Confronting

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Eddie yawned, stretching out on the couch, rubbing his eyes. Eddie smacked his lips, trying to go back to sleep. Venom had other plans for Eddie, and it involved making tatter tots. "Eddie, we are hungry." Venom said, gently shaking his arm. Eddie groaned, tugging his arm away from Venom. "No, let me sleep." He growled, burying his head into the cushion. Venom frowned. "Eddie, we are hungry." "No, we're not." Eddie yawned, getting comfortable. "Eddie..." Venom started to poke Eddie in his stomach, using the sharp end of his claw. "Eddie...Eddie...Eddie..." "No, Venom!" Eddie screamed, rolling his stomach against the cushion, shielding himself. "Eddie, I will eat your insides if you don't feed us." Venom warned, getting impatient. "Gurgh! Go ask (Y/n) to do it!" Eddie yelled, muffling his voice into the couch. "She is gone, Eddie." Eddie shot up, looking around the couch, having all the blood rush to his head. "What? When did she leave?" He asked, scratching his neck. "A while ago, I let you sleep, now you let us eat." Eddie glared at him and slapped his face with his palm, shaking his head. "Fine!" Venom smiled, and Eddie sat up, fixing his hair. "Damn...I was laying weird." He groaned, cracking his neck. "Less talking more making food!" Eddie eye balled him and exhaled. "Yes, yes, I know..." He stood up and stretched out. Venom growled, jabbing Eddie in the gut. "Ow!" Eddie yelped, holding his stomach. "You're making us wait on purpose!" Venom growled, barring his fangs. Eddie smirked, feeling satisfied with torturing Venom. "Fine, fine." Eddie walked over to the microwave and popped some tatter tots in it. "Yes!" Venom beamed with joy, watching the golden treats swirl around on the plate. Eddie moaned, rolling his neck on an axis. "Man...my neck hurts." He complained. Venom watched the numbers on the microwave count down, as he grew less patient. "Eddie, when will it stop?" "In thirty more seconds, learn to be patient." Eddie grumbled. "Shut up!" Venom snapped. Venom relaxed and saw Eddie's phone out of the corner of his eye. Venom turned his head to Eddie's phone and Eddie rubbed his neck, turning to what Venom was staring at. "She has not texted us." Venom stated, feeling a bit worried. "She probably fell asleep, don't worry so much." Eddie said, putting on a brave face for Venom. Venom snickered and turned back to the microwave. "You can't fool me, you are worried for her." "Shut up! You're the one who mentioned her first!" Eddie shot back. "Ugh...shut up..." Venom groaned, waiting for his tatter tots. Eddie growled and picked up his phone. "Maybe I should make sure she's ok..." Venom shrugged and sighed, waiting for what seemed like forever. "These microwaves take forever!" Venom whined, waiting. Venom paused, feeling something bubbling inside of him. "You like her, don't you?" Venom suddenly asked Eddie, causing him to break out in goosebumps. Eddie rubbed his neck, while looking away from Venom. "Well...she's a good friend..." Eddie trailed off, not really being able to come up with words for you. The microwave stopped, blaring the alarm. Venom grinned, forgetting all about you. "Finally!" He tore it open, not even taking the tatter tots out, and dove into it. Venom was devouring them like an animal, causing bits and crumbs to fly everywhere. "Venom!" Eddie sighed, pulling the plate out. Venom followed the plate as Eddie set it down, making a trail of crumbs leading out of the microwave. Eddie rolled his eyes and looked back at the texting screen, with your name above it. Venom chewed on a tatter tot and crept up to Eddie. "Should we?" He asked. Eddie shook his head, setting his phone down. "No, let's leave her alone." Eddie grabbed the plate of tatter tots and walked to the couch, sitting down. "Eddie..." Venom suddenly turned his attention to the door, shooting back into Eddie's body. "Huh?" <Don't open the door.> The doorbell rang, and Eddie got up, while Venom couldn't believe himself. <Fool.> <Shut up.> Eddie opened the door and a man in a black suit crossed his arms, scanning over Eddie. His brown hair was slicked back, with a glossy shine from the hair gel. He wore jet black lens glasses that could only be seen through one way. "Mr. Brock?" Eddie leaned on the door, puzzled. "Is that a question?" Eddie challenged. "I suppose it's not, that is if I'm correct." The man stated, fixing his glasses. <I don't like this guy Eddie.