You Give Love a Bad Name (EddiexReader)

Pep Rallies, Therapy and Notes

    "Y/N!" When I was further away from Andy's house, I heard someone call my name. I turned around furious only to find Steve had followed me. I looked over at the house's front porch and noticed Eddie was no longer there. My eyes reached Steve again who walked faster toward me. I looked at him with a mix of drowning desperation and scorching anger, waiting for whatever he needed to say. "Are you okay?"

"What do you think?"

"Yeah, sorry. Dumb question." He corrected himself. I kept walking determined to go home. Steve walked by my side. "Your house is somewhat far. Are you really going on foot?"

"It's not like I really have a choice right now."

"I can drive you."

"I don't know if that's a good idea." I quickly replied.

"Why? Because of what Eddie said?"

"Well, yes. I don't want him to think he's right."

"Y/N, he's drunk. He said a bunch of bullshit. Drunk people tend to do that. Believe me."

"Still..." My voice quivered and my eyes stung with tears threatening to pour. We had reached another street, making us lose sight of the party. Steve gently placed a hand on my shoulder, making me stop. I turned to face him and couldn't hold the dam any longer.

"Hey, hey. It's okay." He took me into a hug. Uncontainable tears streamed down my face, making of my makeup a huge mess. Steve didn't let go. He held me close as I sobbed, scared of what I was feeling. "It's going to be okay."

"He's just so stupid."

"He's a guy. We tend to be stupid." He said trying to be funny. I pulled away revealing a heartbroken expression. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders inviting me to walk. "Come on. I'll take you home."

And just as he said, Steve drove me home. We barely exchanged a word on the way. I just thanked him and entered my house. I went into my room and collapsed on my bed, not bothering to change into my pajamas or wipe the smeared make up all over my face. I just laid there, looking at the ceiling and feeling sorry for myself. I didn't know Eddie strongly felt that way about Steve... Or that he would be willing to enter physical combat for that matter. What had made him do that? What had Andy said to make him son angry? Just as I was spiraling down on my thoughts, I heard a small knock on the door.

"Y/N? Are you already home?" It was Claudia. I quickly sat up and wiped the black markings off my cheeks. She opened the door, and I forced a smile. "Oh, Y/N. What happened?" She joined me on the bed.

"Nothing just..."

"Steve was the one who drove you, right?

"Yeah."

"Did he do something?"

"No. Steve was great. I just... I had an ugly encounter with people from school."

"Oh, Honey. People from school can be really mean. Specially without supervision."

"Tell me about it." Tears threatened to pour once more. Claudia noticed and put her arms out offering a hug. I accepted and hugged her back. I continued sobbing as quietly as I could.

"It's going to be okay. Everything's going to be okay." She stroked my hair comfortingly and held me until I was sleepy. I regretted all the times I had thought badly about Claudia. She was always so sweet and attentive. I knew she was trying to do the best for me... with my parents gone and all. However, I still didn't listen to her on the Eddie matter. I loved him deeply, even though it hurt. A few minutes later, she laid me down and tucked me in like a small child.