Wayne paces between the living room and dining area while on the phone, trying his hardest to get Morrígan reenrolled in school. He decided to make the call as soon as he got home from work, attempting to get her enrolled as soon as possible.
He's obviously infuriated about how the call is going so far. Because the girl attempted to kill herself and was abducted, she missed far too many days of school to be allowed to rejoin her classmates. According to the administration, she would be placed back in the tenth grade if they were to actually let her back in, and she should just drop out. The school believes Eddie should also drop out since he barely makes an effort to attend. What do they know? He's been depressed for the past couple of years and could barely pull himself out of bed to even feed himself.
Neither Morrígan, nor Eddie WANT to drop out. They both care a lot more about their educations than most people would ever guess. Just because they look and dress a certain way, everyone puts together their own ideas of what they must be like. Sometimes, the hardest, scariest, weirdest looking people are actually the sweetest.
"I will not allow her to be put back in the tenth grade, and I am not going to let her drop out either! She wants to go back to school! What kind of establishment are you running here? I will find another way for her to complete her education. Eddie will also continue going to school until he decides he's had enough, or he graduates!" Wayne angrily slams the phone down, taking a deep breath to recollect himself before making another call.
"Yes, hello, this is Wayne Munson. I'm trying to get my niece back into school." He tries to remain calm with this new person he's speaking with. After that last call, he's about done being nice. "Her name is Morrígan Munson. She just turned eighteen." Wayne tells the person on the other line. "The last grade she fully completed was tenth." He continues. "I'm sure she will do whatever it takes to be able to complete her schooling." His demeanor seems to have changed to that of more relaxed as the conversation goes on. "Our address is 2121 Holland Road, in the Forrest Hills trailer park." Wayne seems to be much happier now, pacing around the area with a slight pep to his step and a smile on his face. "Yes, thank you very much. I will get them back to you as soon as possible." He hangs up the phone, much happier than he was at the beginning of the call.
The two of us are sleeping away the morning, waking up just before noon.
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Eddie sits up and drags himself out of bed before heading out to the bathroom and then out to the living room where Uncle Wayne is sitting on the couch watching the news and drinking a beer.
"Hey boy. Where's the girl?" He asks, resituating himself on the couch so Eddie can sit.
"She'll be out in a minute. We just got up." Eddie tells him as he goes to the kitchen to grab himself a beer before joining Wayne on the couch.
"I can see that. "Wayne let's out a sigh, worried about his nephew and the possibility of him never finishing high school.
I finally make my way out of my room to join them, looking a bit worse for wear.
"Morrígan, are you feeling alright?" Uncle Wayne asks as he sees me come down the hall.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I lie as I sit on the floor in front of Eddie. He mindlessly starts giving me a head massage as he plays with my hair.
"Hmm, if you say so. I have some good news and some bad news to tell you two." He sits up and leans over a bit, setting his beer on the table.
"Bad news first, always. " Eddie says, looking over at Wayne as he takes a drink from the bottle.
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The Freak and The Angel
Fanfiction(18+ contains sex, drugs, abuse, s/h, s/a, trauma.) "Angel" is a young girl from Hawkins lab who receives help escaping. She comes across a 10 year old Eddie Munson, who is injured. She helps him, and in turn, he helps her. His uncle Wayne "ado...
