Eddie Munson One Shots

Three Strikes You're Out

Summary: Eddie fucks up one too many times.

Word count: 3.3k

Y/n was watching Eddie laugh it up with the new girl, they sat at his hellfire lunch table with the rest of Eddie's sheep.

The new girl, Heather or something of that sort weaseled her way into Hellfire. And for some reason they accepted her, accepted her in their lunch group, and their actual club. Eddie made her, her own Hellfire club shirt.

Y/n was never allowed in hellfire, although Eddie never told her she couldn't sit with them at lunch, y/n felt she shouldn't intrude on them.

And here this blonde skinny bimbo walked up, taking over y/ns boyfriends club.

Eddie couldn't feel that y/ns eyes burn into the side of his face as he smiled at Heather. For the whole lunch y/n sat with her jaw clenched watching their every move. When the bell finally rang, y/n saw Eddie put his hand out for Heather to grab, helping her up from the bench, something Eddie did to y/n. That only sent a pain through her chest, seeing him do it with another girl.

Y/ns eyes narrowed at the two, watching as their hands linger together a little too long. She couldn't say anything, nobody knew Eddie and y/n were an actual couple. They just assumed they boned a few times but that's it. Y/n didn't fit into Eddie's type, pink and bows were not associated with Eddie Munson. Heather wore ripped skinny jeans and band tees and beat up converse; Someone, everybody would assume Eddie gravitated towards.

"Hey Princess" Eddie's hot breath hit the back of y/ns neck as she waited for him at the random picnic table in the woods. No matter how mad she was at Eddie, as soon as he opened his mouth, she was putty in his hands. Y/n could hear the crunching of the leaves as he rounded the table, as well as the trees moving ever so slightly.

"Hi, handsome" y/n called watching him sit in front of her. "What are your plans tonight?" The metal lover drummed on the table as he talked. "Well I was hoping I could watch you-" "y/n you know I'm not going to let you watch, it's a club member room only" Eddie voice was frustrated, this conversation had happened at least ten times before. Y/n so badly wanted to sit in the corner watch as Eddie tormented his little sheep.

"Heather can watch" y/n crossed her arms over her chest letting out a deep sigh. "Heather is in the club, baby. Heather plays with us"

Whenever Heather first joined the club, Eddie couldn't stop taking about her, Heather this, Heather that, always Heather. Y/n grew sick of hearing her name, so she told Eddie off.

"I don't want to hear about her anymore! That Trollop is all you talk about. I'm sick of it eddie, go date her if you can't stop thinking of her" Eddie sat on his bed looking up at y/n as she paced the room, yelling at him in the process.
Y/n continued "You are just being so disrespectful to me, I've never let anyone touch me or flirt with me out of respect for you"

After that fight things had never fully been the same, y/n was constantly jealous of watching her boyfriend be friends with Heather. Worried this new girl would take her boyfriend away from her.

"Eddie!" Heathers annoying voice rang from behind y/n. He told her about their secret spot. What's theirs was now also hers. Y/n made wide eyes of disbelief at Eddie, who sat looking koi, as if there was nothing wrong, as if he couldn't see the flame within those pretty eyes he loved to look into.

"Hey, y/n what are you doing here? Don't you know this is mine and Eddie's secret spot" Heather sat down a little too close beside Eddie. Y/ns breathing hitched seeing their arms close together.

"Your secret spot huh?" Y/n replied with a fake smile spread on her face. Y/n felt as if she could burst into a fire that would never be put out, as it was fueled with hatred and anger.
"Isn't that right Ed's" Heather nudged Eddie's body with hers, which Eddie just sat stiffly. "Yeah Ed's, is that right?" Y/ns head cocked to the side, burning holes into Eddie's eyes, as he sat in fear.