> <Hush.> "What do you need?" Eddie asked, looking at the man for weapons. The man snickered and slicked his hair back. "Ah, yes, why am I here? Well, I would like to ask you some questions, if that's alright with you." The man said, smiling. <No.> "Sure, what do you want?" Eddie asked, getting on his guard. "You see, I saw a girl leave this building, not to long ago. I didn't quite catch her name, but with my intel, I'm sure I know it. In any case, Mr. Brock, do you know the girl who was at your house today?" Eddie held his tongue and stood up straight, crossing his arms. <Bastard! He's after (Y/n)!> Venom hissed. <Shut it!> "What would you like to know?" Eddie challenged. The man softly chuckled and adjusted his tie. "Hehehe...Mr. Brock, I don't believe you know what you're dealing with." He said, in a calm voice. "I think I do. Now why don't you leave?" The man sighed and shook his head. "Mr. Brock, please don't make this difficult. Do you know her or not?" "What difference does it make if I do?" Eddie growled, barring his teeth. "There's no reason to get upset Mr. Brock." The man calmly spoke. <Upset!? Does he not know who we are!? Let's kill him Eddie!> <No! Let me handle this!> Eddie growled and held his head. The man raised his eyebrow at Eddie's behavior, as Eddie started to mutter to himself. <The last time I let you handle something, you almost got us both killed!> <I could say the same thing, Venom!> Eddie shivered and growled. "Not now..." He whispered. "Ehem! Mr. Brock!" The man cleared his throat, causing Eddie to break out of his state and shake his head. "Yes, what?" "Do you know her? All I need is a yes or no." Venom growled and pounded Eddie's fist into the wall, cracking it. <Venom!> The man peeked around the corner, seeing the enormous hole in the wall. Eddie grew pale, nervously laughing. "I guess I don't realize my own strength!" The man sighed, standing straight up and brushing his shoulder off. "Mr. Brock, you're making this harder than it has to be." "Tell me why you want to know and then I might consider it." Eddie said, managing to yank his hand out of the wall. Venom growled, and Eddie moaned. "All I can tell you is my boss would like to meet her, nothing more." He explained. "Who's your boss?" Eddie asked. "That confidential." <Confidential my ass! Let's make him talk, Eddie!> Eddie held his face and sighed. "Sir, I don't want to answer anything that could put my friend at risk." The man smirked, holding his chin. "Oh? So, she's a friend of yours?" Eddie shot his head up, his eyes growing small. His stomach jumped, coiling knots around his insides. (Oh, shit!) "So, you know her then?" The man pressed on. <Eddie!> Venom yelled. <Well if you weren't yelling in my head half the time, maybe I would have a clear mind to talk!> "What do you want with her?" Eddie growled, getting irritated. "Oh, I don't want anything with her, it's my boss that wants her." Eddie crossed his arms, veins popping out of his skin. <This guy is nothing but bad news.> Eddie thought. <Agreed, we need to do something and fast.> Venom suggested. <What we should do is make this guy talk, mostly because this fucker won't tell me a god damn thing!> Eddie roared. <Then let us take care of him and make him talk!> Venom grinned, getting anxious. <Not so fast, I'll try and wheedle it out of him first.> "Why do you want her and why is your boss looking for her?" "I can't tell you that, not even I know. What I have told you is all I know, that is all my boss shared with me." The man lied. "Bullshit! Men like you don't take orders without knowing what you're doing!" Eddie yelled. "I fail to see how you think that." Eddie brushed his hair back and scoffed. "You know why you want her, you're just not telling me." Eddie grinned. Suddenly, a beeping sound from the man's watch caught Eddie's attention. The man pulled his sleeve back, looking at his watch. "Oh, would you look at that? I must be on my way now, have a nice day Mr. Brock." The man grinned, pushing his sleeve down and leaving Eddie. "No! You asshole!" Eddie grinded through his teeth, stopping himself from running after him. <Eddie, now we should text (Y/n).> Venom said. "Yeah, with dicks like him walking around, I don't want to know why they want her." <We can only guess they are after me.> Venom said. "Most likely." Eddie said, shutting the door.

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