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Anywhere But Here, Chapter 14

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“Eds?” You asked softly, walking into the bedroom.

Wayne had just came to pick Madison up, leaving the two of you alone to finish packing things back up before you headed back for the bus. He was folding his clean laundry and tucking them back into his bag as he looked up at you standing in the doorway. You needed to tell him before you left. He needed to know. This time, he was the first person you were telling. You kept the test a secret from Sam and Steve until they left the apartment and then you flopped down on the edge of Eddie’s bed, staring down at the tiny plastic strip in disbelief.

“What’s up?” He asked. When he looked at you, he could see that there was something wrong and his heart sank, “Hey…what’s wrong?”

“Uh…” you shifted nervously and pulled the test out from behind your back, “I’m just going to say it. The test is positive.”

“What?” His eyes widened as he looked over at you, “How? I thought you started?”

“Yeah, me too…but Sam brought up a very interesting point and so I took it and…it’s positive.” You swallowed harshly, “I don’t know what to do.”

“What do you mean?” He asked as he walked over to you.

“Like where…how do I get to a doctor if we’re going back out on the road? I know it’s super early but like…I need to see a doctor. I need to see all kinds of shit and I just…don’t know where to turn.”

“There’s a clinic in town. Stacy used it when she was pregnant.” Eddie cupped your face in his hands and forced you to look up at him, “Are you okay?”

“I’m just shocked,” you shrugged, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” he had a small smile on his face as he looked down at you, “I’m more than okay…I’m happy.”

“I’ve got to make some travel arrangements.” You sighed, “I can always catch a plane out to the next location and get back on the bus that way, I guess? I don’t know. I want to get the kid checked out, though. Make sure everything’s okay…I shouldn’t be too far behind you guys if I still travel in the RV-“

“Wait,” Eddie cut you off, “I’m going with you.”

“Eddie, you’ve got to be on time for the concert.”

“And it’ll be fine. You’re not going to that doctor’s appointment alone. I never missed any with Stacy and I’m not going to miss any with this kid, either.” Eddie shrugged, “If I miss one appointment, it’ll be over my cold dead body.”

“Eddie-“

“That’s enough,” Eddie covered your mouth with his hand and shook his head, “I told you, I’m not as big of a deadbeat as Stacy makes me out to be. I’m trying with Madison and I’m going to try my hardest with this kid, too. I’ve got you.”

He replaced his fingers with a kiss to your lips and then took the test from you, a small grin splayed across his face as he looked down at it and then back up at you.

“Can I keep it?” He chewed on his bottom lip.

“You want to keep the stick that I peed on?” You wrinkled your nose.

“Yep,” he nodded, “I have the positive test from Madison, too.”

“Keep it, you little goblin.” You laughed.

You watched as he went over to his closet and pulled a box out from his top shelf. It was labeled “Madison” on top with hearts and various drawings. He carried it over to the bed and sat it down, opening the top of it. Inside was sonograms, a tiny newborn hat, what looked like hospital bracelets, a neatly folded blanket, and a photo album.

“We’ll make the kid one if it’s own, but for now…this is the safest spot for it.” He said as he looked over at you, “Fireproof and everything…I wasn’t there for a lot of her baby years because I was working trying to support two addicts and a baby…and I missed everything with her. First words, first steps…shit I’ll never get back, ya know? I have this, at least.”

You opened the photo album and smiled at the first photo. It was a bit blurry but Madison’s tiny naked body laying on Stacy’s chest was evident. A birth photo. She even looked like Eddie fresh out the womb.

Eddie moved a bit closer to you, fingers flipping through the album to find a certain photo. He spread the book wider and laughed when you audibly gushed over the photo. She was older, had to have been a year old by then, and had a bandana wrapped around her head that matched Eddie’s who was sitting behind her. They were both holding up devil horns and had their tongues sticking out of their mouths as they stared at the camera.

“That’s my favorite photo of her,” Eddie said as he rested his head against your shoulder, “My little hellraiser."

"She’s so fuckin’ cute,” you smiled, “She looks just like you.”

“There you go again, cursing the child.” Eddie snorted.

You closed the book and sat it back in the box before you flopped backwards on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Eddie laid beside of you, turning his head to watch you. He pressed a soft kiss to your cheek, causing you to smile and turn to look at him.

