6 - "Have you decided you are bored of me and taking me to my death?"

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I spin on my heal, Eddie moves towards me. As he gets closer he stops smiling. " are you alright? Your cheek is red?

I nod my head faking a smile, " I must just be cold" I shrug looking away from him.

He frowns, and furrows his eyebrows together. " why did you just lie to me?" He questions barely above a whisper.

I open my mouth in shock he could tell but no words come out. He watches me open and shut my mouth like a goldfish. He asks me again " what happened, Avery?"

" nothing important Eddie, Britney just decided she wanted to talk to me and when my words weren't to her liking she slapped me" I rush the words out quickly hoping he'd just drop the topic and not ask why she was choosing to pick an argument with me for a second time today.

He moves his hand to cup my slightly red cheek as he inspects the damage. " what is her problem? " he mutters " are you okay? Does it hurt?"

I shake my head softly no being careful not to move my face out of his warm grasp. " I'm fine, the girl couldn't throw a slap to save her life " I joke smiling up at him to reassure him that I am okay.

He accepts my answer while sadly dropping his hand from my face. "Where are you going?"

" home, she annoyed me and now I don't want to go to class. I won't focus anyway " I justify my actions slightly while my eyes dart down to the floor.

" need a lift back? " I nod my head in response before even realising. " great" he claps his hands together and spins in his heal as he makes his way over to his van parked a few spaces away. I follow behind him and giggle slightly as he opens the door for me bowing his head. "M'lady"

I thank him softly and climb into the passenger side. I hadn't noticed this morning but the front of Eddie's van is a lot tidier than the day before, my feet no longer crunched over empty packets there was also no more empty drinks in the middle. I grin slightly and turn to him as he starts the ignition.

"Did you clean your van?" I ask jokingly pretending to wipe imaginary dust off the side.

He chuckled slightly a small blush rising to his cheeks, " well I did a little tidying"he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, " I felt bad that you were sitting in rubbish " he mumbles softly causing my face to go even pinker than his.

" that's really sweet, thank you for not letting me get covered in crumbs, Munson" the engine lurches alive as we quickly leave the car park, I sigh glad to see school getting smaller and smaller in the background behind me.

We drive past the usual entrance to the trailer park, I look at Eddie questioningly. " have you decided your bored of me and taking me to my death? " I joke to the brunette besides me.

He laughs softly, the sound fills the van with its warm melody, my heart fluttering at the noise. " no, sweetheart. You look like you need to go somewhere to breathe. I thought I'd show you a place" his words we so genuine and heartfelt. I could feel my heart beating out of my chest at his kind words. I decide not to respond but smile as I turn my head out the window watching the the snow covered tree fly past my eyes.

Eddie drives up a large hill, we driven about 15 minutes out of town, it was the furthest I had been from Hawkins since my dad lefts. The second we left the town boarder it felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. We get to the top of the hill, a small empty grass covered carpark rolls ahead of us, Eddie drives towards the edge parking the van, suddenly the large metal vehicle was completely silent.

My eyes take in the sight before me, one I was surprised to never have seen this view before. stretched out in front of us was the whole of Hawkins, from the mall, to the town hall, to the trailer park. It looked so small before me, like a town built for ants. I opened the door and step out the van, the harsh wind swirled my hair around my face creating a blonde cloud. I smile as I step closer to the edge of the slope and look down at my hometown, so small, yet so indescribably powerful. As I stared down at the busy roads I can't help but wonder why I always feel so trapped, Hawkins is so easy to leave.

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