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Edit of Eddie: pitifulbaby

Chapters: Masterlist (Go here to see list of chapters, plotline and general warnings.)

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Tropes: Enemies to Lovers, Non-Traditional Omegaverse, Slow burn, Modern!AU, Mechanic!Eddie

⚠️18+: PINING, LOTS OF IT. Sexual tension, drinking, drinking game, sexual talk

wc: 8.2K

A/N: i can't apologize enough for taking so long. So much happened last month, and I realized I am not capable of having two jobs.

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CHAPTER 15

“So? You and Nance? Are you guys official or?”

You took a bite out of your sandwich, as you and Robin sat in your office’s cafeteria. All your coworkers were chatting away, laughing, some stressed while still making phone calls, but those were departments you would never think of doing yourself in your life. Sales. Recruiting. You’re glad you have the editor job because the work pressure is not huge, but it is very important and has to be done perfectly.

“I mean it’s been, what, a month? I still think it’s too soon…” Robin sighed as she took a bite out of her pasta. You gulped your food down, taking a long sip of your diet coke, looking at your best friend who had a sad look on her face.

“But you guys are exclusive to each other already.” You commented because that’s what she had indeed told you two weeks ago. She told you that Nance and her, established that they are only hooking up with each other, no one else.

“Yeah I know, but we’re just having sex, and it’s fun!” You could see the forced smile on your friend’s face and you giggled as she sighed in defeat, slumping back down on her seat.

“Yeah, but you don’t want just the fun Robs. What are you afraid of?” And Robin kept her gaze on her plate, twirling the pasta on the plastic below, not lifting it up to take a bite. You knew why she was scared, she didn’t really need to tell you.

“It started like that with Vickie. What if it happens again? What if I… misinterpret things? Again?” You sighed at that, reaching out to hold her hand in yours in a reassuring manner.

“I can tell that you are not Robs… Nance gets all giggly when you kiss her cheek… I think she is waiting for you to make the move.” At your words, Robin just squeezed your hand with a small smile on her face. “It will be okay, I promise.”

“If I end up heartbroken, I’m coming for your ass.” You laughed as you let go of her hand, resting back in your chair.

“You won’t. And you have to remember, Eddie’s best friend’s with Nancy and–”

“And you talk to him almost every fucking day now, and so you have information.”

You frowned at that with a pout on your lip. Robin wasn’t saying that with venom. She was saying it to tease you really. She found it amusing how quickly you and Eddie turned your relationship from hate to almost an unbreakable friendship.

“I– We don’t talk every day.” And as if on cue, your phone vibrated, a small ting sound informing you that you had been sent something and Robin only rolled her eyes with a shake of her head. “It might be someone else.”

“Really? Open it.”

You winced at your best friend’s order. You knew it was him. You knew he was probably sending you an update on his employee Gareth and how he is freaking out because he thinks Jeff is flirting with him… when it’s all a made-up joke between Eddie and Jeff.

You told him many times to quit it, that Gareth would end up scarred because of it, but Eddie dismissed it because he pranked him once as well, never telling you with what. You assumed Eddie just made a fool out of himself, that’s why he promised to never say a word to you about that.

You slowly raised your phone and unblocked to see Eddie’s message pop up. You took a deep breath in, showing the screen to Robin, only for her to scoff and roll her eyes. You looked back at the screen and it was a message from him reminding you that he has to take a look at the oil tank of your car.

“It’s just about my car.” You excused yourself with that, even though you knew that you two don’t talk just about that. Yesterday he told you that his uncle managed to get up from bed after many days of being unable to do so. The other day you told him about a great orange deal you found around the corner of your apartment building.

But it’s just trivial stuff. They’re just friendly things… but you linger on his Instagram stories.

The ones where he takes in front of the mirror, the ones where he is showing something in his car shop, maybe a wrench, and you can see the inked forearm and hand, veins popping out. And you especially linger on those shirtless selfies he takes in his mirror or when he wears his overalls at his shop with Gareth and Jeff, the top never buttoned, his inked chest at full display.

He is handsome, that’s all there is to it. Your friend is handsome, and he probably takes those pictures to get women to like them so he can have the opportunity to message them and take them out. It’s just that. You have taken a few yourself to try to do the same with all hookups, and you met with Lara again, as well as Jeremy.

You weren’t really into it. You noticed it since you broke up with Henry and divorced him, that something kind of changed. You felt pleasure, you certainly did… but you never felt complete. It was something you could hardly explain, but you shrugged it off as a weird feeling and that’s it. You loved sex with Billy, but it was because you liked Billy mostly.

Physically? You were never full.

“Right, whatever. So, today Friday, still on to go to Eddie’s?” Robin said as she took a bite out of her pasta and you nodded at that, replying back to Eddie that you can take the car on Monday for the check-up. It would be the first time you would see Eddie’s home. He told you he lives right above the shop, and it’s kind of like a loft.

His shop is wide, so you can guess just how big it is. But you can sort of imagine how it looks, and it filled you with some kind of excitement that was weird to explain. Maybe you just wanted to know more about your friend; knowing his house was the next step.

“Yeah, is everyone else going too?” You put the phone down and wiggled your eyebrows at your best friend. She bit her bottom lip with a smile on her face and shook her head.

“Yes, Nance is also going.” You giggled at her face becoming red and you looked up to see the TV above, a commercial popping up that made your smile drop completely. Robin frowned and turned around to look at what you were seeing.

Billy Hargrove announcing a GUCCI perfume.

“Guess he got signed to another publicity company.” You murmured and looked back down. In all honesty, you had moved on from Billy and your friends helped a lot with that. They took you out and the hookups you had also made everything go a little bit smoother, and it’s not like you forgot and were done with… the strong feeling of love never got to build.

Your dislike for him only grew when he was interviewed about betas, same-sex marriage, and adoption, and he said he was all for it, with a smile on his face. It made you mad, it made you feel disgusted that you had a relationship with someone like that. That also helped to destroy that yearning you still had for him, it immediately disappeared just like magic.

“Not our problem anymore, nor yours.” And you knew Robin was trying to cheer you up, but because if Billy’s real personality came out into the light, your company would be targeted, you would all have to make a statement that as soon as you found out his ideals, you dropped him and the contract.

“I know… Okay, what do I have to bring today?”

You didn’t dress much, just some black pants, a white blouse, a little flowy, hem tucked in your pants, you arrived at Eddie’s shop with Robin and Steve, you being the designated driver of the night if it decides to head into a drunken one.

“The stairs are on the back.” Steve said and guided you both around the shop, your coat keeping you warm in the cold night as Robin rambled about the game she brought for the night. She has been here before, you being the only one in the group to actually see his place for the very first time.

Steve walked up the stairs, which was one flight and you could see the window of his office, and then up another flight of stairs, the metal clinking under your boots at each step you took, and Steve entered a small entryway, very small, like a cove, his feet standing over a mat.

You blinked in awe at how big his fucking home is. You always thought that this was kind of like a warehouse attic, but no. It had always been his home. Windows were all around and you are just now realizing all the warm lights that lit the inside. Steve knocked on the door and you gripped the beer pack in your hands. You heard murmuring on the other side and then loud boots echoing as they approached the door.

The door swung open to reveal Eddie, burgundy t-shirt on, almost tight to the body, inked arms on display, as well as tattoos that littered around his neck. His hair was in a low bun, stubble on his chin, and you kind of felt your breath hitch in your throat. You were looking at him over Steve’s shoulder, and Eddie’s eyes landed on yours, and for a second you felt a shiver run down your spine, something that has been happening a lot recently… more than you liked.