“You’re still going to do the job, right?” Eddie asked, “You’re not going to quit?”

“No, I’m not going to quit. The tour is only a few more weeks longer, so I should be fine.” You nodded, “Might not take another band up after, though…this tour might be my last, Eds.”

“Just be our permanent manager,” Eddie snorted, “The kids can tour with us for a few years.”

“I don’t think I want to do this for the rest of my career life,” you shrugged, “Not now, especially.”

“What do you want to do next?” He asked as he threaded your fingers together.

“I don’t know,” you shrugged slightly, “I just want to be happy.” The next morning, you and Eddie were up bright and early. The previous night, Eddie had dropped by the bus to tell Jeff and Freak what was happening and that the two of you would be playing catch up as soon as the appointment was over with. He said Gareth was nowhere to be found but the guys were excited for the two of you. You were nervous as you filled out the paperwork. Planned Parenthood wasn’t as scary as it was made out to be and in that moment, you were thankful for its existence. You felt Eddie’s hand on your shaky thigh, squeezing gently to try and calm you down. He had been extra handsy, which you didn’t mind at all. It was comforting. He was comforting.

“Ms. Y/L/N?” The nurse called from the open door, holding it up for you two to walk through.

You were checked in and all of your vitals were taken and then you were set up on the table. After you were undressed from the waist down with the thin sheet over your legs, Eddie pulled a chair up to the side of the bed and looked up at you, his fingers threading through yours.

“Is this really happening?” You asked him, still in slight shock, “Are we really here?”

“We are,” he laughed softly as his fingers threaded through your hair, “You okay?”

“Freaking out a little bit,” you laughed.

There was a loud knock on the door and you took a deep breath as the doctor walked in with a warm smile. She introduced herself and asked you a few questions. She walked you through what was going to happen – the way she was going to complete the sonogram. Everything seemed a blur, like it wasn’t happening. You kept telling yourself that this wasn’t real – there was no way.

But as soon as the black and white image popped up on the screen…all the loud noises went away. The scary thoughts, the overwhelming urge to just run…it all disappeared. There was a teeny tiny blob in the center of the screen and the doctor laughed softly.

“I’d say you’re just at 5 weeks along,” The doctor nodded, “Very early.”

“Well…pregnancy has always been a big fear of mine,” you said softly, “Guess that’s why I was so skeptical.”

She pressed a button and the loud thump thump thump filled the room and silent tears filled your eyes. You felt Eddie’s hand tighten around yours and you turned to see him staring at the screen as mesmerized as you were.

"Everything looks great,” The doctor smiled, “Strong heartbeat for this stage of pregnancy.”

“So the baby is okay?” You glanced down at her, “It’s going to be okay?”

“We can never give a guarantee, ya know? The fetus is measuring healthy and according to your chart, and your last period, it’s measuring perfect time. Are you a first time mom?”

“Yeah.”

“Is this your first kid?” She glanced between the two of you.

“Our first kid together, but I have another daughter.” Eddie nodded, “First pregnancy I’m going to get to be around for everything, though.”

You didn’t know why it stung, but it did. It was a little selfish. You had no claim to Madison, but you loved her to death. The fact that you’d never be able to call her yours was what stung the most. Even though you just met her, you felt the maternal pull towards the two year old. Stacy sure as fuck never had the maternal instincts by the sound of it.

“Then these nerves are to be predicted. Your baby looks fine and you’re going to be fine.” She patted your thigh as she pulled the doppler out of you, “I’ll leave you to get cleaned up and dressed and we’ll discuss due dates, yeah?”

Once the door was shut, Eddie helped you slide your pants on once you had wiped yourself clean. He stood in between your legs and wrapped his arms around you as you rested your head against his chest and closed your eyes.

“Can’t believe this is real,” you said with a soft smile, “We’re going to be parents.”

“We are,” he gave you a small smile as he rubbed your back, “Madison is going to flip.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t tell anyone just yet…I’ve heard miscarriages are common in the first trimester. I don’t want to tell everyone that we’re pregnant and then something happen.” You frowned, “Ya know?”

“Yeah,” he nodded, “That’s understandable, I guess.”

“I love you, Eddie.”

“Love you more,” He whispered, fingers rubbing up and down the center of your back.

