You An Interesting Critter Bro 🤓

Two illustrations of Eddie crouching: one he looks down and off to the side; the other he's looking up and smiling.

you an interesting critter bro 🤓

About You

(Early November 1984)

Prologue: The Split

Eddie Munson x female!harrington!reader

Chapter Summary: Eddie confronts you about where you have been. When you cannot provide an answer, the worst case scenario happens...

Word Count: 1.7k (this is probably the shortest chapter lol)

series masterlist here

Chapter warnings: Angst, breakup, aggressive Eddie, cheating allegations (not true)

Your heart dropped to the trailer floor- ripped in two halves.

The statement your boyfriend just produced felt like he has thrust a knife into your chest, removed your heart, and ripped it in two. You wished the bed you sat upon would swallow you whole. Your eyes welled up and obstructed your view of him leaning on the dresser across the room from you as the words he spat reverberated in your brain like a harsh melody.

“If you can’t trust me enough to tell me then I just… I don’t know if I can be with you.” Eddie hesitated as the weight of his words and the gravity of the situation dawned upon him. He crossed his arms on his chest and stretched the red flannel he was wearing across his biceps. It was a defensive stance that reflected his uncomfortable and frazzled state- yet you couldn’t help but recognize how beautiful he was as he did the simple action, no matter how inappropriate the circumstance was.

You dragged your thoughts away from that of Eddies effortless beauty and pulled your sweater over your hands. Using the heel of your palm, you wiped the quickly drying the water from your cheeks.

You weren’t crying because you were sad, not even because you were angry. You cried out of frustration. Helplessness seeped through your skin and your stomach churned at the fact there was nothing you could say or do to fix the situation.

You cried because he was right. If you couldn’t tell him what happened, he couldn’t stay with you. You couldn’t say why you disappeared for a week straight. Why you were talking to that douchebag Billy at school. Why you have cuts and bruises splattered across your beautiful body like paint. Why you have ignored him except for the unavoidable places like class and lunch.

“Eddie please,” you plead- no, beg, “Don’t do this. I just can’t, not now. Eventually I will I just-”

“Trust me y/n I don’t want to. This-“ he welled up- a mirror image of the girl standing across from him, “I don’t think you get how much this is destroying me.”

“Then don’t! Just give me a little while, please- just until things settle and die down- “

“What does that even mean!” he yelled exasperated, pushing off the dresser to close some of the space between you. His shoulders were hunched like the conversation was physically weighing him down. “Die down? What things? Just tell me where you were! If you can’t tell me that then I have no choice but to assume you- “he stalled.

Eddie’s glassy eyes looked into yours with unprecedented intensity. Pleading with you to prove his suspicions wrong. To put his worries to rest and ease his fracturing mind.

Billy Hargrove was a sorry excuse for a boy- much less a man. The thought of the misogynistic asshole making Eddie insecure was vile, yet you couldn’t dispel his anxieties. You wanted nothing more than to cut down the thought and provide an alibi- dispelling all worries from the guarded boy’s sensitive state. But your alibi was too horrific and legally classified to disclose to your boyfriend, so Eddie had to stay out of the loop.

Eddie didn’t believe you cheated, but his sad and clouded mind could not come to another conclusion. He did trust you. Implicitly so. But Eddie just couldn’t believe his luck. Getting you to be his girlfriend in the first place, keeping you for so long with so many other eligible options for you to choose from, and you loved him? In his mind, the tables had to turn at some point- and here it was.

“I wasn’t with him. I would never cheat on you, Eddie. I love you. I need you like I need oxygen- it kills me you think I would ever want someone else.” You whine to him.

“Then prove me wrong, y/n! Let’s look at the facts. He’s been hitting on you all year. I find you and him in a corner at Tina’s Halloween party- “

“He cornered me! Could you not see how relieved I was when you pulled me out of there?”

“-You go M.I.A. for like a week and when you finally resurface, Darren tells me he finds you consoling him behind the gym! What the fuck is up y/n!”

“Darren doesn’t know what the hell he saw! Please Eds you have to understand-”

“Then enlighten me y/n! Look me in the eye and tell me you weren’t with him when you disappeared. Tell me you don’t like him.”

You match his intensity. You leave the bed, meeting him in the middle of the room, and close the gap that separates the two of you- grasping his face in your hands and palms cupping his cheeks. Your eyes burning with insistence into his melting chocolate ones.

“I wasn’t with him. I love you, teddy. I can’t even- god I can’t even think about someone else.”

He grabbed at your wrists and paused a moment. He believed you. He loved you too. But it wasn’t enough to erase the betrayal. “Then where were you.”

You closed your eyes and leaned your forehead against his. You understood why he couldn’t let it go. Eddie told you once that it felt like he repelled commitment; his parents dumped him with Wayne as a child, most of his classmates avoided all interaction with him, and his teachers all gave up on helping him a long time ago. But then you came along. A raft in a raging sea. A blanket in a merciless winter. So, you could understand why this broke him. You were the only shred of light left and if you abandoned him too- he feared he would be left in the dark. Permanently.

