𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 | 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

bad girl

"Robin?" Eddie called out for his friend as he entered her house. The hall was littered with plastic cups and empty bottles. Someone was asleep on the stairs.

"Robin?! Steve?!" Eddie pushed through the crowd in the kitchen eyes scanning the room frantically.

"Eddie!" Robin made her way through the crowd to the curly haired boy.

"Where is she?"

"She was just here I swear-"

"Oh for fuck sake." Eddie ran his hand through his hair. "Okay. I'll find her, thanks for calling."

Eddie made his way through the kitchen and into the living room searching for you in the crowds of drunk college students. He hated parties like this, so most of the time you went without him, while he waited for you back at his apartment. He would show up to drive you home, and usually found you throwing up in a bush or passed out on someone's couch. Tonight apparently, you were on a mission to give him a fucking heart attack. First a phone call from Robin and now you were nowhere to be found.

"Hey." He grabbed some poor boy off the couch by his collar. "You know y/n?"

"Umm.. yeah." The boy blinked nervously.

"Where is she?" Eddie snapped, growing more and more impatient.

"Uhh, outside... I thin-" Eddie threw the boy back down unceremoniously and made his way to the back door.

"Y/n!" He roared your name as he pulled the door to the backyard open. All eyes turned to him and his gaze met yours across the grass.

"Eddie!" You smiled at him from where you were sat on the yard, your arm draped over the shoulder of a boy who was lighting a joint between his lips.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Eddie stormed across the yard and grabbed your arm, pulling you up so you were standing in-front of him.

"Hey what's the problem?" You slurred, swaying slightly on the spot. "I'm just having a little smoke with Jake here. I mean you wouldn't come out with me so I was just... making new friends."

"Do you think this is fucking funny?" He snarled and you smirked up at him, loving the way you could see his veins running up his tensed biceps.

"Well, we were having fun, weren't we Jake?"

Jake, and his other frat boy friends stared up at you in utter disbelief. You felt a shiver run up your spine when you realised everyone was staring at the two of you.

"We're leaving. Now." Eddie yanked your arm and started to march back into the house. You giggled and let yourself be dragged away. You loved this part.

"Why do you always have to ruin my fun?" You pouted, stopping Eddie in his tracks. You were in the kitchen now, so close to the front door.

"Why do you insist on parading yourself around these parties like a little slut?" There was venom on his voice when he spoke and it made you squeeze your legs together. "I can do whatever I like at these parties, especially since you won't come with me."

"Oh yeah? Baby you can't even make it one night without me coming to get you." He reached behind you grabbing you by the waist and pulling you closer. "You think you can do whatever you want but you can't even make it home without my help. So, when will you actually start looking after yourself, hmm princess?"

You leaned in, pressing yourself up against his chest so you could whisper in his ear. "I'm so sorry sir, but it's more fun if you look after me."

Eddie took a deep breath, feeling the blood rushing to his cock. He grabbed your wrist as your hand started to snake it's way down towards his crotch. "Get in the car. Now."