Bold- Chrissy
Italics- y/n
I hate song fics but I think of Chrissy when I hear this song. Idk. Song is "Prom Queen" by Beach Bunny
I look into the mirror and quickly try to wipe away the tears forming at my eyes. I hear the bathroom door open and see perfect Chrissy Cunningham walk in. "Are you okay?" She asks. "I'm fine. Leave me alone please." She goes to stand beside me. "Is this something to do with Eddie?" I aggressively wipe away the tears that have started to fall. "No offense but your about the last person I wanna see right now." She looks at me in the mirror. "I just wanna help"
Shut up. Count your calories. I never looked good in mom jeans. I wish i, was like you. Blue eyed blondie perfect body. Maybe I should try harder.
You should lower your expectations. I'm no quick- curl Barbie. I was never cut out for prom queen.
If I get more skinny. Do you think he will like me?
Dissect my insecurities. I'm a defect, surgical project.
It's getting hard to breathe.
There's plastic wrap In my cheeks.
Maybe I should try harder.
You should lower your beauty standards. I'm no quick- curl Barbie. I was never cut out for prom queen.
If I'm pretty. Will you like me? They say "beauty makes boys happy"
I've been starving myself. Carving skin until my bones are showing.
Teach me how to be okay
Teach me how to be okay
I don't wanna downplay my emotions.
The say "beauty is vain. You'll only be happy if you look a certain way.
I wanna be okay.
I wanna be okay.
Chrissy wraps her arms around me and hugs me.
"If Eddie doesn't like you for you, then you don't need him" I nod my head in understanding. She right and I know she's right.
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Eddie Munson one shots
FanfictionI still have Eddie Munson brain rot so enjoy. -Female or gender neutral reader mainly- Might throw in some steddie x reader or fruity four x reader bc I'm a sucker for it.
