It's Always Been You [Eddie Munson]

XII

"Get in the car Isabella."

"Go away Eddie."

"Can you please just get in the car or  else I'm going to pull over."

How I ended up in this situation? I don't know, the last thing I remember is our mini argument outside before going inside and making best friends with a bottle of vodka and whiskey,  I remember spending most of the night further with James, Evan and Victoria, Steve occasionally sat with us but that was about all I could remember with some blurry memories but i was sure i would remember everything tomorrow morning, until now, I think it was past midnight and I was on my way walking home from the party, nobody knew I had left but unfortunately Edward Munson had no end to him and was slowly driving next to me, i forgot what our argument was about but i knew i was mad at him. "Fine." I hear him huff out, killing engine and his door opening then slamming shut, picking up my pace to get away from him but it felt as if with every step forward, my body pulled me five steps back, my head was heavy, I had the taste of puke in my mouth and only one thing on my mind, to get home and eat whatever I could find. "You're drunk you can't walk." Eddie's arms wrapped around me and I was tempted to scream bloody murder but hesitantly decided against it. "Get off of me you shithead." I yelled, trying to wiggle out of his grip ignoring how warm and safe his touch made me feel. "Isabella, let me take you home." He said softly, holding me against his chest and I just accepted the fact that he was holding me, not fighting against it.

"I can walk alone, I don't need you, I never need anyone." I gritted out as he let go of me and I stumbled forward, attempting to walk in a straight line. "See! I can walk straight I don't need a babysitter, besides I live just there." I pointed my finger towards a random house, hearing Eddie laugh behind me. "I'll leave you to it Bella." I flipped him off, slowly walking down the sidewalk, kicking random stones that were along the way but I was pretty sure I missed all of them. "You're going the wrong way." Eddie yelled from behind me and I groaned. "Why are you still following me you creep." I walked the opposite direction, we were quite far away from his van by now. "You know they're all sleeping." He sighed from behind me and I turned around looking at him as he walked a few feet behind me. "I'll sleep on the porch, I don't care. " I continued my drunken walk, this time with more pride. "You can just sleep in my bed." He offered and the thought of a mattress under me and a comfortable blanket on top of me had me stopping to turn around. "Fine." I shoved past him.

My feet suddenly lifted off the ground and I let out a yelp as he picked me up, carrying me bridal style, staring up at him I couldn't help but smile placing my hand on his cheek tracing my thumb across his face. "I'm sorry for acting like a brat." I mumbled into his chest. "I'm sorry for ignoring you all week." I knew it. I knew he was ignoring me but I didn't know why, it's funny how even the smartest people can be so stupid. "I figured you were so I didn't care, I had better things to do anyway." I said bluntly as he placed me in the passenger side, fastening my seatbelt for me before looking at me with a serious look in his eyes, his mouths parted for a split second before he shook his head, shutting the door and slowly made his way to the driver's seat. God knows why I always ended up with him after drinking, maybe it was luck because I know he was sweet and wouldn't pull anything funny or maybe it was just pure fate that made us end up together every single time.