Make me Better ~Eddie Munson x Reader~

16. Completely used

{Y/N's POV}

Why I did what I did, baffles me. It was out of nowhere, but I knew I needed to do that with Wheeler. If anyone finds out what I'm doing behind their backs, they will cross me out, and throw me into the trash and my popularity will be long gone. I stopped at the gym's doors and I stared at it for a long while, asking myself why was it so important I maintain this status to myself. Why am I doing it? Why do I have this double personality? Which one was the real me?... I knew what side is the real me, but is it the best side? Behind those Gym's doors I am the lead cheerleader, the head of the most popular group at school, all boys look my way as well as some girls. Some want to kill me, some want to be me, and some, get with me. Why do I need that? 

I shook my head as angst filled my chest and I walked into the gym. I knew everyone was at the field having lunch, but I just needed to blow off some steam, so I decided to practice some twirls and jumps. I walked towards the girl dressing room and I couldn't help but hear subtle moans, and sloppy kisses. I frowned and tip toed, slowly entering the dressing room, hearing the couple kissing away in one of the closed showers. Who are they? For some reason, my gut was telling me to run away. My gut was telling me to go deaf at this very instant. But my brain wanted reassurance, because it knew who they were, it always knew.

"Jason, not here..." I heard Chrissy say through a moan. My heart dropped. I blinked as I rested a hand on the wall, hearing the moans coming from inside the shower.

"Nobody's coming here till 2 PM. We know this already..." And I stared at the ceiling. It was not their first time. I felt my heart beating rapidly, and the I could hear its pumping in my ears. She was moaning, enjoying whatever he was doing and my eyes finally teared up. Why did he lead me on like that? Why would he do something to me? Is he doing the same to Chrissy?... No... he isn't. He always wanted Chrissy, I just was too stubborn to see it, thinking I had a chance. I pulled away from the wall, and walked out of the dressing room. I can't be here, I can't be in this place, I can't look at them. I was worried about Chrissy, and all this while she had been screwing him behind my back. I shook my head and I need to get to my car as quickly as I could. I started running and the parking lot was just outside the cafeteria doors, I just had to run across the whole room. I don't care, my face was red from rage, and from holding in the incoming tears in my eyes. I rushed through the doors and I didn't care, I just ran. People stared at me, but I needed to get out. I started panting heavily as everything dawned on me all at once. I ran and one table I ran by, was the Hellfire table.

"Y/N?" I heard someone say. Eddie tried calling me out as he saw me run behind him but his voice angered me even more, and not because of him but because the guilt that was forming in my chest was growing each second I remembered Jason's words. I panted heavily as I rushed out of the cafeteria and ran towards my car. I fumbled into my bag to get my keys as fast as I could and got inside, starting it. I drove off, not caring for the other classes that were left of the day. I drove to my special place, and as I was driving I banged on my steering wheel in frustration, trying to avoid the tears from falling from my eyes. I yelled as I felt used. I was used by him. I don't know his motives, his intentions, but I fell for it, and I gave him something that I cannot ever take back. I pulled into the woods and drove towards the abandoned Karting park. I didn't even drive, I parked and stomped out of my car, fuming out of my ears and I just yelled into the sky.

"Nobody needs to know."

"Let's fuck up Munson's life."

"Flirt with him."

"Do this for me? Pretty, pretty please?"

Every phrase he said to me, every kiss, every touch, was only to use me to his own gain. I don't know why he wants to destroy Eddie so badly, but I wasn't going to be part of it any longer. I was just going to pretend to follow the plans from now on, but fuck this. Fuck them, fuck everyone, fuck Eddie, fuck my parents, fuck Chrissy, fuck Jason, fuck them all. I yelled again and I grabbed a stone from the ground and I threw it harshly towards the scoreboard that was in the middle of the park, making the metal do a strong clank sound. They didn't know they messed with the wrong person. They didn't know who I truly was. I let out a sigh and finally a tear rolled down my cheek. God... What is happening to me this year? It all started because of Munson.