The two of you made quick work of getting back to the band. The RV was able to get caught up within under 5 hours and you were all there on time for Eddie to make the soundcheck. The ride was quiet for the most part. Eddie caught up on sleep and you spent most of the ride going over your notes and charges. The next three weeks were busy with back to back shows and a few signings. They had their first meet and greet tonight before the show. Sam had woke up from her nap and turned to stare at you for a few minutes before you recognized her.

“So…you’re pregnant?” She grinned.

“Yeah,” you snorted, “I am.”

“Holy shit.”

“Holy shit.” You said in agreeance.

“Holy shit!” she laughed.

“I know holy shit!” you said back with a matched energy.

“There’s going to be a little you.”

“We don’t know that yet. Won’t find out for a few weeks.” You shrugged, “We’re not really telling anyone because of how early I am…don’t want to risk something happening.”

“That’s understandable,” she nodded. She was quiet for a minute before she broke out in a giggle and repeated her “Holy shit!” all over again.

“So what’s going on with Steve?” You asked, a small smile spreading across your lips.

“I don’t know,” she sighed as she moved to lay on her back, “He’s…amazing…and he said if I ever came back to Hawkins to come see him.”

“He likes you,” you grinned playfully, “And I think you like him.”

“I do,” she pouted, “What the fuck is up with this tour, Y/N? We’ve never had this happen and I’ve been on plenty of tours with you.”

“Indiana boys will do it to you, I guess.” You sighed as Eddie walked into the front of the bus.

His hair was wild and the pajama pants he was wearing were slung low on his hips. He squinted at the two of you before rubbing his eyes and groaning, stretching his long body out before he turned and poured himself a cup of coffee.

“Morning, sleeping beauty.” Sam laughed.

“Kiss my ass,” he grumbled, causing the two of you to laugh even harder.

“How far out are we?” Eddie frowned.

“Just an hour or two. We’ll be there in time to make sound check and for you to attend the meet and greet.” You nodded, “We’ve got plenty of time.”

“I’m exhausted,” Eddie yawned, “Madison wore me out this weekend.”

He sat in the booth next to you, looking down at all the paperwork and then over to you. You placed a soft kiss to his bare shoulder before you went back to adding up all the cost from the last two shows. He rested his head against yours and sighed softly.

“What’s wrong?” You frowned.

“Not looking forward to seeing Gareth,” Eddie snorted, “The fact he didn’t bother me while we were at home says he’s still mad.”

“I’m sorry I pissed him off,” you said, looping your arm through his, “But I didn’t want Mads to see that.”

“No, you don’t have to apologize. He does this, ya know? Gets clean and is a decent guy and then gets strung out all over again.”

“I don’t want to come in between the two of you.” You said, “But I also want the best for you…and he’s not the best.”

“I get what you’re saying,” Eddie nodded, “We just got to see if we can get him to sober up.”

You placed another kiss to his shoulder as he sipped his coffee and then turned back to your work. The rest of the drive went over quickly and you were soon being ushered into the back stage doors. The crowd had already formed and the girls were shrieking at the sight of Eddie as you were whisked through the crowd with him. When everyone was inside and the door was secured, you all made your way back to the dressing rooms. The guys were all standing outside of their respective rooms, chatting and talking when Gareth noticed you two walking up first.

“Where the fuck have you two been?” Gareth glanced between the two of you.

“Not that it’s any of your business, but Y/N had a doctors appointment.” Eddie shrugged.

“Oh, just like you to skip out of practice over some bitch.” Gareth muttered to where he didn’t think anyone heard it, but Eddie picked up on it.

Before anyone could think or try to stop him, Eddie was slamming him up against the wall by his throat. The commotion caused everyone to stop and stare at the crowd of you and you tried to get Eddie to let him go as Gareth struggled in his grasp.

“I’m only going to tell you this once,” Eddie’s voice was low, “I don’t know what your issue is lately but you either get over it or you get out. You need some fuckin’ help because that coke is going to get you in trouble real fuckin’ quick, Gareth.”

“Fuck you!” Gareth tried to wrangle himself free of Eddie’s strong grip.

“I think you’re forgetting that this is my band – I started it and I’ll fuckin’ end it if I need to.” Eddie said, finally dropping him and stepping back, “Whatever your problem is, fuckin’ fix it before I fix it for you.”

“My problem is you!” Gareth shouted.

“Me?” Eddie laughed as he stared at him, but it was apparent he found nothing funny.

