Eddie and I don't always sleep in the same bed together, most nights we do, but not always, but these past few days and nights he never left my side.
It didn't matter if it was my bed or his, lately I've been sleeping with him, his arms tightly wrapped around me. I'm entirely grateful for this.
I've been having terrible nightmares these nights after the "accident", always screaming in my sleep as I try desperately to put Becky's body back together.
Eddie would wake up when I would start to panic and flail around in my sleep, gently pulling me to his chest. He rests my head over his heart so my ear is pressed against him, the sound of his breathing and heartbeat helping calm me.
Once I would start to settle, he smooths his hand over my hair softly. I would find myself wrapping my arms around his waist, holding him tight as I breathe in his scent before I would slip back into peaceful slumber.
In the mornings, I would wake up like that, just hugging onto him. He would be propped up sitting his back against the headboard of his bed his arms draped over my shoulders his fingers in my hair.
This morning was no different, though my throat was a little more sore than usual from screaming and crying. Eddie woke up as I sat up pulling away from him. He yawned and stretched his arms up toward the celing before he looked at me with a faint smile.
"Morning princess." He said as he pulled me back to him hugging me to his chest.
"Hi." I whispered as I fell into him, putting my arms back around his waist. I feel terrible knowing he must be getting the worst sleep ever. He can read it on my face.
"What's wrong, Angel? Besides the obvious." He asked as he ran his fingers through my hair, twirling my curly ends around his fingers. I pressed my head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
"I'm sorry." I say quietly, the guilt of not letting him get any sleep on my mind.
"What do you have to be sorry about love?" He leaned back a bit trying to see my face. I sat up a bit and looked into his big brown doe eyes placing a hand on his sleepy face.
"I know you're not getting any sleep because of me. You're so tired. I'm sorry baby."
"I get plenty of sleep. I can sleep anywhere, anyhow, as long as you're next to me." He smiled that sweet sweet smile that makes my heart melt before he leaned down to kiss me. I cupped his face in my hands and returned it.
"I love you so much." I told him before resting my head back on his chest.
"I know." He said. I quicly sat up and away from him and stared at his face my brows pinched together. What was that response, no 'I love you too?' He smirked at me and let out a small laugh.
"I'm messing with you. I love you too baby, I love you too." He grinned. I smacked his chest before smiling at him.
Wayne came knocking on the door before slowly opening it taking a step into Eddie's room.
"It's getting late, come get some breakfast so we can get ready for the funeral." He stepped back out and went to the dinning area.
I let out a sigh as I pulled myself out of bed, Eddie right behind me as we made our way out to eat. Neither of us really having much of an appetite. We both pushed our food around the plates taking little nibbles but nothing more.
"Come on you two, you need to eat something. It's gonna be a hard day but you gotta eat." Wayne said with a sigh, watching us both play with our food.
"Alright I'll grab some fruit and snacks for later. Just go get dressed." He stood and made his way to his room to finish getting ready. Eddie and I went off to our rooms to get dressed.
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The Freak and The Angel
Fanfiction(18+ contains sex, drugs, abuse, s/h, s/a, trauma.) "Angel" is a young girl from Hawkins lab who receives help escaping. She comes across a 10 year old Eddie Munson, who is injured. She helps him, and in turn, he helps her. His uncle Wayne "ado...