the freak (eddie munson)

11

Rose Vila Wheeler

             "Okay I'll be back tomorrow." I tell Eddie.
"When?" He questions as we both pause at the door.

"I don't know, just tomorrow." He looks at me and leans his body against the door frame.

"You're stressed." Is all he says with a smug smirk on his face.

"Really? What gave me away?" I reply sarcastically. He laughs, "Don't worry, he should be like this for a few more hours."
I groan, "How many estimated hours?"
He tilts his head to the side thinking about it, "Mmm, maybe just three or four."
My jaw drops, "Never make those brownies again." He smiles and pats my shoulder walking inside the house and shutting the door behind him.

He's so confusing.

I walk over back to the car, now it's only Steve. And I'm literally only one thin string away from strangling him until he turns blue, possibly till death.

"Can I sit in the front now?" He questions looking at me through the review mirror.
I start the car and drive off, "No Steve."

"But why?"
I sigh gripping the steering wheel, "Steve. Because I said."

He laughs, "That's what my mom says."
I press on the gas, if I drive faster the faster he can get outside of my car and not be my problem. But then again thats kind of mean and he is my friend, and he's really high. Maybe I can try to help him get un-high.

"You know you and Eddie sure are getting close..." I press my finger on the radio stereo turning the music all the way up drowning his voice out.

I can't with his stupid advice on me and Eddie. He's the reason I'm second guessing myself. Eddie and I are only friends. We kissed, so what. I've kissed Robin, that meant nothing.
In fact I've kissed Steve too, before him and Nancy though because that'd be weird.
______________

           "Okay, come on." I open the car door grabbing Steve stabilizing him so he doesn't fall. He can't even walk. And he looks completely out of it.

"How do you feel?" I question throwing his arm over my shoulder and shutting off my car as we both walk to his front porch.

"High." He replies with a smile.
"Yep, got that." I grab his house key hidden in a potted plant unlocking his door.

"Where are your parents?" I question as we walk into an empty house.
"Somewhere." He lazily says, leaning onto me.

"Do you want me to stay with you?" I question pulling his arm off of me and lying him down gently on the couch.
He looks up at me, "Yes please."

"Okay do you want a blanket so you can sleep it off?" I ask grabbing a white fuzzy blanket off of another couch.
He reaches his arm up slowly tugging it away from me.
As soon as he places it on his body, his eyes shut closed and he gets comfortable.

I'm about to walk away but his hand wraps around my arm, "Be here when I wake up please."
"I will Steve."

I'm not ashamed to say that I'm snooping around a bit. Steve is pretty closed off with everything, mainly his emotions. I know that he has parent issues or whatever, both of his parents are always gone at work, and when they are home they're always fighting with each other. I know that because when they did fight he'd ask to come over with me, that's how he met Nancy, and that's how they got close and that's how he dated my sister.

I'm not gonna lie to myself either, I've had romantic feelings for Steve in the beginning of our friendship, we were just so close and he only saw me as a friend. But then stuff happened and he kissed me, and i thought maybe I could have a chance with him, but he went with Nancy. I saw it coming though and I wasn't mad at either of them, I had no reason to be. Other than the fact that Steve Harrington kissed me and led me to believe we could have something more than a friendship.
Maybe that's what I don't want to believe that mine and Eddie's kiss meant something.