This Year is My Year

Swimming

"Dustin Michael Henderson, don't you dare jump from that tree!" I yelled, treading in the water.

"Do it, little one! Fuck the power!" Eddie hollered, egging my baby brother on. I turned towards him in the water, incredulous and angry. Eddie waggled his eyebrows, knowing he was annoying me.

"You better watch it, rubber duckie," I hissed. He smirked.

"Or what, fair maiden?" He swam close to me, pulling me to him. He grasped at me under the water, making me shriek. He laughed as I threw my arms around his neck, bringing his face close to mine.

"Or we don't use the tent tonight." His eyes widened and he looked back up at Dustin.

"Get down right now, Henderson," Eddie snapped, suddenly concerned for my brother's well-being. I smirked – he was so needy sometimes.

"You guys are lame!" Dustin yelled from the branch that was hanging over the lake. It was high, and I didn't know how safe it was.

"No, we just want to keep you in one piece!" I insisted.

"Are you going to jump or not?" Mike yelled, exasperated. Dustin looked at me, shrugging.

"Sorry, Y/N!"

I yelped as he jumped in, crashing into the water hard. I rolled my eyes and Eddie looped his hands under my thighs, carrying me over to Dustin in the water. Dustin breached the surface, gasping for air.

"That was awesome!" He was giddy and it made me laugh in spite of the fact he jumped from that high. Mike and Lucas soon followed, yelping with joy once they hit the water. I looked over to the shore where Robin was lounging with Cristina, giggling about nothing between stealing kisses from each other. It was sweet.

Alan, Gareth, and Jeff were splitting a joint, sitting under the tree that the little ones had just jumped from.

"Hey – where's Steve and Helena?" I called. Robin propped herself up on her elbows, grinning wickedly.

"They went back to the campsite – said they forgot something," she replied, heavily implying something. I laughed and Eddie squeezed me.

"Seriously? Harrington got to use his tent before us?"

I turned to him, grinning. I kissed him quickly before shrugging.

"You had your chance this morning," I quipped. He raised his eyebrows, challenging me.

"Oh, did I?"

"You did!" I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck tighter. He watched me for a bit, his fingers tracing my thighs under the water. He was thinking about something – before I could ask, he dunked me under the water.

"Eddie Munson!" I shrieked as he pulled me out of the water. He was cackling wildly as I pushed away from him. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back to him, kissing my face as I argued with him.

"You are a nightmare, Munson!"

"And you're a dream, dove," he teased, peppering my face with kisses until I started laughing with him. We swam around with the little ones until I heard Robin yell from the shore. I turned, panicked, and saw her backing away from the blond sociopath who would not leave us alone.

"Get the fuck away from us, you serial killer!"

"I just wanted to say sorry – I saw you guys over here!"

"Okay, you said sorry, now go!" Gareth ordered. I looked to Eddie and saw that his normal hatred was gone – it was now replaced with fear. I felt anger burn in me – how dare Jason do that to Eddie?