“Yes, you. We go out on this tour – our first tour, expecting to have fun and yet you’re allowing some cunt to keep you all wound up tight. We’re allowed to party, we’re allowed to have fun. It doesn’t always have to be work and no play.” Gareth shrugged.

“You gotta grow the fuck up, man.” Eddie snorted, “The difference between me and you is that this is a job for me. I’m not here to play and party, I’ve got a fuckin’ family to support-“

“The family don’t even exist and a daughter that doesn’t know you.” Gareth snorted.

“That’s enough!” Jeff stepped in between them, but it was no use. Eddie was pissed off and it was evident in the way he was clenching and unclenching his fists at his side.

“Fuck you,” Eddie pointed his finger in his face as he walked closer, “I regret ever asking you to join this band.”

“You get some new bitch and try to act like you’re better than everyone because you’re not using anymore." Gareth threw his hands up in the air, “You’re a fucking joke.”

“I’m a joke?” Eddie laughed and nodded, “You’re the fucking joke. Can’t even make it five goddamned weeks sober, Gareth. I told you once to stop talking about her like that and I fucking meant it. The end of this tour? You’re done with the band. Drummers are fucking replaceable. I could walk out and find a fan to fill in for you tonight. You don’t mean shit to this band or me anymore.”

“Fine.” Gareth threw his drum sticks at Eddie and then held up two middle fingers, “Replace me, bitch.”

One thing Eddie Munson didn’t take kindly to was being called a bitch and it was evident in the fact that it took all three of you to restrain him from chasing after Gareth who was walking away down. The glare he was giving him was enough to kill if looks had the ability. You hadn’t seen him this mad before. His nostrils were flared and he was basically seething.

“Hey, hey,” you said in a calming voice, turning his head to face him, “Calm down. It’s okay.”

“That’s supposed to be my best fucking friend,” Eddie huffed, “It’s not okay. He needs help, Y/N. I don’t know how to get it to him.”

“He’s got to want it for himself, Eds.” You said, keeping his focus on you, “You know that for yourself.”

“This fuckin’ hurts,” he shook his head, breaking free of the three of yours grasp, “He’s better than this shit, man.”

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thefreakymunson · 1 year

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Anywhere But Here, Chapter 11

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You were jostled awake by the RV hitting a bump in the road. You sighed softly, eyes cracking open to the dark RV. Glancing over at the clock, it read 4:36 AM. Sleeping was hard on the road, but luckily, you’d have a chance to catch up on some rest soon. There was a two day stay in Indiana to give the guys some time to rest after the show tonight.

It was a smaller venue, more intimate, but the guys were stoked to play it. Apparently The Hideout was where they got their start. You were excited to see their old stomping grounds, but the anxiety you felt being that close to where Stacy resided made your stomach feel queasy. It was either that or the pregnancy – possibly both.

You sat up on the side of the bed, letting your feet dip down onto the cold floor.

“You okay?” You heard Eddie’s sleepy voice, still hoarse from the prior nights show, come from behind you.

“Yeah, go back to sleep.” You said softly, patting his hand that reached out for you, “Just going to get something to drink.”

When you opened the sliding door to the bedroom, you seen Sam sitting up on the fold out couch. There was a small lamp on beside of her, and you could tell by the way she was curled up, she was reading the book you had loaned her earlier.

“Can’t sleep either?” You asked softly.

She acted as if she didn’t hear you and you laughed slightly to yourself. She was giving you the silent treatment apparently.

“Okay,” you said as you sat down beside of her, “Well...I just wanted to apologize. I snapped at you yesterday and I’m sorry.”

“Does he know now?”

“He does know.”

“Yeah,” you nodded.

“Did you take the test?”

“No, I’m going to wait at least a week. I’m just two days late so anything could happen.” You shrugged softly, “We had a long talk and I swore to him I could take care of it by myself, but he said he didn’t want me to have to go through any of it alone.”

“Will he go see Madison while he’s in town?”

“That’s all he talked about last night was getting to see her, so I’m sure.” You nodded, “Things aren’t completely resolved between us but...I get the feeling that I haven’t heard the entire story of what really happened between him and Stacy, or why she was left with his uncle. It’s hard for him to talk about.”

“Yeah, but he can’t keep you just waiting to hear the entire story.” Sam frowned.

