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A Christmas Curse

A/N
I Move out of my parents house in August so I don't know what updates will be like but I'll try to make sure I have a chapter out every Sunday!

Anyway -

Enjoy, My Munson Babies <3

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KIMBERLY CASSIDY

I was completely TRAPPED in this reality that Eddie had forced upon me today. I was stuck with the fear of the unknown, of the possibility that what he was making me do wasn't the RIGHT THING. Of course, Eddie wasn't thinking about it like that. I mean, why would he?. It's not exactly his whole life on the line. Sure, it will backfire on him if things go wrong, but he isn't the one who faked his DEATH.

I waited in the bedroom. My heart thumped in my chest, my fingers began to get clammy, my skin crawled with shivers. I was so close to meeting my destiny - to sitting behind bars, or worse, not having to fake my death this time. My clothes clung tightly to me as I scratched at the material, hoping it would take away my nerves. It didn't.

I listened to the door open and close, open and close, open and close. James and Jen shouted with excitement as Billy and Kathleen walked through the door. It went silent. My ears started ringing. Why was I doing this?. Why wasn't I doing something USEFUL Instead of waiting for my impending trip to Pennhurst?.

I was over thinking it. I was focusing too much on the negatives, but how could I not?. Steve took it better than I thought, but that didn't mean it didn't take time for it to sink in. I doubted Kathleen would take it the same. I doubted any of them could handle news like this in a positive way.

And so, I waited a little longer for Eddie. And I kept on waiting until I looked down at my watch and saw that it was 5pm already. Just a whole lot of waiting, and not enough reassurance that everything was going to be okay.

Then, his footsteps got louder and closer and I quickly sat back up on the edge of the bed with my legs dangling off of the end. The door opened and he smiled down at me drunkenly. Of course, he had been drinking.

"You ready?." Eddie asked as he kept ahold on the door handle, his eyes bright and his smile shining. But, was I ready?.

I couldn't help but frown at the state of him. A ted heat covered his cheeks, his eyes a little unfocused as he looked at me. I could smell the alcohol on his breath even from here.

"Eddie, you're drunk." I replied, my arms folding in front of me.

He simply chuckled at my words, his hand gesturing for me to stand up. "Come on, Kimberly. I'm only a little drunk. Relax." I rolled my eyes at him and sighed at his nonchalance towards his alcohol consumption.

He chuckled at my reaction, seemingly amused by my reluctance to get up. He closed the door behind him, crossing the room to stop in front of me. He tilted his head, looking down at me with a lopsided smile.

"You're worrying too much, love." He teased, his hand coming up to brush a strand of hair from my face. "You need to lighten up. Relax a little."

Despite my annoyance at his current state, I stood up from the bed. Eddie's eyes roamed over me as he ran his fingertips over the structure of my jawbone.