Eddie Munson One shots

My pretty girl

Warning :Slight angst ,fluff ,mentions of body shaming
Summary :Eddie said something that upsets you
Requested :Yes

Some people in this world are just fucking horrible .

It was a Tuesday at school when you were wearing a new top you'd bought that weekend ,it was red and shiny and suited your baggy, ripped jeans very well .

It wasn't the sort of top you'd usually go for ,it was a lot tighter and more revealing then most you'd wear but you decided to be brave and ..people were mostly kind .

That was until fifth period ,you took your seat at the back of the class when these absolute bitches started laughing at you and pointing their
god dam scrawny fingers .

They were whining on about how your stomach rolled and how your boobs looked saggy and that your skin looked flakey .You had to sit the rest of the class fighting back the tears .

As soon as you arrived back at Eddie's trailer ,you looked in the mirror and suddenly believed everything them girls had said .

You'd lost all that confidence in a matter of seconds .

And the only thing you needed was for someone to reinstall it .

That being Eddie .

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He arrived home an hour later ,having had d and d .He lit a joint and chucked a half eaten pizza that was supposedly going to be 'dinner'on the counter before kissing you on the cheek .You stayed much quieter than usual whilst the boy got on with whatever shenanigans he was up too .

Then ,once he came back through and tucked into the pizza that remained -because it didn't tickle your pickle today -you asked him the one question that had been bugging you all afternoon.

"Hey Ed ?"

He looked up from his pizza ,black locks painting his face .

"Yeah sweetheart "

"Do I ..do I look fat in this top ?"

The boy scanned your figure momentarily ,his eyes darting away from you and back down to his pizza .

It was that look

You did look fat

"No ,I just think it doesn't ..it's not the right type of top for your body"

You felt your stomach drop at the boys words ,gathering your belongings and making up a stupid excuse that you had to leave .

He protested ,asking you if he'd upset you but you denied all accusations,shutting the door to his trailer as you did so .

Immediately ,you broke down into tears as you rode your bike back home ,the boys words rebounding in your head over and over again .

It hurt .

What he said was mean .

'Not the right type for your body "

Your body

Eddie was supposed to be your boyfriend and that's what made it worse .

-

The following two days were simply just a mess .You'd subconsciously and not so subconsciously been avoiding Eddie and it was taking a toll .

Not only was it mentally draining having to attempt to hide every time you caught a glimpse of a denim jacket or black hair ,you couldn't sleep .

There was hardly any nights you didn't sleep with Eddie ,you either crashed at his or he did at yours and to not of had that for two whole days ,plus the stress of hardly speaking to him ..well it just wasn't good .