“Holy shit,” she sighed, “This tour is wild already.”

“It is,” you laughed, “There’s less than a month to go, too.”

“What happens then?”

“Hm?”

“When the tour is over and he goes back to Indiana and you go back home...what then?”

The weight of her question hit you like a ton of bricks. Truth is, you hadn’t even really thought about it. You didn’t usually have to think that far ahead. Sam must’ve seen the realization hit you because you felt her arms wrap around your shoulder and pull you down into a hug as you felt the tears well up in your eyes.

“This isn’t fair,” you frowned.

Your home was one of the things you were most proud of, having bought and paid for it yourself your first year of working for the label. You weren’t ready to give it up and move so far away and that was a huge ask of Eddie. He had an entire child waiting on him to get back to in Indiana, he had friends and family, too.

“I know,” Sam said softly as she stroked your hair, “We can’t chose who we fall in love with.”

Your emotions had been a roller coaster, and paired with the weight of the emotions from the past two days, you were starting to feel like you were drowning. Sam held you as you sobbed into her chest, muffling the sound of your cries. You clutched to her tightly, wanting everything to just stop for even a few minutes.

When you sat back up, you were red faced and wet cheeks as she wiped your tears away. Her fingers tucked wet pieces of hair behind your ears as she swallowed her own emotions.

“I’m sorry for snapping at you,” you repeated your words from earlier, “It’s just...a lot right now.”

“I know. I’m just trying to make sure you’re looking out for you, ya know?” She whispered softly, “You’re important to me.”

“I know,” you whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” she gave you a small smile, “If it’s a girl, name her after me….you have to. It’s best friend law.”

You laughed and shook your head as you stood up from the couch and grabbed a bottle of water as you looked over at her, “If...if this doesn’t work out with him, and I am pregnant...will you please help me raise it?”

She held her pinkie out and gave you a honest smile when you hooked your little finger with hers, “I pinkie promise the little bastard will have the coolest best friend dad in the world.”

You laughed and slapped her hand away before you made your way back into the room where Eddie was still asleep. Crawling into bed, you laid down facing Eddie. He felt the bed dip and his arm instinctively wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him as your legs tangled with his.

“You okay?” He asked again, making you laugh softly. He was still very much asleep.

It gave you a minute to really study him, your fingers ghosting over his smooth cheekbones and down to his lips, your thumb tracing the outline of his mouth, before you leaned forward and kissed him. He wasn’t as asleep as you thought, feeling his hand flat against your back as he pulled you in closer and kissed you back.

“I want you to meet Maddie tomorrow,” he whispered softly, “If you’re up for it.”

“Yeah?” You gave him a smile as you nuzzled your nose against his, “I’d love to...i just don’t want to be around Stacy.”

“I doubt she’ll be there.” He snorted, “Don’t gotta worry about that.”

He kissed you again, this time his tongue flicking against your lips for entrance. Your tongue brushed against his as he pulled your leg up over his hips, nudging his knee in between your thighs, right up against your heated core.

“Just wanna be inside of you,” he mumbled against your kiss, “Need to feel you.”

“Yes, please.” You whispered, clutching to his bicep as you felt the need for him grow in the pit of your stomach.

His fingers dipped into your panties, stroking through your slit, thumb rubbing lazy circles over your clit as his mouth devoured yours. It didn’t take long, the pool of wetness being spread by his prying fingers. Your nose bumped against his as you arched into him, a soft needy whine escaping your lips as you felt his fingers leave you.

It was replaced soon by the tip of his cock, just outside your entrance as he looked over your face in the dark room. You nodded slightly, fingers threading into the curls at the base of his neck as he guided himself inside of you. Trying to be quiet to not disturb Sam, you pressed your face into his neck, your arms clinging to him as he filled you entirely.

He nuzzled his nose against your hair, breathing you in, giving himself a moment just to feel you. His hands trailed up under the baggy shirt you were wearing, pinching and massaging all at the same time.

“You feel so fucking good,” he mumbled as his warm hands traveled up to your chest.

Being touched on and loved by him feltgood. It was the way he stroked your body, skilled calloused fingers scratchy against your soft skin.

