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The Mistake Of Knowing

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Incredibly sorry for not uploading last week! I'm in the process of moving into my first home and it's hectic!.

Anyway -

Enjoy, My Munson Babies <3

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KIMBERLY CASSIDY
"Where've you been?." Eddie asked me immediately. I'd taken two steps in through the door. Two. The front door hadn't even closed yet, and there he stood - his back leant against the banister to his luxurious stair case. No, sorry. Our luxurious stair case.
"Went into town." I shrugged my coat off, hanging it on the rack besides his and the twins. The lie hung loose in the air, as if were one of us to call out the lie, it's façade would shatter and cause PALPABLE DAMAGE.

Eddie didn't seem satisfied with my answer; he never was. His eyes scanned my face, looking for any hint of deception. "Into town," he repeated, his voice laced with skepticism. "For what, exactly?". Eddie's eyes bored into mine, as if he knew I was hiding something. But he said nothing more, just stared at me with that intense gaze.

I tried to keep my face calm, even as my heart raced with guilt and doubt. Why was this so hard?. Why couldn't I just tell him the truth?.

"I just needed some time. Alone." I forced myself to meet his gaze, to hold it without flinching.

His expression remained stoic, his eyes never leaving mine. I could see the silent question in them, the worry and curiosity. But he didn't press me further, not yet.

Instead, he shifted his weight off of the banister, taking a step closer to me.

"Alone?" He repeated, his tone low and guarded. "It's 2am, Kim." A hiss passed his lips as he spoke down to me, a sign that he was trying his damned hardest not to break his silence.

I flinched at his tone, at the sharpness in his voice. I could sense his frustration, his silent anger. He was holding back for now, but I knew the dam was about to break.

"I know what time it is," I snapped back, my own anger beginning to rise. "I'm not a child, Eddie. I can take care of myself." I knew he was right. I knew I had no excuse, no plausible reason for being out until 2 am. But, he was not my father, and I didn't need him treating me like I'd missed my curfew.

Eddie's eyes narrowed dangerously at my response, his temper flaring. He took another step closer, closing the distance between us. His body language was hostile, his face set in a tight scowl.

"Do you?" Eddie retorted, his voice rising now as the dam began to crack. "Do you really think you can take care of yourself? Because let me tell you, from where I'm standing, you've been doing a pretty shit job lately."

I felt my own anger rising to match his, my chest tightening. How dare he accuse me of being incapable? I'd been handling myself long before I met him.

"And just what is that supposed to mean?" I shot back at him, crossing my arms over my chest as we stayed within close proximity by the front door, our harsh whispers and hisses bouncing off of the walls and echoing around us.

Eddie's eyes flashed dangerously, the anger practically rolling off him in waves. He was beyond pissed now, his temper getting the better of him.

"You know damn well what it means." Eddie's voice rose again, his eyes flaring with anger. "You're reckless, careless. You go off on your own whenever the hell you please, never telling me where you're going, what you're doing. You never think about the consequences of your actions." His eyes searched mine as he practically scolded me.