THE FREAKS ~ Eddie Munson

Chapter Eighteen: Bad Influence

Veronica POV

After a long night of laying in bed, listening to music, and goofing around, Eddie and I decided it was about time I went home so I wouldn't keep Chrissy waiting. He drove me home in his van, blaring Metallica and not caring about how loud it was or who heard it.

Once Eddie got into my neighborhood, he turned the music down a tiny bit (which didn't make much of a difference, it was still blaring) and parked his van down the road from my house.

"Well, here we are." He breathed, looking over at me with a smile. I smiled back, leaning against his armrest.

"Thanks for the fun night, Munson." I said, Eddie leaning over towards me, our faces inches apart.

"No, thank you," He smirked, brushing his lips against mine. "That's the most fun i've had in awhile and that's saying something."

I giggled, leaning in to fully kiss him. I meant for this kiss to be short and sweet, but Eddie obviously had something else in mind. He cupped my cheek with his right hand, slipping his tongue into my mouth and leaning over towards me even more to deepen the kiss.

Eddie could have gone on for hours, but I really wanted to get back to Chrissy. I felt bad for leaving her alone for so long.

I pulled away from the kiss. Eddie leaned in slightly, begging for more, but I pulled away completely. This caused Eddie to open his eyes and that smirk slipping back onto his lips.

"Goodnight Eddie." I said sarcastically, opening the door to his van.

Eddie continued to smirk, watching me as I got out of his van. "Goodnight, Roni." He replied, humor in his tone. I rolled my eyes jokingly and began walking towards my house, Eddie not leaving until I made it up to my room safely.

I wore a smile on my face the entire walk to my house. It just wouldn't go away! I felt like a new woman...and I had just had the night of my life.

I climbed up the tree and sighed, realizing my bedroom light was still on. Poor Chrissy, stayed up all night waiting on me. I'd just hoped she wasn't mad that I was gone for so long. I mean, she'd understand, right? The only time I really get to see Eddie is at night and she knows that.

As I climbed up to my window, I opened it up and crawled in, groaning as I slid off of the window sill and onto the floor.

"Ahem." I heard from above me. My eyes quickly went wide, the familiar sound of Aunt Denise's voice filling my ears. I quickly stood up, shocked to see Denise looking at me with her arms crossed and Chrissy sitting on my bed, a guilty look on her face.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing sneaking back into my house at four o'clock in the morning?!" Denise yelled, pausing with a gasp. "Is that my shirt?!- with...Veronica are those hickeys on your stomach?!...and your neck?!"

I froze, looking down at my stomach to reveal three or four fresh purple and red marks trailing down my stomach. I mentally cursed at Eddie, not realizing he had even left any hickeys on me.

I stayed silent, not knowing what to say. I was in shock.

"Well go on! You're old enough to sneak out with this boy, you're old enough to have sex and hickeys...that means you're sure as hell old enough to explain yourself!" She yelled, my body flinching slightly from the yelling.

I mentally took a deep breath. It was fine, I was fine. The worst she could do was yell at me.

"Aunt Denise, relax. This is the first time i've done any of this." I lied, brushing her off and slipping off my shoes.