You gently pushed him on his back, keeping him inside of you as you straddled his lap. His fingers dug in your thighs as you slowly rocked yourself on him, your hands resting on his chest for leverage. His eyes were glued to your cunt, watching as he speared yourself down around his cock. His fingers splayed across your thighs, large enough to keep them where they were and pressed his thumb against your clit, hearing your soft moans as you ground yourself down against him, the patch of public hair tickling your sensitive skin in all the right ways.

“Eddie,” it was a soft whimper, but loud enough for him to hear it.

He brought his knees up, knocking you forward a bit, as he started thrusting up inside of you, his cock hitting that needy spot as you buried your face in his neck, mind too gone to do anything else other than snake your hand between your bodies and rub your clit the same pace he was doing earlier.

His thrusts got deeper the harder he panted, breathing quickening as he felt you start to pulse around him. He nuzzled into your hair, cradling your head to his chest as he fucked you through your orgasm, and then chased his own, the two of you reduced to a sweaty, panting lump of bodies.

You stayed there with him buried inside of you still, his arms clinging to you tightly, and all you could think about was the happiness that bounced around inside of you. He made you so unbelievably happy. You didn’t get a lot of alone moments with him, but in the times that you did get to share alone, you felt yourself slipping further and further into his grasp, falling into him, no matter how high your walls were stacked. He always broke them down.

The next morning, the RV’s brakes woke you up. You stretched your sore body out on the bed, feeling behind you for Eddie and finding a cold bed. And then you smelled the coffee brewing and heard the soft chattering in the front of the RV and smiled to yourself. They were getting along by the sounds of it, which was a good thing. Sam was an important part of your life.

“Has she told you about the fact that she was in a band?” You heard Sam’s laugh.

“Y/N? No way,” Eddie laughed in disbelief, “Are you serious?”

“We both were!” Sam nodded, “Grunge band that never made it out of a garage, but we gave it our all for about three months.”

“She told me she loved music but she never told me she played,” Eddie shrugged.

“I played lead guitar,” you said as you emerged from the back room, causing them both to jump, embarrassment tinging their faces at the fact that they had been caught talking about you, “And sang.”

“A woman after my own heart then, hm?” He smirked as he stood up and walked over to you, kissing the top of your head as you poured your cup of coffee, “Can I hear you sometime?”

“There’s a reason why we never made it out of the garage, Eddie.” You laughed, “The reason was me.”

“I don’t believe that.” He shook his head.

“What else did she tell you about?” You playfully glared past his shoulder at Sam who just shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly.

“All good things,” he gave you a small smile.

“What’s on the agenda for today?” You said as you walked over and sat down at your big three ringed binder. His hand slid over your waist as you walked past him, fingers gently digging into your skin to try and keep you close but not completely clingy enough to stop you.

“I’d like for you to go with me to see my kid and meet my uncle,” he said sheepishly, “Let them know I’m not a complete loser and that I can pull a gorgeous girlfriend.”

You looked up at him a bit dumbfounded that went unnoticed by him as he turned around to walk back into the back room. You heard the bed dip and could see from the shadow that he was putting his shoes on.

“Did you hear that?” You asked softly as you turned to face Sam.

“Hear what?”

“He called me his girlfriend,” you blinked a few times.

“Well...aren’t you?” Sam looked at you from over her coffee mug.

“He’s never asked me,” you shrugged.

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Being in the bands hometown meant being able to get rid of the buses for a few days. You, Eddie, and Sam had decided on staying at his own apartment while the rest of the guys went to their respective homes. You would be meeting up later at the Hideout for their show. You lugged your small bag of clothes and hygiene products up the steps behind Eddie, who quickly unlocked the door and let the two women walk in first.

“This place is a dump, just to warn you. But there’s hot water and comfortable beds, so...can’t go too wrong, yeah?” Eddie snorted as he kicked the door closed behind him. You dropped your bag down on the floor, watching as he walked over and turned the window unit air conditioner on. The walls were bare except for a few tapestries, the couches didn’t match, and there was a single small TV adorning one corner. However, beside of the small television, there was a rack of guitars and amps that spanned the rest of the wall. Above them was a huge collection of albums and tapes, a record player perched on top of the biggest amp. He was a musician through and through.

“It’s fine,” you gave him a small smile, “Sam and I have stayed in dodgy hotels for most of my career….at least we’re safe here.”

“Safe as you’ll ever be,” he snorted, “While in Hawkins, at least.”

