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Falling for the Freak - Eddie Munson Fix-It Fic - Chapter 17

It’s the actual chapter 17 this time I promise. This should be a good one! I know I’m kind of blowing through the events of ST4 but I don’t want to just recap what happened this season. I really want to show an alternate side of the season like what Eddie would’ve been up to while he was exiled at Reefer Rick’s. So basically, I’m gonna do little overviews of what the gang is up to but we’re gonna focus mostly on Eddie and the reader for now. Also I’m listen to the Scott PIligrim vs the World soundtrack as I write this so this may have like a wild tone to it. That soundtrack puts me in a real mood. Go listen to it.

CHAPTER SUMMARY: The plot points of ST4 episodes 4-5 will basically be covered in this chapter. The reader is going to hop in and out what’s happening with the Hawkins gang every once in a while but mostly she’ll be with Eddie because let’s be honest, that’s what we’re all really interested in.

DISCLAIMERS/WARNINGS: Any events that are mentioned that took place in season 4 obviously are ideas that belong to the Duffer Brothers. They are not original. There’s gonna be some fluff because of course, some angst, language, mentions of murder and violence.

Chapter 17 (For real this time)

The next morning Eddie and I received a message from Robin. She explained that after discussing the Victor Creel theory with everyone, Nancy had decided it needed to be explored further. Robin and Nancy were now figuring out a plan to infultrate Pennhurst Asylum in order to get Creel’s version of what happened to his family.

Meanwhile, Steve, Lucas, and Dustin were in charge of taking care of Max. I could tell Robin was worried. While Robin had a habit of talking too fast and word vomiting on anyone who would listen, her voice rarely shook. As she spoke to me that morning, I could hear the unease in her words. She was on edge. I couldn’t blame her.

After I spoke to her, I updated Eddie on the situation. He looked grim as I explained what was going on. We didn’t say much over breakfast, which was tomato soup out of a can. We were running out of food. Reefer Rick had been in prison for a few months now, so there wasn’t much of anything in his house. I didn’t know how to approach the subject with Eddie after the previous night. I didn’t want him to worry about me, but we were going to be out of food soon if I didn’t go out to get us supplies.

I went to take a shower and practiced what I was going to say. I planned on appealing to his sense of logic. What was the point of staying here if it meant we were going to starve? Sure we could get somebody to bring us food, but everyone had way more important things to be doing, like saving the world.

I wrapped myself in a towel and walked into the bedroom, where I found Eddie. He was sitting on the bed, leaning his back against the wall and his long legs stretched out on the mattress. His eyes flicked up when I walked in and they scanned over my towel clad body.

“I like this look,” he said.

I smirked, searching for my clothes. “I want to talk to you about something,” I said.

“Please tell me that something involves you joining me on this bed,” Eddie said.

“It’s like ten in the morning,” I chuckled. “Don’t you think it’s a bit early?”

“Absolutely not,” Eddie smiled.

“Seriously, I need to talk to you,” I said.

“Seriously, I need you to come over here,” Eddie said.

He looked at me pleadingly with his ridiculously beautiful brown eyes. I padded over to the bed and clung desperately to my towel as I swung my legs over him. I straddled him as he ran his hands up my legs. His eyes looked hungry.

“Eddie,” I said as his hands threatened to unwrap my cover.

“Yes?” He asked, distractedly.

“We need food,” I said. “And clothes. But mostly food,”

“I don’t think you need any clothes,” Eddie said. “I mean you’re doing great in this towel right now,”

“Oh my God,” I laughed. “Down boy, listen to me,”

He took a deep breath and looked up at me. “Sorry, you’re just so beyond anything I thought could be real. I’m listening. I promise,”

“We need food,” I repeated. “And you can’t keep wearing this Hellfire shirt, it’s going to start smelling really bad soon.”

“Hey, rude,” Eddie said. “But either way, how do you intend to get me clothes? My trailer is crime scene remember?”

“I can just go to the thrift store or something, get you some t-shirts,” I said.

“I’m not sure how I feel about you leaving,” Eddie said. “What if something happens while you’re alone? Vecna might be after Max right now but we don’t know how long that’ll last and who knows who he’ll go after that?”

“You’re not going to be able to protect me from Vecna if we starve to death first,” I said.

Eddie looked me in the eye and I could tell he was thinking it over. He pulled a hand out from under my towel and tucked a piece of wet hair behind my ear. His fingers trailed down my face. He ran his hand down to my shoulder and then over my arm.

“Ok,” Eddie said. “Just please, please be careful.”

