Eddie Munson - One Shots II

024. Respectfully, No.

"I don't know how you dare to show your face in this town, or anywhere." Someone snarled from behind me, as I picked up the later copy of Newsweek.

I sighed heavily, a little bored, but also rattled.

As much as it had become mundane, hearing the same slurs whenever I walked down the street, or walked through the town I'd practically grown up in, it still hurt.

I knew who it was, immediately.
I knew everyone here.

"Really, Margot?" I asked, flatly.

"You'd do everyone a favour if you just left." She snapped.

"How many signatures are on your petition for the Mayor, now?" I asked, reading the front cover idly.

"That's right, not enough." I added, not looking at her, speaking before she could answer.

"I've heard it all, Margot. You're wasting your time." I continued.

"How you aren't locked up I'll never know, you evil boy." She snarled.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

That got my attention.

My eyes left the front cover of the magazine in my hand, darting upwards towards the source of the voice, finding Lena Cunningham in the aisle, looking a little horrified.

Lena with her fierce eyes, her beautifully peach skin, her golden blonde hair, that was secured in a low bun at the nape of her neck, her bangs perfectly framing her face.

Lena with the half zip white fleece hoodie, with black flowers on, and boyfriend jeans, converse on her feet.

Margot didn't answer, and I knew why.

"Uhm, I'm talking to you." Lena added, addressing her.

Bingo.
Lena wasn't talking to me.

And as much as I knew that, I wasn't sure why, or what was happening.

"Me? For saying my opinion?" Margot asked, shocked.

"Opinion? Sounded a lot to me like you were abusing your right to freedom of speech, and harassing him." Lena said.

Hold on, was she sticking up for me?
If so, why?

"What he did, was beyond evil, and he shouldn't be walking our streets." Margot snapped.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Margot. Did you lose someone?" Lena asked, as Margot spluttered.

"No, you didn't, did you?" Lena continued.

"Well, no.... I didn't but still." Margot argued, albeit a little feebly.

"But nothing. That's a strong opinion for someone who still has her complete family." Lena remarked.

"Unless, you were saying it out of sympathy for those that don't?" Lena added.

"Well....." Margot started to say.

"Of course, you weren't through, were you? Just figured that whilst he was here, minding his own business, you'd put your two pence in? Take a hike, fucking old bat." Lena hissed, angrily.

"Lena Cunningham, how dare you!" Margot cried.

"Oh you can just go ahead and move along, because you have no right to say anything." Lena said, impatiently, waving her off.

"Saying something for saying it's sake, and saying something because everyone else is, is just a classic case of pack mentality. So, off you go, little sheep." She added harshly, when Margot didn't move.