Eddie- News Flash, I'm Not Dead

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I slump on the floor and sob as my body aches, but more so my heart. The others silently mourn Eddie too, though Dustin seems to sniffle occasionally, burying his face into Steve's chest. I'm glad he's still got Steve.

"I need some air." I whisper to nobody in particular as I quickly get up and leave Eddie's trailer, not caring who might see me lingering outside.

The threat is gone, Vecna is dead and we all escaped. Well not all of us.

I reach into my pocket and pull out Eddie's pack of cigarettes he asked me to keep safe, along with his lighter. I don't smoke, but I really need something right now, so I light one up and cough as the smoke burns my lungs.

Back inside, I hear the others loudly talking, they sound excited but I can't think of anything that would make them happy right now. Aren't they even bothered that Eddie gave his life for us?

The thought makes me mad, so I take another drag of the cigarette.

The door to the trailer opens behind me, but I can't find the energy to turn around and look who it is.

"You're such a thief" a familiar voice laughs.

My eyes widen and I drop the cigarette, slowly turning around and coming face to face with someone who should be dead.

"Eddie?" I weakly whisper, my eyes scanning his body from head to toe. He has a few scratches and bites from the bats, but nothing major. When we left him he was on the floor, Steve had to drag me away from him.

I stare and stare as Eddie raises his eyebrows, tilting his head as his smile fades.

"Y/N?" He asks, concerned.

Without a moments hesitation, I jump forward and fall into his body, he grunts but catches me.

Tears fall my face as I cling onto him, squeezing tight to make sure he doesn't leave me again. I repeat the words "I thought you were dead." in a mumble, hiccuping from unshed tears.

Eddie strokes my back as his chin rests on my head, "Yeah, well news flash, I'm not dead?" He weakly laughs, his humour a sign that this really is Eddie.

I lean back and scan his face, then suddenly punch his shoulder, "I thought you were fucking dead you asshole!"

His hands catch mine as he leans down and presses his forehead to mine.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't ever do that to me again Munson, or I swear I'll bring you back and murder you myself." I angrily say, only half meaning it.

Eddie nods and smiles, "That's my girl."

I give him a watery smile back, leaning up on my toes to kiss him.

Suddenly the door behind us opens and Dustin comes and joins our hug, squeezing in the middle as we all sandwich together, ironically looking like a family.

Eddie murmurs "I love you" from above Dustin's head and I nod, repeating it back to him.

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