What you couldn’t do- is tell him what happened. You couldn’t explain that your best friend’s little brother and friends found a bald-headed girl in the woods last year that unlocked a secret world which paralleled Hawkins but was infested with monsters of unimaginable horror. You couldn’t tell him that the boy you babysat, Will Byers, started seeing a shadow monster in the sky and accidentally blipping into that ghastly netherworld and was somehow connected to said shadow monster that had intentions to take over the boy, the town, and probably the world. You couldn’t tell him that the reason you went off the grid was to team up with your friends and focus on taking down this ominous evil. You couldn’t tell him that Billy's little sister was a part of the motley crew that banded together to take down this monster which caused Billy to come looking for said little sister. And you certainly couldn’t tell him that you were talking to him behind the gym at school to see if he was alright after taking a bad beating from your brother and recovering from an involuntary drugging by his sister- your kindness getting the better of you.

So, you didn’t.

“I just can’t explain it. Yet.”

Eddie inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. He pulled your hands from his face and separated your foreheads from each other. He looked into your eyes- his own begging you to change your mind and not force him to make this choice.

When your face projected that you were cemented in your decision, he became cemented in his.

“Then come find me when you can. Until then, I think we- “He stopped as tears left his eyes and found purchase in the shag carpet of his bedroom floor. He found his voice again and finished his sentence, “We need to be done.”

He let your arms go and they fell limply to your sides. You couldn’t feel them, as they dragged your shoulders down. You couldn’t feel the tears that streamed down your cheeks onto your neck and collarbone. You couldn’t even feel the floor beneath you- like the news pulled the ground out from under you. That’s why you can only assume you floated to the front porch since you didn’t feel your legs pull you away from Eddies bedroom where he sat on his floor in a hysterical ball.

You don’t remember the fight after he said you should break up. You don’t remember the pleading and begging and shouting from both parties. You don’t remember calling your brother to come pick you up from the trailer you once considered a second home.

“I thought he was driving you home. Its only like 6?”

“Stevie, please. Just- just come get me.”

“Oh… okay then. I’ll be there in a little bit.”

You don’t remember how long you sat on Eddies front porch with misty eyes and a trembling body from the crisp November night air.

But you will never, ever forget the sound of Eddies muffled sobs of anger through the thin trailer walls, or the look on his face as he watched you climb into Steve’s car through the window in his room- pure anguish and immediate regret.

Steve gripped the steering wheel, knuckles turning white, as he too saw Eddie visibly distraught through the window. Only after he slowly pulled out of the Forest Hills trailer park and turned onto the main road, did he finally break the silence.

“You okay?”

“No.”

You figured there was no point in lying. Steve always found your bluntness amusing, even as children. However, the low morale of the car ride has him unable to find the humor in your comment.

“Do you feel like talking?”

“No.”

You both breathed for a second. There was no need to talk. It went unspoken. You both knew what just happened and you both knew that the next few months were going to be rough. Grueling. Torturous. But you had Stevie to help. So, you wouldn’t be alone.

But you both knew he wasn’t who you wanted by your side. Who you needed by your side.

He wasn’t Eddie.

Steve’s heart ached at the state you were in. The streetlights turned his passenger window into a mirror, reflecting a vision of you with puffy eyes and silent tears racing down the hills of your cheeks.

Meanwhile, it was like your life was flashing before your eyes. Memories of you and Eddie filled your head and ripped you apart. Picnics in the back of his van, private concerts in his room, stolen kisses in yours, strong arms that held you together when it times got hard.

He came and made everything right. Now, he has left. And everything is wrong.

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This is my first story so be kind to it! I just love writing as a hobby and stranger things (*cough Eddie cough*) and thought I’d take a try. :)))))

About You

Masterlist

Eddie Munson x female!Harrington!reader (Y/N used)

Series TW: panic attacks, 18+ generally mature content, trauma, angst, partying, smoking (cigarettes), drinking, (in editing in case I missed anything)

In the aftermath of the events of season 2, Eddie confronts you about why you ignored him for a week and basically went missing. You can’t tell him to protect him. Angst ensues.

*Eddie is not very understanding at first, but rightfully so and I feel it’s in character so...

Prologue: The Split

Chapter 1: The Car Ride

Chapter 2: The Dance

Chapter 3: The Party

Chapter 4: The Rift

Chapter 5: (in progress)

Chapter 6: (in progress)

~This is my first story so be kind to it! I just love writing as a hobby and stranger things (*cough Eddie cough*) and thought I’d take a try. :)))))~

About You

(Early November 1984) Prologue: The Split

Eddie Munson x female!harrington!reader

Chapter Summary: Eddie confronts you about where you have been. When you cannot provide an answer, the worst case scenario happens…

Word Count: 1.7k (this is probably the shortest chapter lol)

series masterlist here

Chapter warnings: Angst, breakup, aggressive Eddie, cheating allegations (not true)

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lanadane1

2 years ago

nothing but the truth

this is literally my husband on our honeymoon trip shaking hands with the restaurant owner after he got recognized during our dinner and anybody who says otherwise is lying.

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lanadane1

2 years ago