𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 - 𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍

𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗨𝗔𝗚𝗘

𝙺𝙸𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁𝙻𝚈 𝙲𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙳𝚈

My head was pounding as my eyes shuddered open way too late for my liking. I twisted my body around to the source of light that was illuminating the bedroom I had found myself curled up in.

The bed was empty of Eddie and I furrowed my brows at the fact, until it hit me as to why I was feeling the deep anguish in my chest.

I had broken things off with him.

I had told him I didn't love him and that I thought we were bullshit. None of it was true, of course. I loved Eddie more than any breathing person on this earth and i shattered his heart by saying those horrible things.

I sat up and held my hands over my mouth as I let a sob escape my lips. What had I done? Why would I say it? Why did I do it? I kept asking myself.

The bedroom door opened and Steves face appeared with a weak smile plastered on it which soon dropped as he saw me crying my eyes out.

"Hey, hey. No, hey." Steve quickly made his way to my side, worried. "Don't cry." He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled my head into his chest.

"I didn't mean it, Steve. I- I didn't."'I stuttered as I poured my heart out to him, kicking myself for being such a self-centred bitch. "I love him." I cried out in agony, wanting to take it all back. "I can't- I can't live without h-him."

"Yes you can. Kim, listen to me." My head was moved back by the large palms of Steve's hands. "We're going to fix this, and I promise you and Eddie will be okay. I know you didn't mean it, I know, Kim." He tried to sooth me as my sobs slowly died down, already feeling the absolute worst I possibly could and crying wasn't helping a single bit.

"Shit." I quickly sat up, a laboured whine escaping with a small sob. "I need to clean the house." I began to scuttle off of the bed to get dressed.

"Kim, calm down. We've already done it." Steve stood from the bed and chuckled at me lightly.

"We?." I asked and twisted my head to look at him.

"Yeah. Kath and Billy are here still. Oh, and Paige." He nodded at me as if it was information I should've known. I proceeded to throw a hoodie on and some grey joggers from the floor until I realised they were both Eddie's. All of his stuff was still here but he wasn't. He wasn't here. "Kim.."Steve said my name in the most vulnerable manner possible, watching me as I looked down at myself.

"He has to come back. I need to talk to him, tell him I didn't mean it." I muttered quietly as not to burst into tears again, holding my bottom lip to suppress the sounds of my sobs. "I need him, Steve." My eyes finally met with my friends for the first time since he walked into the room and all I saw was pity.

I didn't want his pity, I didn't want to hear him tell me everything was gonna be okay and he could fix it, because those words weren't true; I wanted to hear Eddie tell me that he knows I wasn't being serious and that it was just the drugs making me speak before I thought.

I moved my legs finally and left Steve in the bedroom as my feet found their way down the spiral staircase and into the kitchen for a glass of water before my eyes were watching Kathleen, Paige and Billy in the lounge.

"Mornin'." I whispered to the three of them, catching their attention. Billy and Kathleen darted their eyes over to me, causing Kathleen to stand up to give me a hug but I shook my head before she could take anymore steps. "Don't." I mumbled, knowing the only outcome to her kindness would make me drop to the floor begging her to get Eddie. "I can't cry anymore." I told her and wiped away a stray tear leaking down my face.