You Are My Sunshine

You Are My Sunshine

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This isn't one of those lame "y/n" POV stories. I feel like nobody that reads those mentally puts their first name in place of the "y/n", they just read it as "your name", and it irritates me, so here's a normal story for all the Eddie Munsun sluts out there. **WARNING** THIS WATTPAD WILL CONTAIN STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, MENTIONS OF DRUG ABUSE, PHYSICAL ABUSE, AND SEXUAL TRAUMA, ALSO 18+ CONTENT BITCHES SO GET YOUR 13 YEAR OLD SELF OUT OF HERE. Okay, now that the warning label is over, I'm going to say first and foremost that I have no clue how this is going to go. Nobody has ever read any of my pieces, and I've written four books, if that tell you anything. I'm not going to claim that my writing is for everyone, because a lot of people may not like it. I'm only writing this because I'm feeling ambitious, and because I, myself, have found myself falling under the lovely Joseph Quinn's spell. This probably won't get any reads, but here's to hoping. Cheers, mates.
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"I've been... seeing things." Eddie's eyes immediately brightened, and he turned to look at you slowly. "What kind of things?" His face was stern, and you saw him swallow harshly. You gulped, trying to explain to him the imagery that appeared then disappeared almost immediately. "It's like... it started with my dads blood on my hands, and then just now I saw a grandfather clock-" "God damn it! Jesus H Christ!" He kicked over the garbage can you stood next to. "How many times have you seen it?" He didn't turn to look at you. "What? How did you-" "How many times have you seen the god damn clock?!" He spun around to grab your shoulders. You could see tears welling up behind his eyelashes. Why was he crying? "Just once." He pulled you into his chest, wrapping one arm around your waist and cradling the back of your head in his other. "Okay, okay. This is fine. We still have time to, uh..." he trailed off, removing his hand from your head to wipe his face. "We can fix this. We can save you." *********************** She/her pronouns. Descriptive smut scenes, read at your own risk 😂 I'll probably write a prequel to explain everything beforehand, I know this is a bit of a cold opening. Steve is back in your grade, so he's just a year younger. I do not own the rights to any of the characters, dialogue, or settings. #1 in ynfanfiction 2023 Total word count: 136,178-ish

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