Eddie Munson Imagines and One Shots

When She Returns

A/N: smut and swearing warning
This is written from Eddie's POV besides the first part.

Flashback:

Y/n's POV:

The ground scraped my knees as I tumbled forward.

"Get out of here y/n!" A voice bellowed behind me.

I knew this voice all too well from the years of torment he had put me through.

I was a meek and timid child, the same at ten as I had been at five.

"I'll leave, I'm sorry..." I replied standing up and looking down at my feet.

"I hate you! Why do you have to come every summer?" Eddie screamed in my face.

"My favorite aunt lives here and-" I started to say.

"Shut up! I wasn't seriously asking you, dumbass!" He retorted, cutting me off.

"A-alright..." I said turning away.

I walked to my aunt's trailer with tears in my eyes and blood on my knees.

This would be the last summer I visited my aunt for years to come.

~

Present:

Eddie's POV:

It was the beginning of my third, and hopefully final, senior year. I will say, the only aspect of high school that I enjoyed was my club.
Hellfire was the family I took under my wing, we were outcasts in the eye of the popular kids. I was a beacon of hope for those shunned by others, and it was something I was extremely proud of. As much as I love DND, the best part of the club was actually being there for the younger kids who needed someone to look up to.

Sometimes, though, I get embarrassed and think about the girl I myself used to bully.
I still don't understand why I did it. Y/n was the kind of kid that wouldn't harm a fly. She never protested my taunts and instead always removed herself from the situation. I unfairly took my anger out on the poor girl.

I constantly replay the last time I saw her in my mind. She was only 10 years old and I screamed at her.

I know deep down she's the reason I have guilt in my heart, and that guilt is the reason I fight for the kids in my club. I don't ever want any of them to feel the way she did.

I was lost in my thoughts during lunch thinking about the past when one of the new freshmen interrupted me.

"Eddie? Eddie are you alright?" Dustin asked softly so the rest of the table didn't hear.

"Hmm? Oh- yeah yeah, just... thinking about some things." I replied focusing on the boy.

"You sure?" He pressed further.

"Why are you questioning me?" I asked with a rude tone.

I instantly regretted it as I saw the look on the boy's face.