He walked to the small hallway and pointed down to the left, “Sam, the spare bedroom is in there. I think my old roommate’s shit is still pretty much in there for the most part, but it’s clean and you should be able to rest easily in there.”

“Who was this old roommate?” Sam looked over at him, “Clean?”

“It’s clean,” he laughed and nodded, “Old roomie was Gareth before he bought his place with his girlfriend.”

“Okay,” she sighed in relief. She knew Gareth, he was clean. Thank god.

“And down here,” he said as he threaded his fingers through yours and pulled you down the rest of the short hallway, “Is my room.”

He pushed the door open and your eyes widened slightly. You expected messy and unorganized, but it was clean. The bed was made, black comforters laid neatly against the mattress that was situated in the corner of the room. You watched as he flopped face first down onto his bed, a soft content groan leaving his mouth as he melted into his own bed for the first time in a week.

“I’ve missed this bed,” he mumbled, looking up at you as you moved to lay beside of him.

His room smelt like him, it was like being completely surrounded. You moved to press your nose against his hair, breathing him in as he pulled you even closer into him, his arm draping over your waist as he pressed his face to your chest.

“You called me your girlfriend earlier,” you mumbled softly, fingers tracing the sharp edge of his jaw. You felt him tense below you.

“Was I not supposed to?” He asked quietly, as if he was worried he had done something wrong.

“I mean, we hadn’t really talked about it.” You shrugged, “I liked it...it felt good.”

“Are you my girlfriend?” His voice was muffled by your chest.

“I think the correct way is will you be my girlfriend?” You smirked.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” His voice was even more muffled and you looked down, seeing the slight red tint to his cheeks.

“Are you blushing?”

“Shut up and answer my question,” he groaned, which turned into a laugh as you looked down at him.

“I mean...I guess I love you.” You laughed softly, “Maybe we done this a bit backwards, hm?”

“Couldn’t help it,” he snorted.

“Yeah, I just knew when you damn near knocked me out with that door, I was doomed.” You laughed, hearing his own laughter bubble from his chest, “To answer your question, yes.”

“Really?” He asked, finally lifting his face to look up at you.

“Why not?” You shrugged sheepishly, “You’re pretty cute and I might be knocked up by you, so…i figured I should give you a chance.”

“I think you’re pretty cute too,” he smirked as he leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to your lips.

You laid there for a few minutes, pulled flush against him, fingers gently rubbing at his scalp as he looked up at you, brown eyes warm and inviting. He seemed to have a perplexed look on his face, as if he was hesitant to bring up whatever was on his mind.

“What’s going on in here?” You asked, moving to tap the center of his forehead.

His fingers curled around the fleshiest part of your thigh as you draped your leg over his hip, pulling you closer to him as he laid in front of you.

“I felt like I put you on the spot earlier, telling you I wanted you to meet Mads.” He chewed on his bottom lip, “You don’t have to...i understand if you’re not ready for that, yet...but I want to share everything I can with you...i’d like for her to start being a bigger part of my life. Before I left for tour, I didn’t have her with me constantly, but I was trying more than I had before, ya know, and I just---”

“I want to meet her,” you said as you threaded your fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck, “I know she’s tiny and she won’t understand who I am, but...i’d love to meet your daughter.”

“Yeah? You don’t feel like I’m pressuring you?”

“Absolutely not,” you shook your head, “This is your home time. If you want just the two of you to go off for a bit, I can entertain Sam and myself. I’m not going to keep you from your family time.”

“What if I want you included in my family time?” He asked softly, moving to stare at you completely.

His question took you back a little bit and you felt the tears well up. Stupid emotions. You pushed his bangs off of his forehead as you bent down and kissed his lips fully, trying to will the tears away but they slipped down your face, wetting his cheeks in their journey. His fingers slid behind your ear as he kissed you back but stopped once he felt your tears.

“Why are you crying?” He pulled back a bit, fingers ghosting over your earlobe.

“It’s just nice to feel wanted,” you shrugged, “Haven’t had that in awhile, Eds.”

“I love you,” he nuzzled his nose against yours, “I’m always going to want you.”

After a few more shared soft minutes, fingers tracing and touching over your clothes, you got up and took a hot shower, staying in a few minutes too long. The hot stinging water felt amazing against your taunt muscles. Your thighs were still a bit sore from their overuse from the previous night and as your fingers drug the rag over your body, cleaning away any traces of dirt, you realized just how sore you were.

