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Not so Merry, for a Christmas

YOU KNOW I HAD TO MAKE A SAD STORY ABOUT A HAPPY DAYYYY

Tw: Death, murder, idk.

Eddie POV:

2 whole damn years I've dated Steve Harrington, and what a better way to spend Christmas then away from him, because Gareth decided that today, the day his parents where going to be home one single day before the throw his away like trash for another year or two, or three, now is the right moment to want to decorate, I warned him 3 weeks ago to get it over with so he doesn't have a panic attack because he did nothing, but no I'm here decorating a house at 4am while Gareth is half awake and 2 seconds away from killing himself.

I had Steve stay home, he offered to come but it was 3am when Gareth called screaming and crying, that nothing was done, I swear to god I wonder how his damn sister hasn't found out Santa and whatever isn't real, for him, I'll admit, he keeps the magic a child should believe in going, but half the time, he's crying, asking for help at 3am, or asking for money, like me and Jeff are happy to help him, but not when it's at 3am and we have to worry about him hanging himself with Christmas lights and the only thing that 3 year old is gonna see is a dead man and CPS, somehow hasn't already took them from this damn shit house.

I finished, at 5am, Gareth seemed more calm, Steve pulled up a while ago because he couldn't sleep and I was here.

I smoked outside talking to Steve enjoying the moment inside on the couch. Meanwhile Gareth back too being stressed because a child is screaming at 5am. Steve and Gareth definitely didn't get along at first, so at least they don't hate each other now.

I felt kinda bad leaving Gareth alone, even  more that he looks horrible, but Steve wanted to leave before he has a panic attack or something, and Dustin has been staying with us so we wanna be home when he wakes up.

...
10AM

A call comes through, I was expecting it to be Gareth saying he's late to coming over because he's the only one that's not here, somehow Erica and Lucas were a first here, but it was a hospital or something, last thing I wanted to hear is that Gareth died, murdered,

In front of his sister, 3 years old, and parents are the killers. I had a bad feeling about Gareth letting his parents come but he didn't listen, he hasn't seen them in a year so he wanted to let them come here, to see the hard to believe, there child, that had the nerve to fully abandon Gareth at 9 and have another child and dump it on him.

I dropped the phone and ran out, I've known Gareth for as long as I could remember, and losing him was something I wasn't ever going to recover from. Steve was really the last thing now keeping me going, people think I've put my suicidal thoughts behind me but I haven't.

...

By now I saw Gareth be token away in a body bag, A child be token away, A unforgettable face on her young face. And a bunch of excuses some call parents token away to jail, prison, I don't know.

Through all of the shit I've had happen because of a dumb choice Gareth has made, he was really someone I cared for.

Steve held me, I didn't want to believe Gareth was gone, but the truth kicks you in ass.

...
7PM

I decided before those to shits were sent to prison for child endangerment and murder, I'd cuss them out, because what the the fuck do I have to lose.

They looked unfazed by me, Gareths mother smiled, Steve stood behind me holding me close, not trusting me to be near them after what happened to...you know who.

She looked me right in the eye, no regrets were inside her deep almost black eyes.

“Merry fuckin' Christmas f@9907$!”
She said giving me the middle finger