𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 - 𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗨𝗔𝗚𝗘, 𝗦𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗩𝗜𝗢𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘

𝙺𝙸𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁𝙻𝚈 𝙲𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙳𝚈

My eyes opened and tried to adjust to my surroundings but failing as wherever i was, was pitch black. I rolled onto my back and collided my elbow with a rock hard..something. They grumbled at the impact, tightening their grip on my bare waist and pulling further into their body.

That's when I remembered everything.

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I stared into his eyes for a few seconds before we began to laugh alongside one another and I jumped up off of his bare thighs to sit back in the passenger seat.

"You don't happen to have any tissue or something, do you?" I asked him as I carefully put on my bra, trying not to let his cum dribble down my stomach.

"Of course I do. I'm always prepared, Sweetheart." He chuckled, pulling a small box of tissues out from his glove compartment and wiping the liquid off of me.

How cute.

Once I was clean, I pulled my panties and pants back over my legs sitting in the seat without a top.

"Here." Eddie offered me his Hellfire shirt.

"But what about you?" I asked concerned. The weather in January was never the best, especially here in Hawkins.

"Don't worry about it. I've got two jackets, princess." His top lip curved into a smirk as he slipped his arm into his jackets as I pulled his very large t-shirt over my head. "Looks better on you than it does me." He chuckled at his own remark.

"If I join Hellfire, do I get one of these?" I asked him jokingly, to which he nodded his head in response. "Seriously?" I responded, shocked.

"Everyone in Hellfire has one, so why wouldn't you?" He questioned my intelligence, which was overly fucking shattered by this point. The alcohol, sex and weed were the main culprits.

"That's so cool." I whispered lowly, really wanting one of these tops. Maybe it was because it was Eddie's and the scent lingering up my nose from it was so inviting, or maybe, it was because I was just as much a freak as he.

The rest of the trip back to Eddie's trailer was silent, apart from the odd yawn or bump in the road. It wasn't awkward, but I do wish we would have spoken about what just happened a bit more.

Like I told you, I make regrets when I'm drunk.

His van pulled up to his trailer and he hopped out of his side. Steve never opened the door for me so when Eddie shoved me back into his van and closed the door, just to open it again and hold out a hand for me to take, I was flabbergasted. Yes, I just used that word.

"Thankyou, kind sir." I said in a posh ladies accent. He winked and bowed as I stepped down onto the ground, slamming the van door closed behind me.

I watched Eddie as he fiddled with his fingers, walking a few steps ahead of me and opening his front door. "Your parents won't be mad that I'm here, right?" I asked, watching the smile drop from his face. "Oh. Eddie I'm so sorry. I didn't think-"

"My uncle does the night shift, he won't be back till the early morning." His smile reappeared as he spoke to me, gently placing his hand on my lower back and pushing me into his home. "I'm sorry it's not a mansion like Harringtons or Wheelers..even yours." I turned to face him, scrunching my eyebrows up at him.