“Welcome to my coven.” And just like that he moved to the side to let you all in, the warmth of his place invading the three of you, a sigh of relief coming out of each of your lips and you already wanted to take your coat off. You looked around and… it was certainly an industrial loft like you see in those New York movies. Brick walls, the kitchen on a corner, a wide living room, a black leather couch with a coffee table in the middle, and a wider 55” TV in front.

You also spotted a lot of 80’s rock posters that were put into frames, making them more stylish. An electric guitar next to the TV was standing there, an amp right next to it. You spotted a library as well, and you will snoop into it later just like he did back at your own place. Then you saw the door that was a bit opened, and it was a very nice full bathroom.

And on the other side, you saw some stairs leading up to another part of the home, and you could guess his bedroom was up there. He lived in a better place than you, and… his style was impeccable, so of course that was the first thing you blurted out.

“Holy shit, I really thought this would be a mess knowing you.” And you now noticed thanks to their laughter that Robin, Nancy, Jonathan, and Argyle were all sitting on the couch and on top of the wide black fluffy rug below, their drinks sitting on the coffee table that’s in the middle.

“Yeah well, it was. Everything was so mismatched.” Nancy replied and then Steve snorted behind you as he walked towards the kitchen to put the snacks on the island counter and you followed to place the six-pack on the black marble.

“I helped too… This guy has no taste in interior design.” He said and you laughed loudly at that, nodding.

“Now, that makes so much more sense.” “You all fuckers know I’m here, right?” You heard Eddie right behind you, a shiver all over your nape at how low the voice sounded to your ears. Was it always that low? You giggled to hide the nerves and the knots appearing in your stomach, taking your coat off and turning around to face him, handing the fabric to him.

“Oh, I do know. What of it?” And Eddie rolled his eyes at you, snatching the coat off your hand to then turn and see Robin and Steve handing theirs to him with smirks on their face. “You know where to put them.” He said it with anger, yet he grabbed their jackets and went to hang them on his coat rack. You ripped your eyes away from his waist, which caught your attention by the movement and the jingle of his metal belt. You turned to start opening up your six-pack, taking the coronas out, grabbing one for yourself, only for it to be snatched by a ringed and tattooed hand.

“Hey!” You were about to turn your head only for lips to slam against your cheek. Your body heated up by a hundred, to a temperature you haven’t felt in a while. You looked to your side and Eddie was intensely looking at you, and your heart skipped a beat. A cheshire grin spread on his face as he straightened up again, opening the beer for himself.

“Thanks, Peach.” And just like that, Eddie walked away and towards the couch. You turned your head to look at Steve and Robin who were chatting away, putting snacks in bowls, not even noticing what had just happened.

Your heart was beating strongly, that much you knew, but Eddie was just a touchy person. You two are friends, that’s all you are. You sighed and grabbed another Corona, popping it open, before walking towards the circle of friends, sitting down on the rug next to Argyle, who had a goofy smile on his face as he bumped his shoulder against yours.

“So, how is my brochacha doing?” You smiled at your sweet friend, pressing a hand on his shoulder.

“I am doing good. How about you, my long-haired adonis?”

“Hey!” You turned your head to see Eddie with a frown on his face and his hands up. You rolled your eyes at him, ran a hand through Argyle’s hair, and showed the ends to the other long-haired man in the room.

“This? Is taking care of the hair. You on the other hand have a rat’s nest.” And at your words, everyone almost spat anything that they were drinking, except for Eddie who simply squinted at you with fiery eyes.

“I have curly hair, not silky one.” And Argyle threw his hair over his shoulder in a diva manner.

“I am the long-haired Adonis. Deal with it.” Eddie rolled his eyes at his friend but still chuckled loudly as he took a sip of his drink. Steve and Robin soon joined in, Robin sitting on a bean bag chair while Steve sat next to Jonathan, giving his boyfriend a smooch on the cheek in greeting. Your lip twitched upwards at the sight and then your eyes went towards Robin who was smiling while looking at Nancy who was blushing behind her glass.

That leaves three single people in the room. And to think you weren’t one of those a month ago, and now you are glad you are not anymore. Not with the wrong person. You took a long sip of your beer as your heart clouded, mind reeling in memories that do no good. Not now.

A pair of brown eyes were looking at you and he straightened up, clearing his throat in a loud manner to make everyone, including you, look at him. Eddie looked at Robin, pointing at her.

“You said you bought a new drinking game.” He suddenly spat and Robin squealed, and she groaned when she realized she left her purse on the kitchen counter, getting ready to push herself up, but Nancy straightened up and stood up from the couch.

“I’ll get it!” She said contently and walked to the kitchen island to fetch Robin’s purse and you noticed how fondly your best friend was looking at the bright-eyed girl as she approached the group again and handed the purse to Robin.

“Thank you, baby.” And everyone in the room stilled. Nancy grew red, and Robin became mars. They were both stuttering and shit. You looked at Eddie who also looked at you with the same alarmed look on his face and you knew that he knew the situation of their relationship.

You took a quick sip of your beer and then you pretended to choke, coughing uncontrollably and aggressively, making everyone turn their heads to look at you. Argyle perked up and started patting your back with a little bit of force to try to help you cough it all out.

“You okay my friend?” He asked and you nodded, clearing your throat and doing a few more little coughs for good measure.

“Yep, yeah, it just– went through the wrong pipe.” You cleared your throat and Eddie was already putting on music on his phone and towards the speaker. Soon enough, Bad Bunny filled the room and you frowned at the choice and looked at Eddie who was red with embarrassment.

“Since when do you listen to… latin music?” Jonathan spoke this time and Eddie stuttered for a bit, a snort threatening to leave your nose and mouth. You had to stay strong, you had to hold it in.

“I uh… I am trying to expand– my music taste.”

And your snort was what did it. Everyone just started cracking up at the whole chaotic situation. Nancy was still blushing though giggles escaped her lips as she sat back down next to Eddie. Robin shot you an appreciative look through her laughter and you saw Nancy bumping Eddie’s shoulder with hers.

“Okay, okay… shut up!” Robin finally yelled and she took a deck of cards from her purse. “Here is my new game. It’s called ‘Everyone drinks’ and it’s just, grab a card and do what it says in there. Simple.”

“Really? That simple?” Steve asked skeptically and Robin nodded with a mischievous look on her face as she opened the deck and placed it in the middle of the table.

“You start Dingus.” She said with a triumphant look on her face and Steve rolled his eyes and leaned to grab a card and read it. His eyes widened and he looked at Robin and then at the card again.

“Yeah, no. I’m not doing this–”

“Read it out loud babe. What is it?” Steve gulped as he looked at Jonathan and then back down at the card.

“Using your mouth, put a condom on a person’s thumb. Not doing so equals… Six sips of your drink.”

You all started laughing at the dare and soon came to realize that… if you do not complete the dare, you have a punishment. Oh… this was going to be bad. Jonathan was belly laughing real loud as he looked at his boyfriend.

“Seriously Stevie? Are you telling me you’re embarrassed to do that when you do it to–”

“NOBODY needs to know that.” And Steve grabbed his solo cup and started taking the sips mentioned, making everyone giggle and laugh at the situation. Robin sniffled and wiped the tears that slipped out of her eyes as she pointed at Jonathan to keep going. He laughed and leaned forward to take another card out, reading it first and laughing before saying it out loud.