“Of course,” I said. “I’ll only be gone for a few hours,”

“Ok,” Eddie said. “I love you,”

I smiled, “I love you too”

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I quickly got dressed - allowing Eddie to watch as I did so - and then got on my bike to ride into town. I stopped by my aunt’s house to see if she was there. I saw her car and decided to stop in. She was standing at the sink washing dishes. When she saw me she began to gush about how worried she is about me and Dustin being out while there’s a killer on the loose. I fed her some bullshit about how Robin has been taking care of me while I deal with the fact that my boyfriend is a suspected murderer. She unfortunately was convinced that Eddie was guilty. I couldn’t blame her. It did look pretty awful if you didn’t know the whole story. I told her that me and Robin were going to spend the day together and maybe see Nancy for a while. I even said we’d spend the night at the Wheeler’s.

I grabbed some clothes and stuffed them into my backpack. Before I left my room, I rabbed a few mixtapes I had stacked in a pile on my desk. I wasn’t sure if Reefer Rick had a stereo in his house, but I figured if he did at least Eddie and I could listen to a little music. After I left the house, I headed towards Main Street. I found stopped at the Goodwill first. I didn’t spend much time picking out clothes for Eddie. I grabbed a few t-shirts and a sweatshirt for him and checked out. I stopped at the market and got us enough food to at least last the rest of the week.

I was back at the cabin by the late afternoon. When I peddled up the driveway, I saw Nancy’s car parked in the driveway. I stashed my bike in the boathouse and carried my backpack with the groceries to the backdoor. When the door opened, I was greeted by Robin wearing a ridiculous looking pink blouse and skirt.

“Hey,” I said. “Any news?”

“Yeah, actually,” Robin said.

“Good or bad?” I asked.

“A bit of both,” she replied.

Nancy and Robin recounted their experience at Pennhurst. They had gotten the truth from Victor Creel. He certainly didn’t kill his family but it also wasn’t a demon. It was Vecna.

While they had been there, Vecna had struck against Max once again. This time she was out with the boys at the cemetary where her brother was burried. He came close to taking her this time, but thanks to Nancy and Robin, she had been saved. They had figured out that if those who were cursed by Vecna could have a tie to our world, then they might be able to escape the curse temporarily. The tie they used was Max’s favorite song, “Running Up That Hill (Deal with God)” by Kate Bush.

Robin and Nancy had decided to stop by Reefer Rick’s to deliver a Walkman to us. They figured it would be best for us to have one in case either me or Eddie got cursed. I suddenly was thankful that I had thought to grab those mixtapes from my room.

Once they had finished delivering their news, Robin and Nancy left to join the others. Eddie and I settled in for the evening. I showed him his new clothes and he insisted on trying everything on.

“Come on, I think this calls for a fashion show,” he joked as he pulled off his Hellfire shirt to replace it with a black cotton t-shirt.

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The next day felt like it went on too long. We received another update from Robin. She explained that while Max was being mind controlled by Vecna in the cemetary, she had seen what she described as a red world that was made up of what looked like a house falling apart in slow motion. Max had been trying to draw it that morning when Nancy recognized it as Victor Creel’s house. They planned to visit the Creel house that day to investigate the connection further.

We didn’t hear from them for the entire day. It was horrifying. I had no idea if my friends were even alive anymore. Eddie slept on and off throughout the day. While I most often found myself lying next to him, I couldn’t get myself to relax enough to sleep. As the sky began to darken, I got up to cook us some dinner.

I decided grilled cheese would be sufficient for our meal. I had just put a slab of butter on the pan when Eddie entered the kitchen. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist as I stood at the stove. Eddie was humming a tune that I thought sounded familiar. He kissed me on the cheek and then I felt his hands leave my waist. He placed a set of headphones over my ears and I heard Freddie Mercury singing “Love of My Life”. I smiled and hummed along.

Eddie lifted one of the headphones so he could speak to me. “I found your tapes,” he said.

“I found them in my room and thought they might be good to have around.I didn’t know they literally could save our lives though,” I said.

Eddie took back the head phones and paused the tape. He put the Walkman on the table and stepped out of the kitchen. When he returned he had the stack of tapes I had brought back with me in his hands. As I cooked our sandwiches, he shuffled through them, looking at the tracklists. When he found one he liked, he put it in the Walkman and turned the volume up as high as it could go. He left the headphones on the table and I could hear the music pouring out of them. It was the tape I had used to teach him how to perform.

I finished the grilled cheeses within a few minutes. I handed him his plate and sat down as Blondie sang “Heart of Glass,”

“Remember when you were teaching me how to use my hips on stage?” Eddie asked, chewing on his sandwich.

“How could I forget?” I laughed. “You looked like a beached wale,”

“That’s cruel,” he said, but he was laughing. “I was thinking more along the lines of when you were holding on to me. My brain was literally going to explode that night.”

“Why?” I asked.

