the freak (eddie munson)

25

Rose Vila Wheeler

My head pounds as I slowly begin to open my eyes to see the light from the curtains draw inside the room.

I blink my eyes rubbing them adjusting to my surroundings.
I feel sick.

Hangovers are my least favorite things in this world.

I rub my head before realizing that I'm in the guest room at Steve's house.

Instantly everything that happened last night comes back to memory.

"Whatcha doing?" I say.
I see Eddie standing in the kitchen all alone.

I can give him some company he looks lonely.

Everyone else is still outside. Maybe I can convince him to go swim with me again.

"Nothing." He blankly answers back.

He has shot glasses next to him. He must have been drinking some more.

"Nothing? Why'd you stop swimming?" I question moving over to the opposite end of the counter so I can see him better.

He's only in boxers. I can't help but let my eyes wander over his tatted torso.

"Didn't feel like it." He replies.

I watch him as his eyes wander down over my body. His gaze falls on my chest and a smirk displays on my face.

I then watch him as he slightly shakes his head and looks away.

"Why'd you look away?" Lowering my voice to a whisper.

"What?" He questions surprised.

"You were staring at my body. Why'd you look away?"

He shakes his head, "Stop fucking me with your eyes Rose."

Excuse you Eddie I wasn't the one staring first making it very noticeable.

He's acting so strange.

I giggle, "You fucked me with your eyes first mister."

"Your mad at me remember?" He randomly blurts out changing the topic.

I don't remember being mad at him. But he's acting really salty right now and I don't like his tone. " I don't really remember why. But let's be normal people like we said we would."

I approach him closer and stop directly in front of him, I see the chills abrupt on his belly. I run my hand down his torso to his lower abdomen feeling as he shudders under my touch.

I feel the light goosebumps on his skin and I smile.

I smile at the way he grows tense at my touch. Like he's trying his hardest to control himself.

I don't remember why I'm mad at him but I'm not mad at him now so...

I watch him watch my hand travel down his stomach. Feeling his abs.