Steve's POV
"Dexter! Dexter!" I called out to my coworker/roommate. He quickly get out of the staff room and glance at me.
"What?" He asked and I sighed "Cover my shift."
"Why- WOAH BRO WHAT THE FUCK?" I was carrying Eddie on my shoulder. Yes, I tried those self defense things like you know... I made fall asleep, NO NOT IN DRINKS.
"I got a drunk customer here and I need to get him home or something." His eyes are widened while looking us up and down.
"You really think I'll believe that?" He sighed and just smiled "Fine, go ahead, people here are looking at us now. Just don't do harry potter shits."
"Harry.. what?" What the fuck is he saying.
"Just go jeez..." He turns to look at the customers and reassures them.
I quickly got out of the bar and went to my car. I put Eddie on the back, how is he alive? Dustin said... He's... Been bitten by many demobats. How is he here? What is happening?
"You'll probably have a lot of questions right now.." he suddenly wakes up and I quickly grabbed a battle from the corner.
"Who the fuck are you? Are you shape shifting Eddie!?" I asked while I keep my gaurd up.
"Relax, Harrington. I can't really think straight after you hit me." He said and that's it, I closed the door and went to driver seat.
"Where are we going?" He asked and I didn't answer him then just drove.
I can't trust him, my apartment is the safest option. It's not really my permanent address and I can always move out and I don't know... Go back to hawkins.
20 mins drive.... It was silence except, Eddie is just staring at me. Fuck... How is he alive?
"We're here." I said then I went to my compartment and get a rope.
"You're tying me up?" He asked as I tied him up, I rolled my eyes and answered "Obviously."
We went in to my apartment and put him in my room then locked the door. "I just came back and you're treating me as a murderer? You are like those people back in hawkins."
"Eddie, didn't blame those people in hawkins!" I said while I glanced at his eyes through the viewing box thingy.
Yeah I know our door is like a prison shit.. or something. It's like a confinement area. I don't know..
"I am not blaming them, I'm just saying that you-" I interrupted him by saying "Shut up, Henry slash Vecna... Slash One.. You think you can trick me by possessing Eddie's mind?"
He smiled and said "You got all figured out." He then stood up and got closer to the door "Well I cannot really blame you. You left Eddie, remember? Just like how you and Nancy left Barb."
"Don't bullshit me" I stepped back and quickly grabbed the telephone.
"Come on! Barb never even saw the light for 7 years now. Never had.... A proper burial.. never had a good friend..." He smiled even wider. "Or you're just gonna leave it all again. Pretend like you are hero when deep inside... You are just a coward.. like everyone else."
I dial Dustin's numbers and it just keeps ringing. "Wow, you really are a dramatic poet."
"Hello?" Dustin answered.. "Henderson, I need you come here in my apartment."
"What? Why? Is there something wrong?" He asked then suddenly Eddie's demeanor changed "Harrington? Is that you?"
I froze, "Steve? Who's that?" Dustin asked then I glanced at Eddie. His eyes... Were not the same "Harrington, is that really you?" He smiled in relief.
"Steve? Are you okay? Answer me" Dustin on the phone said then Eddie just cried in joy "Harrington! Thank God, it's been.. I don't know how many fucking years... You're still alive! I am... Still alive!? What?? Where am I?"
"Henderson listen to me, you need to come here now. I need your help, Eddie's alive.." I said calmly then Eddie's eyes widened "Henderson?? HENDERSON!"
"What? Is that- give me 10 mins.. I don't know how far your apartment is... I'LL BE THERE IN 10 MINS" Then he hang up the phone.
I dropped the telephone and came closer to the door. "Eddie?"
"Harrington, is Dustin coming? I- how long it's been? 8 months??? 3 years??" He asked and I gulped "five.."
"Why am I tied up? Why am I here? How am I HERE?" He asked to me and I just stared at him.
Is he really Eddie? Or Vecna is tricking me? There's only one way to find out. I went to my music collection and played my favorite song.
The music starts to play "Once upon a time not so long ago" I glanced at Eddie and just sit on the chair in the front of the door.
"We all thought you're dead." I looked down and trying not to cry as the lyrics of that song plays "Tommy used to work on the docks, union's been on strike"
He gulped and just listened to me "When we went back from that house in the upside down, all I saw a bunch of demobats laying on the ground and you.... On Dustin's arms."
"He's down on his luck, it's tough, so tough.Gina works the diner all day working for her man. She brings home her pay, for love, for love" I stood up and stopped the music "We can't do anything, we tried bringing you back but.... It was too late.."
"When we came back and rushed to Max... We saw her, her arms and legs are crumbled... Her.. eyes-" I paused and sighed "It all came true."
"Is she okay now? How about my uncle?" He asked while I can see in his eyes, he's holding back tears.
"Max... she's still in coma.Your uncle died, 2 years ago. He had rough time and probably... His health condition becomes... Unstable.." I explained and tears dropped from his eyes.
He went to the corner of the room and cried. "I'm sorry... I-...."
"None of this is your fault, Eddie. You sacrifice your life for hawkins.. for them... In fact maybe this happened because I couldn't save you.. and Max... I shouldn't left you there..." I explained and he's the corner of the room.
Then suddenly my door opened and Dustin appeared. "Where is he?"
I glanced at the door and Dustin quickly realized it. "Eddie! Eddie, it's me... Dustin!"
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