Y/N x Eddie Munson

Chapter 15 - The Long Walk Home

Y/N POV

It has been half an hour since Eddie sped off and left me alone. My frustrated tears had dried up leaving me confused and angry, but mostly upset. I can't believe he did that. What did I do? I try to think back over the day to try to make sense of any of this. It's so unlike him. He's been off since that day he came in limping. Who did that to him?

Regardless of whether he's hurt or not I didn't deserve to be abandoned out in the rain like this. I huff, slicking back my soaked hair from my face. At least I have my leather jacket, that's semi-waterproof. It's going to be hours before I get home.

He was jealous of Steve for god's sake! Steve! The man who's been trying to help me flirt with HIM. I stop walking momentarily, tilting my head up to feel the heavy drops of rain roll down my face as I take a deep breath. Where did I go wrong? I did everything Steve suggested. I'm fucking hopeless. And of course like some cosmic 'fuck you' I'm now soaked and walking home. I must have been a bad piece of work in a past life to get this. I laugh incredulously at myself.

My internal self-loathing is interrupted by the distant sound of Metallica approaching, I don't dare look around as I keep walking down the road. "I can't believe you drove off like that! You're a complete butthead!" hurt thick in my voice as the vehicle rolls along side me.

"I would never have let you walk home in the rain Princess" Billy replies, a touch of genuine concern in his voice. I stop, hearing the car roll to a stop as I turn to actually look at my follower.

"What are you doing here?" A small chuckle escapes him as he takes in my soaked form.

"Trying to find my sister, she's off adventuring with some group of boys....Looks like I'm saving the day now thou, I can't leave you out here in the rain and cold now can I? Especially after what happened with that Byers kid last year... the forest is dangerous, kid got lost out there for weeks" Oh. Is he actually concerned about me? "So, can I offer you a lift?" he reaches over to open the passenger side door for me. I look both ways down the road, no sign of any other help coming. And after this long is Eddie really going to have turned back around to find me? I had lost all hope in that. I sigh, silently accepting I need help, ducking into Billy's muscle car and dumping my guitar into the back seat.

"Thanks" I say sheepishly once again, slicking my soaked hair out of my face.

"Buckle up, I drive fast and I play my music loud" Oh okay. So no choice on the music then. It's this or walk another 2 hours to get home y/n. I oblige, buckling up, telling Billy my address and then looking out the window as he turns the music back up and speeds off towards home. The Four Horseman, the soundtrack to our otherwise silent drive home. At least Billy has somehow learned to take a hint and isn't trying anything on. I contemplate as I zone out watching the blur of forest passing by.

I'd been subconsciously wringing my hands together, uncomfortable with the silence between us. It wasn't really silent with the music blaring and all but there was a clear tension in him. Billy reminded me of a coiled snake, he was unpredictable but you knew he could be dangerous. It's not until we are sat outside of my house, engine idling, that he really says anything to me. "Who did that to you?" his voice softer than I had ever heard it as he grazes my bruised wrist with his hand.

"Oh this?" I say pulling my jacket sleeve down to cover it, "It's nothing really" I shrug as I make a move to leave the car.

"It's not nothing thou is it? I can see finger marks Y/N, someone grabbed you....hard enough to bruise" his hand moves up to my chin raising my gaze to meet his steely blue eyes, something passionate and angry brooded in them. "Was it the freak?"