“Everyone that had sex while drunk, drink four sips.” Everyone in the circle did an ‘Oh’ in understanding. It wasn’t just individual dares, they were also group questions. Everyone drank the sips except for Robin and Argyle, making the rest of you frown in question. Robin you knew she didn’t like that, but Argyle–

“I always get high, that? I do. Drunk? Never.” He smiled as he finger-gunned Robin who was on the other side of the table and she winked at him. Eddie rolled his eyes and smirked as he pointed his bottle at Argyle.

“Your turn Adonis.” And you shot a glare towards him, knowing he was making fun of you, but you felt yourself gulp when he was already smirking at you and sent a wink your way. Your attention was ripped away from him when Argyle leaned forward and took a card out.

“The last person who had sex takes three sips.” He looked at Robin for instructions and she nodded at him and straightened up.

“Now we go one by one saying when was the last time we all had sex. The most recent one drinks.” She looked at you now and you frowned in thought, blinking a few times before speaking.

“A week ago.” You looked to your right so you could look at Nance, and you also caught the intense brown eyes looking at you but paid them no mind, acting as if you didn’t feel them at all. Nancy was a blushing mess as she looked at Robin and then back down at her cup.

“Two… days ago.” Steve whistled at that and Robin threw a cushion up his head, making Nancy giggle as she looked at Eddie. He was looking at the ceiling, trying to think and he was scrunching up his eyes in order to remember correctly.

“Four days ago.” That surprised you, but why should it? He is handsome and well, it’s obvious he has hookups. Those semi-naked stories on Instagram are for someone… or many? You gulped as you shook those thoughts away trying not to think about how much your friend fucks per week. None of your business.

“Um… Two days ago as well.” Robin answered to Eddie’s stare and Steve whistled again, earning a punch on the shoulder by Robin and he yelled a little ‘ow’ as an answer while rubbing the place she hit.

“What a cunt… Three days ago.” Eddie let out a small whistle too and Steve only rolled his eyes at him while Jonathan chuckled.

“Same I guess.” And then you all looked at Argyle who seemed to realize that it was his turn, giving a little jump in his place. “Oh, today!” He said with a smile and all the people in the room almost stood up with surprised looks on their faces.

“What!? With who!? Spill it!” You yelled at him and he raised his hands in innocence while looking at you in a panic.

“With Eden! The girl I matched on Tinder! She is– Oh god guys, she is so perfect… We got high, I made some pizza and– perfect date.” Okay, maybe it’s just you and Eddie the only single people in this circle. You gave Argyle a pat on the shoulder with a smile on your face.

“Good job.” He giggles at you like a little kid and motions for you to pick a card. There was a fun nervous knot in your belly as you smiled, reaching over and grabbing a card out of the pile. You read it first and your eyes widened a little in surprise but the smile didn’t leave your lips.

“Say what you like to do the most during sex, or take a shot.” Everyone in the circle let out a synchronized ‘Ooooh’, making you snort a little as you go into thought. There were many things you liked during sex, but you had to pick one. You had soft ones, mild ones… and rough ones.

“How much thought you gotta put into this?” Steve chuckled at your indecision and you shot him a glare and straightened up with a triumphant smile on your lips, deciding on one thing.

“Okay, well… I like to ride.” And Eddie instantly spat what he was drinking and Steve laughed loudly as the rest stared at them with wide eyes. Did you say something funny?

“Fuck– Sorry, didn’t expect you to say that.” Eddie commented as he cleared his throat looking back at you. Your eyes squinted at him, licking the inside of your cheek.

“And what did you expect me to say?”

“Hell if I know, just not that.” Eddie finished, taking a long sip of his beer as Jonathan raised his hand up to talk.

“I didn’t expect it either, to be honest.” You rolled your eyes, not really understanding what they thought of you. It’s not common for women to take initiative, that’s true, but it’s a position that… became your favorite the past year. Be it with a dick or a strap-on, it was the only way to feel, or pretend to feel, full.

“Okay, my turn.” Nancy smiled as she reached over to take a card from the pile, and Eddie looked over her shoulder to look at it as Nancy’s smile slowly fell. Eddie snorted, eyes widening as he covered his mouth with his hand, trying to stifle his laughs. Nancy shot him a glare before hitting his shoulder. “Shut up!”

“I’m– this is great.” He only mumbled as he shook his head with a smile on his face and Steve motioned Nancy to continue.

“What does the card say Nance?” She straightened up and cleared her throat as she looked down at the card.

“Sit on a person’s lap for a whole round. In not doing so, you will have to take two shots.” You stifled your own laugh now as you looked down but you could hear everyone else snorting softly and clearing their throats.

Robin though, simply straightened up and you looked up to see her patting her knee. Despite the nervousness, you could clearly see in your friend’s features, she was making moves, and you were proud that Robin was finally feeling a bit more confident in trusting Nancy. Her face was bright red and it worsened when Nancy stood up from her place and walked towards her, falling on her lap, making the bean bag chair sink even farther than before.

“Cozy?” Argyle asked and you snorted but still elbowed him on the arm, making him laugh, and clearing his throat.

You looked at Eddie who was smiling as Robin whispered something to Nancy, making her relax and giggle as Robin’s arms were around her, one hand resting on her knee, and the other arm around her waist. You felt your heart do some kind of little jump at how supportive he was of Nance, just like you were with your Robs.

“C’mon Eddie, stop laughing and pick a card.” Robin spat at him and he rolled his eyes at her, flipping her the middle finger before reaching out to pick a card out of the deck. For the second time in the night, Eddie Munson spat a bit of his beer as he choked on the liquid.

“Sh-Shit.” Eddie coughed a few times as everyone looked at him completely startled.

“The fuck does that card say?” Steve asked with curiosity. Eddie blinked a few times and you could see he was trying to come up with a fake sentence, stuttering as he read the card, so you pointed at him.

“He is going to lie!” And at your warning yell, Nancy reached out and snatched the card away to look at it. Eddie cursed under his breath as he sighed, scratching the back of his head.

“It’s not even that bad.” Nancy explained with a pout and Jonathan nodded at her with a confused frown on his face.

“Read it Nance.”

“Name your favorite sex position.” And at Nancy’s words, Steve let out the biggest laugh you’ve heard in the night. You frowned as you looked at Argyle for answers but he just shrugged at you with the same confused look and then you all turned to Eddie who was fuming, looking at Steve who was talking in between his chuckles.

“I know it. I’m sorry it’s just–” and Eddie stopped him.

“A fucking coincidence. It’s all it is, goddamnit.” And it seems Jonathan’s head clicked because he let out a loud ‘Ooooh’ and then started chuckling into his hand as he took a sip of his drink, making you even more confused than before.

“What’s a coincidence?” You asked and then Nancy started laughing as well, already angering you that everyone was putting a puzzle together in their heads while you were yet to understand anything that was going on.

“C’mon Eds. What’s your favorite sex position?” She insisted and Eddie’s eyes clenched tightly and then sighed, looking at Steve with pure hatred in his eyes.

“Cowgirl.”

Huh? That’s it? That’s not—

“Oh.”

Silence. Absolute silence. Your face started to heat up, slowly, as well as your entire body because– fuck, the images. You can’t imagine that. Not with Eddie. He is just a friend who helped you through your breakup. So you two share the same sex position, what’s the big deal?

“Damn, I love it too man, but reverse cowgirl is where it’s at.” Argyle commented, finally breaking the silence and you couldn’t hold it in, snorting out a laugh. Brown eyes were staring at you, bewildered, but a smile started creeping on his face and soon he was laughing alongside you.

“You know what’s funny?” Eddie called out to you and you opened your eyes to look at him, a mischievous smile on his face as he leaned towards you, making you lean and tilt your head to look at him. You were sitting after all, and you weren’t even close to eachother, yet, you could smell his cologne, like a fire spreading all over your body.

