his jaw, multiple times.
This weak ass kid fell to the ground once more. I called it a day and slammed the door in front of him.

I turned around to see Chrissy holding her back in pain.

"Shit, Chrissy are you okay?" I slowly pressed my palm against where she was holding. She looked up at me and put her thumb under my eye.

"Im fine but... You- Your eye." She stuttered.

I pressed my free hand against the eye she was touching, I let go to see red all over it.

"Fuck." Blood. All over my hand.