you can let it go
you can throw a party full of
everyone you know
and not invite your family
'cause they never showed you love
you don't have to be sorry for
leaving and growing up
- matilda | HARRY STYLES
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- eddie munson x fem!OC
- pre s4...
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; C A U G H T the hunt byCISTEM FAILURE
"What are you doing?", Matilda asked, not getting up from the blanket she'd just lain down on. The air was cold and the open wall space that opened the boat house to the lake didn't help with that. Eddie and her had moved back into it after a few confused fishermen had knocked on Rick's front door, wondering if he was back out of jail or only had a rat infestation that regularly knocked furniture to the ground. Reality had been that Eddie and Matilda were basically unable to move through the house without brushing against something – not because Rick was a hoarder but because both of them were incredibly clumsy.
Eddie threw another rock and then shot Matilda a sassy glare.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm throwing rocks into an empty can." Matilda wasn't bothered by his sharp tone. They hadn't really eaten within the last 48 hours because they'd ran out of canned foods, so their mood was generally a bit cranky. While Eddie had actively alerted Dustin and the others of their situation, no one had turned up yet.
"Working on a late basketball career?" Eddie scoffed and threw another rock.
"I don't know. Do they have that in prison?"
"Basketball careers? Hardly. You could start smoking, though. I think cigarettes are basically their own currency in prison."
"I do smoke. And drink, actually. That reminds me of that damn six pack I've been waiting on for two days, but apparently no one gives a shit about the poor bastard in hiding, craving nothing but a cold drink." As Matilda was about reply with something snappy, they heard the sound of an engine hollering onto the grounds, clearly stopping at the house. Neither of them moved for a couple of seconds, but they did slowly turn to each other, staring in shock and question of what to do.
Eddie dared to take a look out of the window and his face faltered at what he saw. Matilda frowned in anticipation, not able to stand the burden of not knowing what was going on.
"Shit. Shit", Eddie mumbled and quietly ran to a different window.
"What is it?", Matilda hissed, dying to understand the urgency of the situation but not ready to leave her position of assumed safety.
"It's that piece of shit Jason and his friends", Eddie snarled while taking the Walkie into his hands. "Hey, Dustin. You there? It's Eddie. You remember me, right? Hey, uh, if anyone's there, I really think I might be in a bit of trouble here. Okay? Wheeler?" He took another look out of the window and then slapped the Walkie angrily. "Anybody?!"
Matilda didn't dare to move, only staring at Eddie who was looking out of the window again. The Walkie stayed quiet, obviously not near anyone that could help them.
They stayed like that for a while, neither of them making a single unnecessary move. Eddie was incredibly tense and his posture reminded Matilda of the night they'd escaped the trailer park together – in complete distress, unable to process what was going on.