“What’s that Munson?” You replied with a sly smirk, which Eddie enjoyed as he pointed at Steve.

“He likes cowgirl too… and he likes to be one.” Jonathan spat everything that was in his mouth, cracking up loudly and shaking his head, while Steve turned three shades of red, grabbing onto a Dorito and throwing it in Eddie’s way.

“I’m going to fucking kill you after this.” Steve grumbled under his breath as he took a sip out of his beer and looked at Robin to continue the game while Jonathan tried to regain his breath next to his boyfriend. Argyle was patting his back, holding back the laughter while your shoulders shook, keeping the snorts in.

You looked up in order to see Robin asking Nancy to grab a card for her since she couldn’t move, but you noticed in your peripheral vision, a pair of dark eyes looking at you, almost boring into your skull. You turned your head to see Eddie moving to sit on the floor as well now, next to you.

“May I help you Munson?”

“Wanted to sit like the peasants.” He replied with a smirk, taking a sip of his beer and you raised an eyebrow at him, bumping his shoulder with yours.

“Aw, did you feel a little bit lonely on the couch?” You giggled as you fixed your hair, pushing a strand behind your ear. “Needed some company?”

And Eddie stared at you, an eyebrow raised up, almost as if testing you. You felt everything stop for a second, and that stupid knot in your belly turned again, bothering you once more. It was as if… you were nervous. Or anxious? But even so, you can’t pull your eyes away from him at all, and they widen as a smirk forms on his lips, leaning close to you, and a voice you never heard before coming from him. Low, only for you to hear.

“You offerin’ Peach?”

What?

“Everyone that ever cheated, takes two sips!” Robin’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts. Eddie was looking at Robin with a roll of his eyes, and your best friend clapped in excitement that no one in the room cheated before with any partner.

But– What? Did Eddie just– No… He didn’t. He was just teasing, like a friendly banter. Fake flirting and all that. This is what it was, wasn’t it? You are definitely overthinking. Yet– why the fuck did you like it?

You took a long sip of your beer and noticed it was already empty. Soon, you all had your second drink of the night and the dares and truths kept coming, making everything enjoyable and fun.

Steve gave you a peck on the lips because his card said to kiss the opposite sex or he takes a shot, and he wasn’t going to risk his head with either Robin or Nancy.

Jonathan took a shot because he preferred to not do the dare he got. He disliked the idea of having to take a body shot out of someone’s belly button, even if it were Steve’s. In Jonathan’s words, you never know what goes in there, and you honestly agree with it.

Argyle probably got the funniest of them all.

“C’mon Brochacho, get up!” Eddie was whining next to you, shaking his head and you were laughing as you patted his shoulder.

“You just have to stay still, Eds.” And he only shot a glare your way as he got up from the floor to walk towards Argyle who was jumping up and down in excitement with his phone in hand.

“I swear to god–”

“Yeah, right there’s perfect man.” Argyle pressed play on his phone and the music in the place changed to Everytime we Touch by Cascada and laughter was heard all over the room while Eddie groaned with a whine as he looked up at the ceiling, asking for mercy.

“I want to die.” You heard him talk but not a second later, Argyle started to seductively move around Eddie while the metalhead stayed still. Steve whistled through his cackles and tutted at Argyle’s movements.

“The card said ‘Use a person as your personal stripper pole or take three shots.’ and, as far as I know, you GRAB onto stripper poles!” You almost spat what you were drinking as Eddie’s eyes turned murderous, looking at his best friend, but Argyle wrapped his arms around Eddie and slowly started grinding down.

You were filming a story for Instagram, trying to contain your laughter as you saw Argyle dancing on a very scary Eddie Munson. Your cheeks were burning and aching from how much you were smiling, and everyone else was just clapping along to the music until Eddie had enough, raising his hands up.

“Okay, it’s done!” He yelled as he ran back next to you, plopping down on the rug, exhaling harshly, and shaking all of his limbs as if that would wipe his memory from what had just happened. The music turned back to a background volume and into an 80’s mix as Argyle sat back down on your left again.

“I do personal private dances for fifty.” And Jonathan laughed, taking a few sips of his Margarita. You were still giggling at the video you took, tagging everyone in it, ready to upload it. But a strong hot breath stopped you from pressing ‘post’, very close to your cheek, and it smelt like tobacco, beer, and firewood thanks to his cologne.

“Post that, and I wreck you.”

You clenched. Shit, that– He is just close, that’s all. For fuck sake, it’s just the cologne. You were always sensitive to smells and perfumes, and a good perfume on a man did wonders. You took a deep breath to calm yourself down before straightening up and turning your head to look at him. The knot in your stomach became painful when your nose touched his from how close he was.

His brown eyes were staring into yours, deeply, and if you were in a state of delusion, you would think he was showing interest in them. It just made your stomach turn, your heart jump out of your throat, and it made you– nervous. It’s just Eddie. He is messing with you. Totally fucking messing with you, because that’s just who Eddie is.

A ping was heard and Eddie’s eyes blinked in surprise, pulling away to take his phone out of his back pocket. His eyes widened, jaw dropped as he stared at the notification. His eyes slowly turned to look back at you, and all you had was an innocent smile on your face as you locked your phone again, putting it on the table.

“I’d like to see you try Munson.” And Eddie only stared at you as you reached out to get hold of a card. He hummed to himself as he looked back down at the notification of you tagging him in an Instagram story. You sat back down as you read the card for yourself, mouth dropping instantly as you cleared your throat, putting the card down.

“Um… Can I pick another one?” Everyone booed at you and you shook your head at them, feeling your entire burning a hundred degrees. “It’s just–”

You couldn’t even finish your words, the card being snatched away from your left hand in one move, draining all the blood from your body. Your stomach was flipping upside down as you saw Argyle’s smile widen as he read the card first.

“Kiss the first person on your right, on the lips, or finish your own drink and theirs.”

You would have done the latter, if it weren’t so much, because your bottle was halfway full, and Eddie had a brand new one open. Your heart was thumping wildly in your chest, but you didn’t know why you were caring so much. It’s not like it’s anything crazy, it’s just a kiss, and friends sometimes kiss for fun without it meaning anything at all… right?

“Jeez Peach, is my face that unpleasant?” You blinked, turning your head to see Eddie with a smirk on his face, making your face turn into a mocking one.

“Maybe it is Eddie.” You would have thought that his smirk would have fallen by now, but it remained, as well as his eyes staring right into yours. You felt a sharp pain right in your chest and you knew your nerves were getting the best of you now.

“It’s just a kiss!” Robin yelled from her chair and you glared at her as Nancy giggled on her lap. Your palms were sweating, fingertips tingling as you tried to gather up courage. You weren’t a fucking teenager, you were a grown woman, you shouldn’t be flustered by this. But Eddie is your friend now, it would be like–

“It’s either that, or you chug those two beers Peach.” Eddie was taunting you, the smirk still showing on his lips with that playful look in his eyes. His shoulder was brushing against yours as you both stared at one another. You gulped gently in order for him to not notice how nervous you felt, because you would be kissing your friend, and you really don’t want to make it weird.

But you really don’t want to chug those beers… And you can’t deny that there’s some curiosity inside of you. After all, the first time you saw Eddie you thought he was handsome. Probably even tried to flirt with him. With time, that attractiveness disappeared thanks to all the hate you felt for him and him for you… But what if it never truly disappeared? What if it was hidden?

