So Nice to See Your Face Again (Eddie Vedder Fanfic-Sequel to More Than Friends)

She Dreams In Red

I took Eddie's hand and we ran upstairs.
"Wanna tell me what the actual hell happened?" I asked, while getting out a wash cloth.
"Funny story," he began.
"I bet." I chimed in, Rolling my eyes.
As I started to wipe the blood from his face, he told me everything.
"So you know, I went to find Chris. When I got there he was drinking a lot, so I cleaned up his mess and he just got up and started hitting me,"
"Out of nowhere?" I asked, to which he nodded.

"After he'd given me a thorough beating, I asked him what that was about." He paused for effect.
"Go on," I urged, throwing the bloody rag in the trash.

"He said he wanted me to take care of you." He finished.
"What?"
"He said he thought I was being an absolute dick-still does think that- to you. And that's why he did this." He explained.
"Oh...okay, well. Get in bed, or change or something. I'm gonna go grab an ice pack for your eye." I told him.
"Yes captain." He joked.
I tiptoed out of the room, sneaking past Susan and Chris's door. They were probably sleeping.
I went down to the freezer and pulled an ice pack out, running back up the stairs.
"Vick!"
I turned my head and saw Chris, peaking his head out the door like he always did. It was nearly dark and I couldn't really see him that well, but it was unmistakable that it was Chris.
"Yeah?"
He stepped out into the dark hallway and wrapped his arms around me.
"I'm sorry," he mumbled.
"It's okay. He's fine, and I'm fine." I assured him.
"Good." He whispered, still embracing me.

"You going to sleep?" I asked him.
"Yeah I suppose."
"Alright. Well goodnight Chrispy." I smiled, happy that he'd apologized.
"Night shorty."
I reached up to mess up his hair, but my hand recoiled when I couldn't find the long curls.
Chris chuckled.
"Tell me you've got your hair tied back," I said quietly.
I grabbed his hand and dragged him down stairs into the kitchen where there was light.
"Christopher! What the hell!?"
"Whaaat? Don't like it?" He smirked.
"I'm dreaming. Ok goodnight." I said, turning around.
"Oh cmon you love it!" He teased, turning me around and making me look at him.

"I'm gonna go to sleep now," I said again.
"Can't avoid me forever." He sung, following me up the stairs.
"Wanna bet?"
"No ma'am."
"Thought so. Night Chrispy."
"Goodnight again." He laughed, closing his door again.

Eddie was already asleep by the time I got back, so I just set the ice pack on the nightstand and got into the bed as well. I didn't take that long did I?

I KNOWW I'm totally off on the years. If I recall, he chopped off the hair around '94? Anyway, yeah. Enjoy💖💖