Stone and Eddie (a Pearl Jam-ish fanfiction)

Chapter eleven

Eddie Vedder

The past few days have dragged without Stone. It's eerie here without him, and equally as depressing. He leaves at seven in the morning and comes back at ten, so I barely get to see him. I've just been working extra hours to distract myself from him not being here. It hasn't really been working.

It's only been a few days and it feels like part of me is missing, so I don't know how I'm going to handle him being gone for a month. Tonight I decided to stay up until he gets home so I can see him. It's approaching ten o'clock when I hear keys jingling from outside and the doorknob turning. When he comes in, without saying a word, he runs over to me on the couch and straddles my legs and kisses me for the first time in three days. I feel elated already.

We kiss each other hurriedly and strip off our clothes without breaking up our kiss. The only time we pause is to say "I love you" or to moan each other's names.

"Eddie, I want you inside me", Stone says, out of breath.

"Should I prep you?" I ask. He says no and I pull off our boxers, then slowly push inside of him, just like he asked.

I'm worried I'm going too fast, not having used lube or prepped him, but when he says "faster", I comply and speed up my thrusts. Our quick breathing becomes synchronized with one another and I feel like I'm getting closer and closer to coming. I moan his name several times, wanting more and more of him.

"Eddie", he gasps, and simply hearing him say my name like that makes me go over the edge, and I release myself into him. I ride it out, slowing my thrusts with each second and eventually pulling out of him. I go back to kissing him and play with his dick a little bit.

"You're such a fucking tease", he says with a laugh.

"I can stop if you want", I suggest.

"No no no no", he pleads. I laugh and move my head slowly down his body, kissing him as I get lower and lower on his body until I get to just below his hips. I swirl my tongue around the tip, licking up the precum oozing out, then wrap my lips around a little part of it. He moves his hips up and down, and it's scratching the back of my throat but I don't care right now, I'm just glad to have him here with me.

I move my mouth up and down faster. "I'm gonna come, Eddie!" Stone shouts, and sure enough he does, and I swallow all of it down.

"I love you, Stone. I'll always love you", I promise him.

"I'll always love you too, Eddie", he responds, and it makes my heart flutter hearing him say these words. I prop myself up on one elbow and look down at his beautiful face. I'll never get tired of him. I then start placing kisses all over his body. His collarbone, shoulders, neck, lips, everywhere. "Eddie, I'm really tired. It's been a long day and I just want to go to bed. Will you sleep with me in my room?"

"Of course, baby. Let's go", I say and tug at his hand, pulling him up from the couch and lead him into his room. I get into bed first and then he joins me, pecking me on the lips before going to sleep. "Goodnight, Stone", I say but he's already asleep.

~*~

I sit on the couch at seven, watching MTV crap absentmindedly and thinking about Stone when I hear the lock on the door click and the door opens. "Stone!", I say excitedly and jump up and run over to him. He's never here this early. But I pause when I see Stone's expression. "Baby, what's wrong? Are you okay?" He looks like a sad puppy. He shakes his head.

"What's wrong?"

"Andy's dead", he says in a monotone voice and I'm completely shocked.

"Oh", I say, just because I don't know what else to say. Then he bursts into tears and cries into the sleeve of my shirt, soaking it in no time. "It's okay, baby, it's okay", I tell him soothingly while stroking his hair.

"No it's not", he says, his voice muffled by my shirt. "He was too good of a person to die. Fuck, he was only 21. That's too fucking young to die."

"I know it is, honey. But it's okay, you can get through this. You all can." He just starts sobbing harder. "Hey, it's okay. I'm right here and I'm not leaving you."

"Can you just sleep with me?" He asks.

"Of course I can. Here, let's go to your room. Okay?" He nods and half walks, half lets me carry him into the room and I lay him down onto the bed. "Hey, I'm right here if you need anything."

"Okay. Thanks so much Eddie", he says and buries his face in my chest. I stroke his hair silently until I know he's asleep and then start crying myself. I honestly don't know why I start crying. I mean, I liked Andy and Mother Love Bone was great, but I wouldn't usually cry about this kind of thing. Maybe it's just seeing Stone so upset. Maybe it's just a combination of everything bad that's happened in the past week.

When I wake up the next morning Stone is still tucked into my chest, but he's awake. He's sniffling quietly and is obviously crying. "Hey" he says, his voice quivering.

"How you holding up?" I ask.

"How do you think?" Then he looks up at me, eyes swollen and red and puffy, glazed over with tears.

"You'll forget about it in no time", I try to reassure him.

But he just says, "But I don't want to forget him. He was awesome, I just don't want to forget him." I'm terrible at this whole comforting-people thing. So I change the subject instead.

"You should eat some breakfast. Come on", I tell him and pull him out of bed. When we get in the kitchen, I ask, "Chocolate chip pancakes, your favorite?" He silently nods and sits down at the table. When I finish cooking them I put them on a plate in front of him but he just shoves them around the plate, not putting a single one into his mouth.

"Stone, honey, you need to eat. It's not healthy."

"I'm not hungry, though", he says stubbornly.

"It's either you eat it or I feed it to you and make you eat it. Just have one if you can't have all of them, but trust me, you need to eat."

He sighs, defeated, and mumbles, "Fine." I wonder if he'll ever get over this.