He was sitting with his legs crossed, leaning back, using his hands and arms for support, your friends whistling for you to move and kiss him, to get over with it. And they’re right, you just have to do it and you can move on. There’s no meaning behind it. You just don’t want to do the stupid chugging. That’s all there is.

You don’t want him. You are just nervous because he is a friend and friends don’t normally do this. It can turn everything awkward so it’s normal to feel weird about doing it. But it is just a meaningless kiss. It really is just a small and boring kiss.

You leaned towards him and you couldn’t reach him. You would have to move your entire body to lean all the way to his face if he didn’t lean in to meet you halfway as well.

“Munson.” You gritted out through your teeth in annoyance. He just kept grinning at you, staying in his same spot, not moving a single inch towards you.

“You are the one that has to kiss me, Peach.” Your eye twitched at his cockiness. Is he the king of England? You heard Jonathan and Argyle chuckle at the situation and that only ignited the fires within you even more, the annoyance starting to boil in your chest. Eddie lost eye contact with you to laugh with them and your arm shot upwards.

Your hand gripped the back of his head, your nails digging into his scalp and holding him tightly there, forcing him to turn his head towards you. His eyes were wide and he looked like he wanted to say something, but you didn’t let him. No. He doesn’t get to be cocky and make you seem like a coward.

You pulled him towards you, and he winced when he almost lost his balance on his arms thanks to your force. His breath was close, his cologne was stronger, making you feel a little lightheaded, but in a good way. It means nothing. It means absolutely nothing, and nothing will change between the two of you.

Because you are friends now.

But you didn’t expect for his lips to be soft. You didn’t expect to feel your stomach exploding and your chest having a heave of relief. You didn’t expect to feel an electric current go from the top of your head to the sole of your feet. You didn’t expect it to feel good. You didn’t expect the intensity of it all by just this small kiss.

You can feel him taking a deep intake of breath through his nose as you two kissed, and you held in the need of moving your lips because, fuck, you really wanted to move your lips on his. You wanted to keep kissing him because it feels so good, he feels– perfect. It was a small and short kiss, but you made sure it was deep. You made sure to taste it accordingly.

And you pulled away with a smack of lips. Your eyes opened to find brown orbs looking at you with something you really could not decipher, but it made your whole body light on fire, almost as if you were about to combust. His eyes went back and forth on your eyes and then down to your lips, to your now reddened lips that had just kissed his.

Was it the beer? Was the small amount of alcohol you drank able to make you feel like wanting to dive into another kiss with him? It must be. It’s done, that was it. A friendly kiss. Not even with tongue, just a peck, it was small and enough to complete the dare. You had to talk to lose the tension because you wouldn’t be able to take his stare much longer.

“Speechless Munson? Seems I’m really good.” That was your cocky answer in order to disguise the turmoil of nerves in your belly as you turned to the rest of the group who were still whistling and wooing you both. You flipped them off, not even noticing that Eddie’s eyes were still locked onto the side of your face.

The air in the room definitely changed.

“Never thought I’d see the day you two would kiss, but, it was less weird than you two becoming friends.” Nancy replied as she grabbed a card but what she said caught your attention, and it seemed Eddie’s too because he sat back up, staring at her.

“What does that mean?” Eddie asked and you felt another wave of cold sweat at his voice, and you tried to tell your head to not raise the temperature of your body again. You don’t want to give yourself away that you were nervous or felt awkward. Nancy just shrugged at the two of you and read her card out loud.

“Everyone that wants to have sex tonight, take a drink!” She cheered loudly with a smile and she turned to look at Robin before taking a sip. Robin’s face reddened as she took a sip herself, and Steve wiggled his eyebrows at Jonathan as he raised his cup to his lips while the other had already taken his drink and rolled his eyes at his boyfriend.

Should you lie…? But you could– You could mean anybody, it wouldn’t seem like you would want to do it with him, right? Would it look like that if you drank? What if he drinks? It probably doesn’t mean with you, doesn’t it? It’s just a general feeling, wanting to have sex. It’s normal.

So you took a sip, trying to not think too deeply into it, but then your eyes caught the tipping of a bottle on your right. You managed to not turn, keep your head forward, seeing everyone laughing, trying to not pay attention to the man on your right who had just taken a sip, at least until your nerves settled back to normal. You looked at Argyle with an eyebrow raised up.

“You– Oh right.” You giggled at that and he nodded at you with a playful look in his eyes.

“Don’t get me wrong, I totally would again, but I’m satisfied for now.” You giggled at that and nodded, feeling a bit of the tension leave your shoulders as you interacted with Argyle. You saw Robin reaching out for a card but Eddie raised his hand up.

“Nuh uh Buckley. My turn.”

“Huh? But Nancy–”

“Nancy was sitting next to me, between Peach and I. So technically, it’s my turn.” He didn’t address the fact that Nancy could already go back to her place, leaving her on Robin’s lap. Robin flipped him off and Eddie chuckled with victory as he grabbed onto a card and looked at it. You decided to break the tension with him as well because you just cannot keep being weird all night. You were acting like a teenager.

“What does that one say, Munson?” You were grinning towards him and he looked down at you, a smirk on his lips and you felt a bit of relief at the known interaction.

“All the people that wanted, at any point, to fuck a friend, take a drink.”

You blinked a few times, his words processing in your head, and then he put the card on the table, facing up. It truly did say that. You cleared your throat and you looked down at your bottle of beer. Why do you feel like you have to take a sip? Your mind kept going back to Instagram stories with a bare chest that was filled with tattoos, dirty overalls, and ringed fingers holding tools or beer cans.

Your mind went back to his lips on your cheek. To his voice against your ear. To his breath against your cheek and lips. To his lips against yours. To his words.

No, it wasn’t like that. It wasn’t that. He is a friend. Eddie is just a friend.

“Why are you drinking Jonathan?” Steve asked with an eyebrow raised up and that made you snap out of your thoughts, looking at the couple. “We are together, so we don’t count babe.”

“Well…” Jonathan then pointed at you with a smile on his face. “You forgetting that I went on a date with that beautiful girl there once?”

And you smiled at that, nodding and raising your beer with relief, clinking it with his. Maybe it wasn’t exactly sexual attraction, but… you can pretend it was. You were saving your ass. You knew you were. The realization already happened, but you can just hide it. It won’t happen, it cannot happen because it would just ruin the friendship, the group.

You took a sip as well as Nancy and Robin. Argyle took a sip and he explained that back in California, he had this group of friends from the pizzeria he worked at, and there was this girl that was just too pretty for her own good. You were listening to him, not noticing the other person that took a sip of his beer.

A person that wouldn’t have taken a sip before. A person that has been hungrily looking at you all night. A person who has been stalking your Instagram more than he should. A person with brown eyes whose interest is at its peak. But maybe, just like you, it’s better to not do anything about it. Save the friendship, don’t commit to it, not because of just sexual attraction.

Besides you two are adults, and you can handle these urges.

Can’t you?

end of chapter 15

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Hahah they are Grumpy and Sunshine.

The Angel and The Unholy

Thank you for beta reading @earthlyangelbby I appreciate it a lot! (All mistakes are still my own)

Chapter 4. Warnings/Triggers: Drug use. (Anything else let me know.)

Chapter Summary: Victoria is hell bent on waiting for the perfect time to be with Edward Munson. Fate is done waiting.

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Victoria watched as Eddie and Nate exchanged money for the product. Looking like a handshake, but she knew better and saw the pre rolled joints in a baggie. Nate smiled at her as he put the bag in his jacket pocket, stopping to ask her if she was coming.

Victoria forced a smile, “I want to get my sister home. Send her out, please?”

