🌧/☁️Eddie Munson × M! reader

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Show: Stranger Things

(Y/N's Pov)

"You dumb ass little sissy!" Those words again. It's been getting worse at home since I came out to my parents. But that's just what to expect in the '80s. It's just not with the times yet. One day I hope it will be. Until then, I'm stuck with these bruises.

"Come here, you little shit!" My dad yelled, pulling me across the floor. "No! Please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!! Please don't get the belt, dad!" I screamed. I tried to use my fingernails to grip the wooden floor. He pulled me off with a swift tug, and I grabbed onto anything, but it was no use. I had already made it to his office and knew what was coming.

"Sit down." He ordered, and I did as told. The floor was cold, as if it was layered with ice. I looked down and tried not to fight what would happen next. He grabbed me by my collar and slapped me, showing no mercy whatsoever. I bit my lip, trying to hide the quivering that had begun. He slapped me around more times than the last.

I knew that this time was different because he had a God-awful glint in his eye. I felt like he wanted to murder me. He unbuckled his belt and soon put it around my neck. He squeezed my throat closed, making me not able to breathe. The tears were pouring out uncontrollably as I looked into his eyes. He showed no mercy to me. Even though I was his son, he acted like I was some stranger in my own home.

I grabbed his hand, trying to pry it off the belt. His grip was too strong. At this point, my vision started to blur, almost black. That was when he let go of the belt and released my throat. I fell to the ground, gasping and panting for the air that I so desperately needed. My throat was almost on fire.

He then grabbed me by my shoulder and pulled me up the stairs. Not missing a glance, my mother watched with sadness and a hint of anger in her eyes. She felt the same as my father when it came to my 'sickness,' as they called it. She wasn't one to beat out her anger and frustration, but my father was.

I was dragged to my room and thrown onto my bed. He punched me directly in the nose before walking out and locking me in. I waited a while before bursting out into tears. The tears wouldn't stop falling, and they mixed with the blood coming from my nose. I think it was broken by how I winced every time I took a shaky breath. I wiped my eyes with my palms and looked at my wet hands. My whole shirt was drenched, too, along with my pants.

I should give up hope with how this is going. There is no escape from this hell hole I live in. He'll always keep me here. He'll never let the world see his disgusting son. The tears were infinite at this point. I sobbed into my pillow to cover all my loud gasps of unsteady air.

I suddenly heard a tap at the side of my room. I slowly lifted from my pillow to look at my window. It was Eddie. He came to save me. I jumped up from my bed and ran over to the window. I slipped it up and saw his smiling face looking up at me. That smile soon turned into a frown as he looked over my tear-stained face and my bruised neck.

"What happened?" He asked, grazing his hand lightly over my nose.

"N- nothing-" I winced, pulling back from his hand.

I pulled him in and quietly closed the window. When I turned around, he had gotten this saddened look on his face. He walked up closer to me and held my cheek with his hand. "Please tell me what happened... I just want to help..." He said, his eyes flickering back and forth between mine. I closed my eyes and sighed shakily.

"My dad... got upset again. So he took it out on me and blamed me. But this time... it was different...." I said, grazing my hand along my neck. His eyebrows furrowed, and he looked down. "That old fucking geezer... I swear I'll kill him...." He muttered under his breath, his hand gripping into a fist at his side. I took his fist in my hand and gave him a pleading look.

"It's fine, Eddie... I'm used to it." I assured him.

"It's fine? There is nothing fine about this shit! You don't deserve what he's doing to you. I swear to God I'll snap that bastard in half!" He spits. He looked me in the eyes and grabbed my hands. "I promise you that as soon as we graduate, we're out of here!" He said, picking me up and spinning me around. I laughed for the first time that night. He always made me feel alive. He was my missing piece. The peanut butter to my jelly, I know, cheesy, right?

"Hey! Put me down!" I giggled, pushing a little on his shoulders. He let me down and smiled at me. "I love you, Y/N L/N, more than you could ever. know." He whispered. I smiled and nodded. "I love you Eddie Munson, times infinity." I sweetly spoke, bringing our foreheads together. I closed my eyes and stood there for a little bit longer to save this feeling.

Two hands holding my face made me open my eyes. Eddie looked at me with that gorgeous smirk of his. When our eyes met, I knew what he was thinking. I leaned my head in a little bit further to place our lips together. Sparks went off in my head as our tongues danced around. I was sure he felt the same when I heard him moan a little into the kiss.

He backed me up to the bed and sat me down. That was when he came out of the kiss, sitting down beside me. I smiled at him, making him smile back. I held his hand and intertwined our fingers. We fell back onto the bed and looked over at each other. I admired his features and beautiful mane of hair. I reached my other hand over to his hair, stroking my hand through it.

We soon fell asleep looking into each other's eyes. We were inseparable; no one could break this bond. And I hope it will always stay that way, Eddie.

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