i want you to be happy🍯

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,,Eddie?" It was early in the morning and i woke up to an empty side next to me. ,,Eddie?" I said one more time as i got up to look for him.

He had been feeling down these days. The people of Hawkins started liking him again but not every single person was convinced that he wasn't a murderer and they didn't exactly keep their opinions to themselves. So far we have faced different 'haters'. The ones that ignore us, the ones that ,,spit" on our faces, the ones that throw dirty words at us and by far the worst, the ones who send us threatening messages in many forms like letters, anonymos calls, and spray paint on our porch or front door.

After looking for him inside the house i went outside and saw him smoking on the little stairs that led to our front door. We had moved in together a few months aho in a small house we rented since both of us graduated and we decided not to live with our parents anymore, and in Eddie's case his uncle.

,,Eddie you scared me." I said and sat down next to him. ,,I'm sorry." He said and put his head on my shoulder. ,,It's okay, just don't disappear on me again lime that okay?" I asked him. ,,Yea." He said and he sighed. He was obviously upset about something. Not like angry kind of upset but the sad kind of upset. I hate seeing him like this. It makes me feel bad and vulnerable.

,,What's wrong Eddie?" I asked him and stroked his hair. He didn't say anything. ,,Please talk to me babe, you know i hate seeing you like this." I said and cupped his face so he was facing me. ,,They called...again...They said that they would find us and hurt you. We need to leave." He said and hugged me tightly. ,,Eddie, listen to me. We both know that every phone call we get is a meaningless call trying to scare us. No one is going to hurt me." I said trying to reassure him.

It's not like i don't want to leave this shithole of a place that very little amount of people call home but we don't have money. I work in Surfer Boy pizza and Eddie works as a mechanic. We just don't earn enough to move.

,,Let's go inside, i'll make something for us to eat." I said and helped him get up. I made him pancakes which he loved and while we ate we turned on some music. ,,Do you like them?" I asked Eddie trying to make small talk so i could get his mind of the horrible thought he was probably having. ,,I love them." He replied and smiled slightly. ,,Don't stress out kay? We'll be fine." I said and put my hand on top if his from across the table. He didn't say anything he just smiled and squezeed my hand in return. The rest of the day we just ate a bunch on pizza and watched a bunch of movies while cuddling all day.

The next morning i woke up to a loud scratching sound outside. The bed was empty again. I rushed outside and saw Eddie scrubbing our porch with a sponge. ,,Eddie!What are you doing?" I rushed to him. ,,Look! Look what they wrote! Fucking assholes. Dammit it's not coming off." He said scrubbing more agressive while he started sobbing. ,,Eddie! Eddie, stop!" I shouted and took the sponge from his hands. I hugged him tightly as he sobbed on my chest. ,,I know that you don't want this to be happening. I don't want it to be happening to. But it is and we must deal with it. We can't lose ourselves. Not to the people that hate us okay? I need you to calm down. We'll clean this together. After that you're gonna have a shower and i'm gonna make breakfast, then we can go on a walk and after that we can cuddle all day again and just be peaceful okay?" I said as i was stroking his hair still holding him in my arms. ,,We can visit Steve and Dustin too. I'm sure you'll feel better." I said and cupped his face. ,,Yea, but, only if you shower with me." He said as he got a strand of hair out of my face. ,,Deal." I said as i chuckled and kissed him.

We did everything as i said. He was sslightly better after that. Dustin cheered him up a lot. I hate seeing him said. I just wanna see him smile and laugh like a little child. I want him to be happy.

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There might be some spelling mistakes, i'm writing this at one in the morning :)

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