“You coming back? It is about to get interesting.”

Nate looked her up and down. Making her skin prickle and she did her best to fight the annoyance.

“I will see if I can manage. My sister had plenty to drink.”

Nate disappeared into the building, announced something, and a few cheers were heard…

She turned towards Eddie, “you staying?”

He laughed, “I’m just the supplier. They don’t like me past that. Uhh.. Are you staying?”

“No. I am waiting for my sister to get out here.”

“Do you plan on coming back?”

“No. I will be my sister’s babysitter.”

It began raining slowly, and she took the amazing excuse to make sure Eddie left too.

She smiled a little with the question. “Can I use that rain check on the ride home?”

Eddie’s smile grew, eyes lighting up. “Absolutely. Uh-Do you want to go get your sister?”

Victoria looked at the building… “Was it weed you just sold to Nathan?”

His smile disappeared immediately.

Victoria observed his face filled with worry, “I’m only asking so I know if Natalia will be relaxed or not.”

“With who your father is, your sister, smokes weed?”

Victoria shrugged, “My dad is a lawyer, not a cop.”

“Will this be a while?”

“No. She is usually quick with what she does.-”

Victoria looked towards the building. A few loud yells could be heard then they heard Natalia’s panicked voice.

Victoria looked at Eddie, “Just leave.”

Eddie grabbed her arm, “You don’t know what is going on in there.”

“That’s why you are leaving.” Victoria got out of his hold and ran into the packed room. Everyone was interested in whatever was at the center of the room.

Looking over shoulders, she noticed a few people trying to get Natalia to touch the ouija board as she verbally and physically resisted. Victoria pushed through, forcefully shoving some aside. She held the wrist of one who held Natalia’s hand towards the board.

Victoria warned with a low tone. “She said. Let. Go.”

Surprise was on the girl’s face. Her blonde hair peeking out of the red wig, the little devil horns askew on her head. Then a brave challenge as she snickered. “Little witch needs to participate in her holiday.”

“It is a costume. Now, let go.”

Someone shouted, “Munson is here!”

Victoria glanced towards him. Internally damning her luck and easy plan to leave.

Someone else..“The witch, the Satan worshiper, and the Devil should use the board!”

Another person… “It is a complete group!”

Laughter from all around telling Victoria this was not going to end well but no matter what, Natalia and Eddie were not touching that board.

Victoria dug her nail into a pressure point that made the devil girl let go with a hiss. Victoria pushed her away from Natalia and the one on the other side, an angel, who let go before being touched.

Natalia muttered, “I could have handled it, Victoria.”

“Lets go-” Victoria moved away from the center but quickly turned as Eddie moved past her.

Eddie stepped between them, “Hey, uh. Can you stop, Rachel?” His hand was stopping Rachel from grabbing Victoria.

Rachel pushed on his chest causing him to knock into Victoria. He turned, making sure Victoria was fine, holding onto her arm for a moment as she shifted to stand beside him. His arm slightly in front of her body.

Victoria kept an eye on Natalia, not bringing attention to her. She walked around, getting into Nates pocket as he walked by.

Nate stepped forward. “You are used to Satanic shit, so play with your board. I’m sure you will be the best at getting answers.”

Rachel giggled, “Satanic involvement? Sounds like I could get a holiday celebration with the freak. He can worship me.”

Victoria moved Eddie’s arm away from her. She glared at Rachel from beside Eddie.

Out of the view she knew Natalia was already walking out the door.

Victoria turned towards Eddie, hand on his chest to push him away from the situation. “Let’s go. No one needs to touch that thing.”

Rachel demanded, “are you talking about me?”

Victoria did not respond but pulled Eddie by his jacket. She paused for a moment as they walked outside. It was raining harder than before. Natalia was nowhere to be seen, until she looked out the passenger window.

Eddie muttered, “I thought I locked it.”

Victoria asked again, “Can you take us home?”

He nodded. “Yeah…”

Eddie started to shrug off his jacket but Victoria did not need the chivrally right now. She needed to get him away from here. So she tugged on his jacket, effectively stopping him from shrugging it off and dragging him to the van. He held the passenger door open for her, she muttered a thanks and quickly got in. She watched as Eddie ran around to the driver’s door.

She noticed Nate and a few others watching from the door.

Natalia stated, “a gentleman. Who wants to fuck you to oblivion.” Then she chuckled to herself, as she made herself comfortable in the big space of the back. Lighting one of the joints with a flicker from her finger.

Victoria scolded, “Natalia!”

She asked Eddie as he started the van, “Do you mind if I smoke this in here?”

Eddie looked over his shoulder, “Nah.” He did a double take before speeding away from the building, “how many did you buy?”

Natalia chuckled, waving her fingers, “a special discount.”

There was a crease on his forehead from how much confusion on his face. “You stole them?”

Natalia snorted, “I don’t know what you are talking about. -Vic, Try this.”

“Not right now.”

A cloud of smoke surrounded Victoria’s head a moment later. She coughed, then cracked the window. “Stop blowing it at me.”

“Just try it. It is good.” Natalia shoved her thumb into Eddie’s shoulder. “This guy is now my supplier. By the way, how much does this cost?”

Eddie could only respond with, “Uhh…”

Victoria looked at her father standing on the porch. Staring at the van, no doubt the smoke exiting the cracked window.

Natalia grinned, “See you around, my new supplier.” Natalia got out with a laugh and began walking towards the house. Smoking dramatically with twirls, and blowing into the air above her as she walked.

Franklin stopped Natalia from entering, “That shit stays out of the house. Clothes immediately in the wash. -Stay out of the green house!”

Victoria sighed, “You don’t need to worry about my dad. He is strict with Natalia because she would smoke everywhere. My dad also hates the smell. With a newborn and customers visiting our house would not work really well…”

“Probably not.. You are sure I don’t need to worry?”

Victoria looked at her father, “you don’t. Thank you for the ride. Be careful on the way home.”

She got out of the van and walked to the house, hearing Eddie’s van leaving. She spoke once close to her father. “It’s a nice opportunity for a restaurant. Needs a lot of work to clean it up first. However, we might need Andy to make a few adjustments to better suit mother’s cooking style. It was a simple burger and fries set up.”

Frank asked, “how did that happen?”

Victoria knew what he actually wanted to talk about. “Those at the party had an ouija board. Tried to force Natalia to touch it, then Edward because he followed me in to get her. To get all of us away from the board I asked Edward to take us home. Natalia stole the drugs off of them.”

Frank sighed heavily. “Clothes in the wash and go shower.”

The next day by lunch, everyone was staring at Victoria, talking about her. Some even asked her about the “altercation” with varying amounts of interest and disbelief of her being involved with Eddie The Freak Munson. The only thing that she could do was tell the truth and change the subject. Everyone told her to stay away from the freak, and told her rumors, and brought up his “satanic” club.

Victoria was well rehearsed by the time Robin confronted her.

“Dungeons and Dragons, is a board game. I mean the real board linked to Satanic rituals is an Ouija board. That was at the party and everyone there was trying to force my sister to use it. I wanted to get my sister out of there and they were using force to hold her against her will.”

“All I am saying is that it is not hard to believe that you two are dating. -I believe that you are not. But, but-! All that staring you did before is like, this big sign. For me at least. I have caught him staring at you too. Like.. Maybe it isn’t a bad thing.” Victoria scrunched her face. “Not a bad thing?”

Robbin scrunched her face back in mocking. “Yeah. I mean if you like him. The staring -All. The. Time. Buuuut- I know Steve thinks you are cute.”

