Coping || STEDDIE

The Fated Reunion

When Steve woke up a second time, after searching the entire exterior of the house as well as all of the rooms inside save for where Robin was sleeping, his mind wouldn't calm down.

If Eddie was in fact back, what the fuck does that mean. Is he possessed or some shit?? If so, why hasn't he done anything yet.

"Robin. We're going to the Munson trailer." Steve stated from where he was leaned over the island, Robin was sitting on one of the bar stools eating cereal from a bowl.

"Are you crazy?? What if Eddie's gone apeshit and tries to kill us?!" Robin asks blatantly, swinging her spoon around to resemble sword fighting.

"I guess we'll just have to find out won't we."

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When they arrived at the Munson home, no one was there. And as Steve and Robin approached the front door, Steve felt the same sinking feeling in his stomach as he did in his bedroom.

"He's either here, or he has been here." Steve murmured as he tried the door, and to his surprise it was unlocked.

They opened the door and stepped into the familiar room, they had spent a lot of time in this place as well as the upside downs version.

"Eddie?" Robin called, and a loud rustle and thump were heard from somewhere down the hall.

"Eddie?? Eddie are you here?!" Robin must've felt as crazy as she sounded, because to both their knowledge Eddie munson is dead, deceased.

Steve flicked on a light and moved deeper into the house, Robin close behind him. She had grabbed some rope incase they needed to tie Eddie down. Steve refused to bring a weapon, he wasn't going to use one against his old... friend.

"Eddie, if you're in there please know we aren't here to hurt you." They heard another thump and then a loud clang.

They crept closer to the only closed door down the hallway, Eddie's bedroom. And when Steve leaned against it he could make out an extremely faint tapping noise. It was rapid and quick, almost like music.

"Eddie? We're going to open the door okay?" Robin called softly, and reached for the knob. They could hear their heartbeats in their ears, pulsating out of their chest.

Steve slightly regretted not bringing a weapon, despite knowing that even if he had one he, again, wouldn't use it.

As Robin opened the door slowly, the uncertainty and sheer cold of the atmosphere multiplied by tenfold.

"Eddie..." Steve murmured, his face turning pale.

"Oh Eddie- What happened to you?" Robin rushed forward and into the middle of the room, staring at where Eddie sat in the corner. His guitar resting against his body, he looked mostly normal except for the right grimace which revealed two razor sharp and extremely long teeth. As well as the blood stained clothing and the long sharp fingers.

Eddie's knees were pulled into his chest and he had his face buried in them, his hands over the back of his head as if he was trying to hide.

"Eddie." Steve said, and when Eddie looked up they were face to face. And almost immediately it was like he was in a trance, Robin screamed as Eddie lunged forward and grabbed Steve. One of his hands on Steve's  jaw, Eddie's thumb pushing Steve's chin up high as to expose his neck. His other arm was used to hold Steve down, his forearm was cross Steve's chest and he had his whole body weight on him.

"Eddie- Eddie stop" Steve tried to push at him, but it was like he was made out of stone. Robin tried to pry Eddie's arm away from Steves neck, but she couldn't do much either. Eddie grinned, a grin Steve had only wished to see again.