A story about Grayson Harrington fighting for the love of Max Mayfield while trying to keep the demons in her head at bay. Who said it wouldn't be an Obsession trying to keep Vecna away?
Max Mayfield x Female OC
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Eddie paced around in circles with his jittering thumb in his mouth. A small sound fell from his lips as his eyebrows curled down in annoyance. Grayson awkwardly stepped on a thin branch, taking a scare glance down at her shoes. "So, let me get this straight" the metal head started, dragging a shaky hand down his chin.
"You" the boy pointed a firm finger in the brunette's direction. "Offered Chrissy 'the cheerleader' Cunningham drugs" He whisper yelled, waving his arms around in the air before lacing them in his curly locks of hair. "Oh, that's smart of you. Real smart of you, Harrington" Eddie gritted through his teeth.
Grayson rose her brows, licking her lips as the metal head's voice was laced with pure raw sarcasm. "Offered?" She muttered, scrunching up her face. "Offered?" The brunette repeated, jabbing her pointer finger against her chest. "She was practically begging for it. I mean, what was I supposed to do? Ignore her? Refuse her? Turn her away?"
The boy franticly nodded his head. "Uh, yeah, Harrington. Yes! I mean...I mean what If this backfires on us?" He whispered grinding his teeth together as he watched the girl release a deep scoff. "This is going to blow up in our faces!" Eddie scolded, releasing a heavy grunt as something hard ran into his chest.
Grayson didn't try very hard to hide a grin from crawling up her sly lips. The brunette hummed, staring up at the tree tops as a laugh gathered in the base of her throat. She had to bite down on her tongue to stop the sudden urge of laughter from breaking out. Eddie slapped the back of his hand against her shoulder with a warning look.
"Chrissy..?" The boy smiled, scratching the back of his neck as his brown eyes quietly caught the look of horror lingering behind of the blonde's eyes. "Woah, hey, hey, hey" he furrowed his eyebrows taking a few slow steps back before pointing a finger between himself and Grayson. "Sorry. We didn't mean to scare you"
Grayson placed her foot on the wooden bench, hauling herself up as she quietly refused to meet the eye of a certain frowning boy. The person living in her head was getting stronger, and it was starting to scare her. Eddie released an awkward chuckle. "You okay?" The cheerleader franticly nodded her head, clearing her throat. "Yeah. Yes. I'm...I'm fine. Just fine"
The metal gave himself a firm nod, tilting his head as the cheerleader marched past him. "Okay. Good to know" he mumbled, turning on the narrow heels of his feet. Grayson dropped down on the other side of the picnic table, taking a seat on the unsteady bench. She leaned her back against the edge of the table, releasing a sigh of relief as her body took a breather.
Chrissy glossed her eyes over the handsome brunette. She swallowed thickly, fumbling with her skirt as Grayson slowly met her gaze. The taller girl sent her a reassuring smile, easing down her aching nerves. Grayson Harrington always found a way to calm her troubling worries. A part of her always knew that she would never be able to repay the kindness Grayson bestowed upon her.
