Eddie MunsonLuckily, me and Jules were able to get back to the others and they were on their way. Juliet always had a nice comforting presence. She had this warmth that made everyone around her feel safe.
I felt safe. I feel safe.
She was always so sweet. And even now, in this moment, when we ran away from watching a tragic murder, she stayed by my side. She was remaining strong. One of the many things I love about her.
After a while of silence when we contacted the others, she spoke up. "I'm hungry." She said in her usual soft voice. I let out a chuckle and answer. "You always are." I said, remembering how she said she was hungry back at the boathouse.
She turned to look at me and frowned. "Are you calling me fat?" She asked me. My eyes widened. "Woah, no. I never said that, I didn't mean it in that way." I answered, slightly panicking that I offended her.
I was confused when she started laughing. Her laugh was so beautiful and angelic. I could listen to it it forever. She patted my thigh twice. "Relax, I'm just messing with you. Unless you actually think I'm fat." She raised her eyebrow at me.
I shook my head and let out a small laugh. "I would never." She smiled at me before looking down. "I'd hope not." She said softly.
Yet again, we were embraced by another wave of silence. But it wasn't an awkward silence where we wouldn't know what to say. It was a comfortable silence. Just enjoying each other's company.
I looked around our surroundings. This stupid forest is where we had to stay. I was surprised she still wanted to stay with me. Anyone would've left if they'd been caught up with a runaway murder.
My gaze landed back on her. She seemed a bit more tense. But I can't blame her. It was a lot of stress to go through. I worried for her. She should've probably stayed with her brother. "You tired?" I asked her.
Strange enough, I didn't get an answer. She just sat there. She didn't even move. "Jules?" I called for her.
No answer.
I was confused so I moved over to sit in front of her. Only to see something I really didn't want to see. Her eyes were fully white, rolled to the back of her head. I immediately panicked, remembering this is what had happened to Chrissy before she...died.
I grabbed both her shoulder and started to shake her. "Jules! C'mon you gotta wake up! Don't do this to me! C'mon!" I shouted trying to wake her. I knew it was practically useless. It didn't do anything with Chrissy. Why would it help her?
I was shaking her shoulder's rather harshly but in this situation, I didn't find myself caring. I needed her to wake up from whatever trance she was in. I couldn't lose her.
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Juliet Harrington
Once I came face to face with Vecna my eyes widened and I immediately got myself together and stood up. I started running more into the forest that I was in. My legs were wearing out but I didn't care. I needed to get away.
My breathing was getting heavy as I ran through the forest. I looked back and there was nothing, which made me stop in my tracks. "You can't escape me Juliet..." I heard Vecna's deep raspy voice say.
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Trauma Finds Love | Eddie Munson
FanfictionIn which Juliet Harrington encounters serious trauma during the summer of 1985. Watching the love of her life die right in front of her. Scared to love again, she closes herself off from everyone, only to find love a year later. Stranger things s4 ...