“I am not interested in Steve. He is nice but,”

“He is a dingus.” Victoria giggled, “yeah. He is a dingus.”

Robin shrugged, “I am saying that the outside view looks like you and Eddie are a thing. You turn down every advancement from others, including dingus. However, you not only leave the party with him, but drag him out with you. If you haven’t noticed, this is a small town with not a lot of interesting things but stories people like to make up. Eddie is…odd, but the kiddies speak very highly of him.”

“Max does not.”

“She lives by him, he plays music loud, with the occasional police involvement. -But Dustin and Mike and Lucas do like Eddie. Eddie took them in like lost puppies. Dustin adores Eddie. So there must be something good about him.”

“What are you trying to say?”

Robin shrugged, stuttering. “I am just saying that it is worth talking about-you and Eddie. You turn down everyone but are different for him? I noticed, okay. That is all I’m saying.”

Victoria rolled her eyes, “thank you for stating I’m deserving all of the gossip.”

Robin’s mouth opened to protest, then she closed her mouth. “That’s not what I was saying but in a roundabout way I guess was-but I’m trying to say that people are going to talk now regardless of what is actually going on.”

Victoria inhaled a deep breath and held it for a moment. “Thanks for the… talk.”

Robin deflated, “I intended for it to be better.”

The bell rang and next was biology class.

She sighed looking around the lunch room as people began leaving. “I know you meant well. I will talk to you later.”

She was questioned by everyone before class started but as soon as Eddie walked in the door they stopped. He sent a glare in her direction, she swore it was for her.

So when that class was over she hurried to her locker, hoping to be quick enough for no one to bother her. She was exhausted from all the conversations. Her mind was worn down from the gymnastics of trying to defend Eddie while simultaneously trying to keep herself in the lie of accepting everyone.

She felt the twitch of her eye from the frustration.

She did not understand what could happen now.

Was this a way of the bond pushing her to Edward Munson? Why all of this drama? Why him?

“Victoria… hey.” Eddie quickly got to the pace beside her. “Are you okay?”

She kept walking to her locker. “Are you done glaring at me now?”

He repeated the question softly… Thinking about it when he remembered. “-I was glaring at everyone bothering you. Not at you, I promise. I’ve been hearing all the talk.”

Victoria nodded slowly. Then scoffed a laugh, “there has been a lot of talk about the same thing.”

Eddie leaned against the wall, crossing his arms with the notebook hanging from his hand. “You know… uh.. thanks. For not throwing me under the bus.”

He looked away, around the hall. Victoria glanced quickly and noticed enough people making eye contact. She resumed dealing with the book exchange of her locker.

“You did nothing wrong. You helped me get my sister home. That is the truth. I need to go. Auditions are today for solos for choir.”

Eddie looked at her, pushing off of the wall. “Good luck. I’ll talk to you later.”

The rest of the day she swore everyone talked to her about last night but everyone got the same story. The few she tutored also had to make some opinion to bring it up about Eddie.

She tried to distance herself from Eddie.

She tried not to think about him.

She dwelled on why she had to have him as her fated.

She felt cursed for having a fated that knew nothing and how he chose so strongly to go against conformity.

It would be easier if he was not hers.

She could keep her family safe.

She would be happy if things were easier.

Then she was starting to not accept Edward Munson as her Fated.

She was becoming sick as she rejected her Fated.

She felt the sensation of the pull towards him worsen as the time passed. He must have felt something as well because he seemed to be around more.

She was becoming physically weaker as she willed herself to not engage with him past formalities. The mental struggle of wanting to be nicer to him and to distance herself was wearing her down and making her sick. Everyone had their opinions of how involved they were, it would be easy to fall into a relationship right now because everyone believed it. On the other hand, Victoria did not believe it was the best time. She had much more to do in order to change the views on Eddie “the freak” Munson.

She wanted to make things easier for her family. If it was easy for her family, she could relax.

Not only was there the internal struggles within her own mind. Her family was trying to push her to at least be friendly with him.

Her family was positive he HAD to be one of the rare circumstances where he honestly had no clue about anything. That he really did not realize what he was, and how important Victoria should be to him. They wanted her to get the conflict over with Munson, talk to him, because the way things were going now, it was damaging their bond.

It could possibly be killing her because she fought the bond.

Her skin would turn cold when near him. She no longer wanted to touch him, it was like a need. A lifeline. She remembered how it felt when they touched briefly, the pleasant warm sensation that would dance where there was contact between the two. She wanted to wrap herself around him when their hands would softly brush against the other as they shared a book for tutoring.

She still refused to be with him… There had to be a better time for him.

She needed a better time.

Victoria rested her head on the locker, feeling nausea taking over her as her head throbbed from the noisy hallway. The chill from the metal felt amazing against her forehead as the fever made her overheat. She was going to stay here for a moment, let it quiet down and regain herself. If she was late to class maybe she could get an excuse for the nurse. She would go home, eat some homemade chicken noodle soup prepared with good intentions, incantations and moon water. The soup was the only thing she could stomach but it was becoming more difficult to eat anything.

While she waited in the same position, she held the fifth Jasper Crystal of the week in her hand and focused on it, trying to will her illness away and onto the crystal. Feeling it crack in her grasp as her body chilled instantly giving her a warning Eddie was near.

“Are you okay?” That familiar, beautiful, deeply concerned voice beside her.

He has asked her that a few times over the last week. Many people have but he checked on her more the worse she got. Trying to fight the bond with him near made her worse.

Victoria sighed heavily, defeat weighing down on her fast. She saw herself in the bathroom mirror just a moment ago and she looked terrible. Her voice was hoarse, “No.”

“You need help getting to the nurse?”

“No. I’ll be fine.” She stood without the support of the locker. She tried to walk away from him. Felt an intense lightheadedness flood her brain, his hands holding onto her, steadying her.

Damn fated bond was literally throwing her at him.

“Jessus Christ! You are burning up.” One arm wrapped around her that she grabbed onto, the other hand touching her forehead, then cheeks.

Victoria sighed pleasantly, “You feel good.”

He grabbed her bag, slinging it on his shoulder. Then sweeping her up as she swayed again. “I’m taking you to the nurse. Then when she releases you, I'll take you home-or to the hospital.”

“No hospital.” Victoria groaned as he walked quickly to the nurse’s office.

“You don’t have insurance?”

“We don’t go to the doctors.”

“Well now you are.” He struggled for a moment but got the door opened. He set her on her feet, but still holding her arms.

The nurse noticed them immediately, asking in a rush, “What is going on?”

Eddie answered, “I think she is sick. Burning up, and was dizzy. She hasn’t been feeling well for a while now.” He helped lay her down on the bed, being careful then stepping out of the way so the nurse could examine her.

“I’m fine.” Nothing could fix her situation unless she would convince Edward to hold her for a while.

She imagined he would without hesitation.

The nurse told Eddie to leave, he was reluctant but did go outside of the office.

Victoria let the nurse take her temperature and stayed quiet otherwise.

“You have a fever. A high one.. I need to send you home so that you do not pass on this illness. When the fever is gone longer than 24 hours without medication you may return.”

“Okay… I’ll go home.”

“Do you have a way home?”

“Yeah.”

She took the slip from the nurse to the front office to be excused, having the bare necessities in her book bag, then went outside. She stood at the payphone and looked for change, thankful to have just enough for a quick call home. However, no one answered. Her mother did say they were planning to deliver many orders today. She sighed heavily as she took the change and threw it in her bag to deal with later as she turned around.

Bumping into someone who held onto her arms to steady her. “I will take you home.”

