(A/N: I've been severely lacking the motivation to continue this fanfic. I hope to return soon to finish writing the ideas that I have left very soon. I guess this could be considered a hiatus. Sorry if this chapter doesn't sound too good.)
"It will hurt for a second." Eddie injected you with a anesthetic. Surprisingly, after the whole asylum went to chaos, he managed to find very few of syringes filled with the substance, ready to be used that was founded in the medical bay not far.
You never were a fan of getting needles stuck into you. But you were prepared as Eddie cleaned around you wound.
"Now hold still, Darling." Eddie said as he drove the needle slightly deeper into your arm.
You winced as the sharpness of the needle slowly went into your skin. At least it felt like a few seconds with injecting the anesthetic.
Here came the best part...
"I certainly hope you don't faint." Eddie took out a small package that contained a suture, gauze pads, and rubbing alcohol.
You looked away from the wound, not feeling prepared at all. You never had stitches done in your life and which you could feel your heart racing and your hands sweaty. And then you felt something press into your arm. 'That didn't feel too bad.' You thought.
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"What brought you here to this place?" Eddie asked.
"I was walking home with my dog and I guess they saw something nearby and they ran away from me. I chased after them, but I could hear barking coming from outside of this place. I haven't seen them since."
"What was their name?" He asked.
"(Dog's name)."
"(D/N) sounds like a wonderful name." He smiled as his eyes went back to sewing.
"What about you. What brought you here?" You wanted to also ask why was he wearing a grooms outfit in a rundown asylum, but it would seem a bit weird to ask.
He lifted his head once more. "Just personal stuff, love."
'Personal? Weird answer to give. Maybe he was admitted.' You guessed.
You kept your eyes away from the wound that was being stitched up to keep yourself from either throwing up or passing out.
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Eddie applied the gauze wrap and then clips to keep the bandage wrap from loosening.
"It's all done." He smiled.
You finally turned your head to your bandaged arm. "Thank you."
"Anything for you." He stood up. "You must be starving after all the running around you've been through. I'll go find something for you. I'll be back." He made his way to the door. "You may explore around here if you'd like."
You were left all alone for a while. So, you decided to explore around the area of the asylum.
There wasn't much to see. Nothing but a bunch of old sewing machines and corpses that smelled horrible. However, you found some of Eddie's sketches and some of the dresses he's made, you were impressed.
"Darling! I've returned!" You heard his voice echoing.
You made your way back to him. He gave you a can of food and sat down with you.
"I saw some of your works." You said as you began to eat. "They're really nice. Who taught you?"
"My mother when I was much younger. She taught me as much as she could. I think I was doing it for more than 30 years."
"Is she still alive?"
Eddie didn't reply. A slight frown appeared on his face.
"Oh." Your voice trailed off. "I'm sorry about her. I think she's proud of you."
"How so?" Eddie lift his head.
"Well," You sat the empty down. "you told me you had been sewing for a long time, and maybe she wanted you to keep doing what she wanted you to do, sew. And maybe she could tell that you improved on your sewing skills."
"She must be." A smile appeared. "Thank you, (Y/N), darling."
You returned a smile.
"You must also be tired. I know a place where you can rest." He took your hand in his and walked you into a different room that almost looked like a normal bedroom.
"Let me know if you need anything. I'll be in another room working on a dress." He gently kissed the top of your hand.
You nodded. "Thank you." Your cheeks were slightly pink.
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A few hours passed and the door to the bedroom creaked open. Eddie came in to check on things and walked towards your sleeping body and planted a kiss on your forehead.
"Good night, darling." He cooed.
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Outlast - Eddie Gluskin Oneshots (COMPLETED)
RomanceThis book began on 7/5/2019 Completed on 10/20/2020