𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 - 𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐒

Theres been a chapter mix up. Go back to 'STRENGTH TAKES COURAGE' to read about the last night at the cabin. It'll make 'DEPARTURE' make more sense. I'm sorry guys.
𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗨𝗔𝗚𝗘, 𝗦𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗧, 𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗗𝗥𝗨𝗚 𝗔𝗗𝗗𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡

𝙺𝙸𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁𝙻𝚈 𝙲𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙳𝚈

I watched Eddie and Wayne in Wayne's now old room, pulling the wall down as if it was made out of paper. Well, I watched Eddie pull it down. None of us would let Wayne do it, not whilst he wasn't fully strong enough.

"Princess, will you pass me the graphite ball, please?." Eddie asked and pointed to where a few different sizes and shaped hammers lay. I looked down to them and back up to him with wide eyes.

"The ball point hammer, Darlin'." Wayne said with a kind smile, pointing to the black one in the middle.

"Oh." I whispered to myself and leant down to grab it, handing it back over to Eddie who smirked at me. "What?." I asked him and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Nothin'." He shook his head and chuckled to himself, spinning the hammer around in his hand before smashing it against the wall and vibrating the entire caravan.

"I don't know - BANG - if this safe - BANG - to be doing on -  BANG - your own - CRASH." The wall fell to pieces as Eddie smashed through it as I spoke, my face wincing at every loud noise it made. It was worse than listening to pots and pans smash against each other when you dropped them into the sink.

Awful noises.

"Whatcha say?." Eddie asked me and shoved his goggles on top of his head, causing his high bun to move and become a little loose.

That fucking bun. FUCK.

"Just don't think it's safe for us to be doing this on our own 's all." I shrugged and watched the thrill rise up in his eyes.

"..you wanna try?." Eddie asked with a lingering smirk. I looked over to Wayne who was smiling from his chair in the far corner of the room at me, then to Eddie who was holding the hammer thing out for me to take.

"Sure." I shrugged, contradicting myself and took the hammer from his hands as he pulled his goggles from his head, a few lose strands of hair now falling into his face as he shoved the goggles on for me.

"Don't you look cute." Eddie said hushed as he looked down at me with a smirk.

"I always look cute. Now move, peasant." I shoved his chest lightly as he and Wayne laughed at me. "Time to show you men how a job gets done." I said, spreading my legs apart and practicing the swing as you would in golf. "Just gotta get that perfect aim.." I closed one eye and swung my arms back, practically throwing the hammer over my head and watching it fly into the wall and fall..flat on my fucking foot. "OW!." I yelped and jumped up, holding my foot in the air as I kept mumbling. "Ow. Fuck. That hurts. Ughh!."

"Kim!." Wayne said, trying to get to my aid but Eddie stopped him.

"Well." Eddie said and looked at me with his hands on his hips. "Now that was stupid, wasn't it, princess?." He had this smug smile on his face that I wanted to wipe clean with the hammer as I did to my foot, but instead I scowled at him and sat on the floor by Wayne who whispered an 'are you okay' into my ear.

"That's why it's a man's job, sweetheart." Eddie said and I scoffed in astonishment.

"What happened to you being a feminist?." I asked and watched the back of him as he ripped the wall out.