Victoria jumped back with a gasp, “Jessus Christ! What are you doing out here Eddie?! You need to go to class!”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. -I was planning on skipping the rest of the day anyway.” Victoria furrowed her brows, then closed her eyes in frustration… “Edward Munson, go to biology.. and take notes for me?” She opened her eyes, silently pleading with him.

“I already snuck out of school. I doubt I would get back in easy.” He chuckled a little, his dimples showing for a moment. “Are you walking home?”

Victoria exhaled steadily, looking up at him. His hands are still holding onto her arms “...I don’t know the correct answer.”

“No, is the correct answer.”

Victoria stated, “I’m not walking home. uhh-My dad is actually getting me, the nurse called him.”

Eddie hummed, “okay. I’ll sit with you. Make sure you don’t pass out.”

Victoria could not help how her shoulders slumped when the defeat hit. She is blaming the lack of deception on her illness.

The way his lips turned up slightly let her know he caught her lie. “How long are we going to wait?”

Victoria bit the inside of her lip and pouted as she looked away. “Will you come back?”

“Sorry?”

“If you take me home will you come back to class?”

“I was planning on leaving after checking on you. Taking you home is an additional stop. Which is not a bad thing, I really don’t mind.”

“Where else were you going to go?”

“Just pick up more… supplies. I already have a list of distributions to deal with.”

Victoria felt surprise on her face before understanding. “Oh…” She stepped back and Eddie held his hands out a moment longer than needed.

“I know we didn’t talk much before the town brought you into the spotlight I shine in. It’s not the best lighting compared to what you are used to... I’m sorry..”

Victoria’s face moved on its own as she felt all the negative emotions hit her at once. The rumors apparently spread so vastly in such a short time of a week.. Everyone thought of her in a tainted way, no matter how much she distanced herself from Eddie.

“I.. Jesus. Can we go to my van and talk? You look ready to pass out. I promise that I’ll drive you straight home, and drop you off.”

Victoria looked at his feet, setting her jaw and nodded. “Okay..”

He grabbed her bag and slung it over his shoulder as he helped her across the parking lot during her dizzy spells. Opened her door and made sure she was situated before shutting it. He rushed around to his door. Turned the key and then quickly turned the volume down drastically as Victoria visibly jumped.

He laughed nervously. “Sorry… Kind of only me usually. And I love music, ya know?”

“Black Sabbath is worth listening to loudly. Just not with a headache.”

With a smile he pulled out of the parking lot quickly, jolsting Victoria.

She held onto the door to brace herself. Then her head as she got dizzy. “Slower please? Head hurts.”

He took his foot off the gas, slowing gradually. “Right. Sorry, again.”

It was silent for a few moments.

“So… uh… I figure that is embarrassing, to hear what Rachel said, us together... Then this whole town is talking about it, and I’m really fucking sorry. I’ve got bullshit from it and I promise I told everyone it’s not true. That we don’t have sex, the truth that we don’t talk outside of school. Anything I have to deal with is probably nothing compared to what you have to deal with, people thinking you are with the freak of the town. Ya know, me with an angel like you.”

Victoria snorted, “angel?”

“I think it fits well, actually-”

Victoria laughed, laughed harder than she has in a while, making herself go into a violent coughing fit. Her? An angel? She practiced witchcraft. Has inflicted harm to others. Has hunted animals for food that she later enchanted. She would kill for him, she would curse this whole town and inflict pain for all eternity on everyone that has harmed him in any way. Her being an angel was unbearably amusing.

Eddie pulled over immediately, rubbing her back and holding her hand, the soothing touches were enough to focus on to calm herself down.

“You are hilarious.” She smiled at him after a final small cough escaped.

“Hey, I’m being serious.” Both of his hands held hers..

She scoffed but only made him a little more insistent.

“You are the nicest person I know, you help everyone. You made Dustin and Mike free cookies. Fuck, you stood up for me to Nate that one time. You are telling everyone good things about me, and trying to reason with everyone about my club. I don’t know the last person who defended me. -With brutally sharp words too. Showed how smart you are -other than all the scholarly book stuff.”

Victoria simply stated. “Nate made it easy to state he admitted he is dumb. Everyone else needs to stop being close minded.”

She took her hands away as she began to cough.

She considered for a moment, what if she never defended him as a fated and just as a nice friend. She had a violent shiver as her body felt like it was dumped in an icy lake.

With her teeth chattering, “can we go?”

Eddie nodded, “I think maybe you should go to the hospital.”

“No hospital. I just need… Some medicine. We have plenty.”

Victoria watched as his knuckles turned white around the steering wheel. She wondered why, but maybe he felt the need to comfort her. Maybe it was just the pull of the bond. It was a common thing between fated that they had instincts and intuition of the other so well that sometimes they did things without a single word spoken.

Once at her house, she offered a kind smile, “thank you for bringing me here.”

His eyes looked at the house, she knew he saw that the lights were off. “I.. Let me walk you in.”

“You don’t have to. Really I’m fine.”

He rose an eyebrow. “I remember you not being able to walk. It looks like no one is home.”

Victoria could not say another word. Eddie already shut off the van, and was walking around to help her out of the car. She felt…happy. Relieved that he was so insistent to care for her. She wanted him to take care of her. She wanted to be wrapped up in him. She clung to his arm because she needed support. She was still trying not to accept him, even as his hands hovered over her as she unlocked the door.

Roxy was on the couch with a sleeping bell. She looked in confusion… “What is going on?”

Victoria stepped into the house, “I got sent home from being too sick…”

Roxy’s eyes looked at Eddie. “Shouldn’t you be in school still?”

Eddie looked thoughtful for a moment. “I wanted to make sure she got home. She is kind of clumsy right now. I uh.. Didn’t want her walking home.”

Roxy nodded slowly… Looking at Victoria. “How are you feeling?”

Victoria bit her tongue for a moment as she put a hand on the wall for a moment. “Worse. Fever now.”

Roxy sighed steadily from her nose. Thoughts running through her eyes.

“Eddie… Can you stay for a moment? I am going to go put Bell in her crib and heat up some soup for her. I can get you a bowl for your trouble.”

Victoria rolled her eyes just before closing them as she had a stabbing pain through her brain.

Eddie looked at her, “if that is okay.. I can’t stay too long.”

Roxy stood Bell in her arms, “sit with her for a moment. I will be back.”

Eddie gently grabbed Victoria’s arm, helping her over. He sat close enough once they were seated. He looked around, “It’s nice in here..”

Victoria nodded, grabbing a blanket off the couch. “We keep the downstairs nice because it is often visited by people buying some stuff. There is still a bedroom for staying guests on this floor. The upstairs is our personal area. Just bedrooms and a bathroom but only we go up there.” She looked at Eddie, fighting the bond as she stated. “You can leave. You don't have to stay here.”

“I can stay for a little bit. I want to make sure you are okay.”

Victoria sighed as she put her head back. She felt another strong chill go over her body.

Eddie sucked in air, “you really don’t look good.”

The back of his hand touched her forehead. Then her cheeks.

Victoria couldn’t help the humm that happened.

Eddie was staring at her when she opened her eyes. “You are burning up.”

“Yeah… Your hands feel nice though.”

He laughed for a brief second.

The door opened, and Victoria’s father stood there.

Frank asked, “Victoria, are you worse?”

Eddie took his hands away from her quickly. “She has a fever now and is dizzy too. I brought her home. I..uh. wanted to make sure she was okay.”

Frank nodded.. Thinking. “Thank you for that Edward Musnon. I owe you a favor for getting her home safe.”

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