Dear Diary...
My head ached, everything felt heavy, I woke up to Eddie kissing my cheeks and eyes. We had practically cried ourselves to sleep. At some point I had thrown on one of his band shirts and a pair of his boxers. The feeling of telling each other exactly how we feel was overpowering by my feelings about Andy.
That doesn't mean they completely rid myself of those feelings. I felt sad, no more like completely lost in despair since Andy came over, the complete loss of my family had me doubting myself and my own worth.
Did they really see me like that? Did he find me so helpless, so worthless that he was going to try and storm in here, take me from whom he thought really wronged me. The world had been so small before Eddie.
You kiss his lips as they pass by, stopping him as he kissed your back sweetly, this spread a smile across his face. The bruising apparent, we we're definitely a pair.
Remembering the events of last night hurt, there was so much going on that you felt dizzy. Paramedics... Eddie upset and then finally ... the police.
Hopper had indeed come by, but not till after Eddie called Nancy, she immediately called in to file another report against Andy. Nancy filed one after he demanded money the first time, apparently she was reading up on law and planning non hiring someone to help secure my inheritance.
Hopper was at a loss for words when he arrived.
At first he tried talking to Eddie and having him interrupt, but the writing and passing the notepad made him sigh. He sat down and passed the notepad back and forth with me. Eddie watched and only made small comments every now and again. Hopper talked about his own daughter named Sarah and how much she meant to him. Hearing how Nancy was your guardian and your family had abandoned you hurt him. Hopper and Eddie had their issues with each other, but that didn't mean he had an opinion of him that would override your own statement. In many ways you saw Hopper as an ally instead of someone to fear, you always thought others would be scared of you, trust those that could communicate over yourself. It was nice to know that wasn't the case.
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Just Call Me Sarah
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