His Salvation [Eddie Munson]

Chapter One

Why am I sitting on Eddie Munson's bed? This is wrong. I stand up and started pacing again. I barely know him and it feels like a violation being in his space.

I could wait in the living room, but I'm not going to stand there staring into the open portal in the ceiling.

It shouldn't be me waiting for him to get back to make sure he is okay. Why did Robin send me here? I feel completely ridiculous.

I know I have to be the one to stay behind and make sure Eddie makes it back safely from the upside down. There was no one else. Robin assigned everyone to a role to take down Vecna and as the new girl, I'm stuck with the safe assignment.

I guess I'm okay with it since I'm not ready to die today, but I'm basically useless. And what if Eddie doesn't return? Am I prepared to tell everyone that he is dead?

The sound of my foot stepping on an old bag of chips pulls me from my nervous thoughts. God, he was messy. I look around his room, trying not to bite my nails out of anxiety. It doesn't stink in here, it just smells stale.

I hear a loud thud and I freeze. Footsteps echo down the hallway, coming closer. My mind is telling me to run, but my body won't move. What if it's not Eddie? Can those creatures from the upside-down crawl through his ceiling? My heart starts pounding as I look toward his bedroom door.

It's him. I let out a breath that I didn't realize I was holding. He's frozen in the doorway, just staring at me. The silence was so loud.

"Hi," I whisper.

I didn't notice his guitar strapped over his shoulder until he starts to remove it.

"Hey. Madison, right?" He says as he loosely holds his guitar in his hands.

"Madi. You can just call me, Madi." I shift uncomfortably. His room is feeling smaller by the moment.

He smiles at me and my stomach does a flip. I need to take a moment and remember why I was here.

"Are you okay?" I scan his body for any major injuries, but it's hard to tell with all the dirt on his clothes. His jacket is covered in grime and his black jeans are ripped. I mean, they were already ripped, but this wasn't a fashion statement.

He looks down at himself and back at me. "Besides a couple of cuts here and there, I'm fine." He dusts off his shoulders and winks at me. He starts walking into his room and I can see that he's headed to put his guitar on the mount.

"I'm sorry, I should get out of your way." I nervously laugh and put my hands up.

He slides his way in between me and his dresser. He places his hand on my shoulder and looks down at me as he slides by.

"You are not in the way, sweetheart." He breathes as his body brushes mine. His eye contact makes me feel hot in the face, but his body touching mine for that brief moment made me feel hot in my core. I look away and walk towards his door as he puts his guitar up.

"So, Robin assigned you to check on me when I made it back?" He chuckles and starts taking off his jacket.

"Yeah. I would have waited in the living room, but the giant open hole in your ceiling had me a little freaked ou-" My mouth goes dry at the sight of Eddie's upper arm. He's not fine; he's hurt.

He inspected the large gash on his arm when I almost stumbled trying to get to him.

"Eddie, you are hurt!" my eyes go wide as I examine his arm closer.

"Jesus H. Christ." He mutters as he grabs an old shirt from his floor and uses it to apply pressure to the wound.

"We need to clean it. It's going to get infected from all the dirt, and who knows what else, on your body." I help him apply pressure and look up at him. He's so close that I can feel his breath on my face.

"I'll just jump in the shower. Maybe once I'm clean I'll be able to see more clearly and make sure I don't have any other wounds. It's hard to tell when my whole body hurts." He groans as he removes the bandana from his head.

He starts walking towards his bathroom and stops. He turns back slowly to look at me, "Will you stay? I don't think I can be alone tonight."

I hesitate, but I see the look in his eyes and I feel an ache in my chest for him. I can tell he's been through a lot. He's alone and needs someone.

I've only spoken to Eddie a couple of times, so it's not like we really know each other. It's crazy to agree to stay, but I can't walk out and leave him alone. There isn't anything good waiting for me at home anyway. Screw it, I'll stay.

"Okay. I'll stay."

"Thank you. I'm going to shower and I'll be right out. Just make yourself comfortable." He walks out and I hear the bathroom door close.

I'm still standing in his room and I can't help but shake my head at how insane this is. Am I really at Eddie Munson's house? Am I really staying with him to make sure he's okay? This is definitely insane. I let out a laugh and walked toward his kitchen.

I open his fridge and look around. All I see are beer and soda, what the hell? I grab a soda and close the fridge. I slowly look towards the living room and sigh out of relief when I notice the hole in his ceiling, the access to the upside down, has been closed. It looks like nothing happened.

I take a sip of the soda and almost drop it when I hear a loud thud and cursing from the bathroom.

I run to the bathroom and put my ear up to the door. "Eddie! Are you okay?"

Nothing.

I yell his name again and I can't hear a response. I can't believe I'm about to do this, but I'm going in. I turn the doorknob and thankfully it wasn't locked.

The shower curtain is closed, but his arm is hanging out of the tub. I drop to my knees and touch his arm.

"Eddie, are you okay?" I moved the curtain back enough to see his face. Shit. He's not moving. I tap his cheek to try and wake him. His eyes slowly open and he looks directly at me.

The words spill out of my mouth before he can even say anything, "What happened? Are you okay?"

"One moment I was okay and the next my vision started to blur. I tried to catch myself, but —Christ." He touches his head in pain and tries to sit up.

"Stop! You're going to hurt yourself. I'll help you." I grab the hair scrunchie on my wrist and pull my hair out of my face. I tried to hide my hands from shaking. He is completely exposed and I'm not even sure he realizes it since he's so out of it. It takes everything in me from scanning his body, but knowing he is watching me keeps me in line.

"I mean, If you insist." He smirks as he looks up at me. I shake my head and try to hide my red face.

God, what did I get myself into?

A/N: Thank you so much for reading! I hope you loved it. I am new to Wattpad and I am not sure if I am doing this right. I appreciate all feedback! I will be posting the next chapter very soon. xo