“Because you were like this mythical creature who was stupidly beautiful and for some reason you were hanging out with me and you even seemed to be flirting with me and then suddenly your hands were on me and I like couldn’t even think,”

I couldn’t help but blush at his words. “Eddie,” I said. “I had no idea you felt all that so early on,”

“I felt it all since I saw you perform. I knew I was goner the moment you started singing at that stupid fall festival,” He said.

I didn’t know what to say so I reached across the table and took his hand in mine. As we were finishing up our sandwiches, Eddie picked up the Walkman and started skipping through songs.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Looking for something,” Eddie said, the tip of his tongue sticking out.

He stopped fiddling with the tape when he landed on the last track. Eddie set the machine back on the table as “I Want to Know What Love Is” spilled from the small speakers on the headphones. It was difficult to hear, but just loud enough to send me back to the night we first listened to this song.

Eddie stood up from his chair and held out a hand for me. “May I have this dance Madam?” he asked.

“Of course, Sir,” I said, taking his hand.

Eddie pulled me up from my seat and guided my hands to his shoulders. He rested his hands on my hips as we began to sway to the song. Eddie lightly sang to the song, doing an epic impression of Lou Gramm. He eventually calmed down and pressed his forehead to mine.

“I wanted to kiss you so badly that night,” he said. “I thought I was going to explode from how badly I wanted to feel your lips on mine.”

“Why didn’t you kiss me then?” I asked.

“Well I was going to,” Eddie said, and then he smirked. “But your aunt destroyed the mood,”

I giggled. “Fair point,” I admitted.

“Total mood killer,” Eddie said.

“She’s not here now,” I said.

“Very true,” Eddie said, a wicked grin spreading across his mouth.

He took one hand off my hips and placed it under my chin. Slowly he lifted my head up to look at him. Eddie looked at me for a moment before closely the distance between us. He kissed me slowly and deeply. I lifted myself up on my tip toes and held tightly on to him. I found myself getting lost in the feeling of his mouth on mine. I could spend an eternity wrapped in his arms, kissing him, feeling his body against mine. We were both becoming breathless when I suddenly heard a car pulling up the driveway.

I froze and pulled out of the kiss. Eddie and I both rushed to the Walkman to turn off the music. I saw headlights through the front window. I heard voices - male voices - and they didn’t sound happy. Eddie and I exchanged terrifed glances and then we were running to the back door.

We waited until the coast was clear and then we sprinted to the boathouse. When I saw the car parked in the driveway, I recognized it as Jason’s. My heart began to pound as I realized he had found us. I feared what he would do if he got into the boathouse with his gang. Luckily Eddie had an idea.

We quietly opened the doors to the boathouse so we could row out onto the lake. The boat had an engine, but until we were out of earshot, it wouldn’t do us much good. Eddie helped me get in the boat and he grabbed the oars. Slowly, going as quietly as he could, he paddled us out of the boathouse and onto the lake.

It was incredibly dark out. The only lights I could see were coming from Jason’s car. Then I saw lights come on in the house and I realized they had broken in. Eddie tried to row faster, but it was making too much noise. I saw two silhouettes come rushing out of the house. Then there was yelling and it dawned on me that they were yelling at us.

“Eddie!” I gasped. “They’re coming after us, we gotta go faster,”

Eddie started to row and bit quicker but gave up as the boys jumped into the lake. They were quickly gaining on us as Eddie tried to start the engine. He kept trying it, but the damn thing wouldn’t start. I could hear Jason yelling at us as he swam closer and closer to our boat.

I picked up the oars and continued to row us away as Eddie continued to try the engine. It felt like it was hopeless as the boat just wasn’t moving quickly enough for us to escape. I could see Jason’s blond hair in the water but the other boy seemed to have disappeared. Just as I realized it, Jason seemed to as well and then suddenly his friend flew out of the water and hung motionless in the air.

“OH GOD!” Eddie screamed. “It’s happening again!”

“What the fuck?!” I yelled as I watched the boy float above the water.

Jason was frozen in the lake. We all watched as the boy’s bones started to snap on their own. I was stunned in horror. First his arms broke, then his legs, last to go were his eyes. It was like something was inside his head pulling on them until they diasppeared. I couldn’t help but scream.

The body then dropped like a stone into the water, sending a wave towards us. I held onto the edges of the boat as it rocked in the water. Then I felt Eddie tugging on my arm. He had given up on the engine. He was saying something to me but I my brain was too scared to comprehend what he was saying. I saw him dive out of the boat and into the water and realized he wanted us to swim away.

I followed him, diving head first out of the boat and into the icy water of Lover’s Lake. I could hear Jason’s cries coming from behind us. I wondered if he was becoming Vecna’s next victim or if he would be spared. I swam like hell, trying my best to follow Eddie’s lead. When we made it to the shore, I was cold, shaking, and desperately out of breath. Eddie helped me up out of the water and led me into the woods surrounding the lake in a search for shelter from the brutally dark night.

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