In the comforting warmth of the hot shower, you done something you hadn’t allowed yourself to do prior. You moved your hands up over your stomach, right over your navel. If you were pregnant, you were too early to notice any changes to your body, but there was a part deep down inside of you that just knew your suspicions were correct. No matter how scary it was.

---

Forest Hills Trailer park was a quiet little park out past the major train tracks that ran through town. Eddie drove you there with ease, obviously knowing the roads like the back of his hands. The back of his hand that rested on your thigh the entire way there. You were holding the bag of things he had bought for Madison out on the road. Small stuffed animals, shirts, different toys. He said something about finally being able to afford to spoil his girl when he handed you the bag, a sheepish smile on his face. You felt the pride that radiated off of him. He could afford a few simple toys now for his daughter...the smile was infectious.

“She’s going to be a little shy at first probably,” Eddie gave you a reassuring smile when he parked the car and looked over at you, “She warms up fast, though.”

The door to the trailer opened once you and Eddie were walking towards the trailer and Wayne walked out, a small toddler holding onto his finger as she stepped down off of the small ledge by herself. She was sporting two pig tails and there was a pacy in her mouth as her sneaker clad feet thumped over the wooden porch.

She made a beeline for Eddie, her brown curls bouncing as she walked as fast as she could, arms swinging with each step. You watched as Eddie squatted down and scooped her up in his arms, causing her to squeal in delight.

“Who is that, Mads?” The man, who you realized must’ve been Wayne, asked as he laughed.

“Daddy!” She grinned up at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him tightly.

“Hi, stink.” Eddie’s smile was one that took your breath away. He lit up around her, as she did the same. They looked nearly identical. Same nose, same pouty pink lips, and the same big brown doe eyes. She was just a tiny version of Eddie. He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead and whispered,“I missed you.”

Wayne walked a bit closer, pulling his nephew into a side hug before he turned to you and held out a hand.

“I’m Wayne,” he said as he nudged Eddie in the ribs, “Sorry, I raised him better than to not introduce the pretty women.”

“Sorry,” Eddie said sheepishly, “This is Y/N, my girlfriend. Y/N, this is Wayne, and this little stinker is Madison.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Munson.” You said as you shook his hand.

“Just call me Wayne,” he gave you a small polite smile.

“I’ve gotta run down to the corner store,” Wayne said as he looked between the two of you, “You okay with her?”

“Yeah, I’ve got her.” Eddie gave him a small smile, fingers tickling her sides as she squealed, “Take your time.”

You watched as Eddie sat down on the side of the porch with Madison in his lap and you flopped down beside. You could feel her curious eyes on you as you sat down, knowing she was wondering who you were. It must’ve been confusing seeing another woman with her dad. Wayne was gone a few minutes later and you pulled the bags of toys into your lap, hoping that just for a split second that she would warm up to you if she saw you brought offerings.

“Hi, Madison.” You gave her a small smile, which caused her to bashfully duck her head into Eddie’s chest. She silently waved at you with her small chubby hand before she tucked her hand between her body and Eddie’s chest sheepishly, “Are you being shy?”

“You can talk to her, silly.” Eddie said as he tickled her side, “You know how to talk.”

She pressed her face further into his neck with a small “mph!” to hide. You looked over at Eddie and gave him a small nervous smile as to ask ‘Please help me here,’ and then you got an idea.

“Look what I’ve got,” you said as you dug into the bag and pulled out a small pink teddy bear. You had slipped it in the bag before you left. Eddie wasn’t the only one who could supply the presents, “Daddy said you liked teddy bears and every princess likes the color pink, hm?”

The two key words got her attention and she turned her head a bit to look at you with one eye. Her small hand reached out for the bear, pulling it to her chest with a quickness that was unmatched by anything you had seen before.

“What do you say?” Eddie asked as he bounced her on his knee, “Can you tell her thank you?”

“Tanks,” she said with a lopsided smile that matched Eddies.

“She is your mini me,” You laughed softly as you shook your head in disbelief at just how much they resembled each other.

“Don’t curse the child like that,” Eddie laughed.

You sat and watched them, seeing the wanton look that came over his face whenever she smiled up at him. He gave her the rest of the contents of the bag and the two of them played for a bit. You had taken to just being quiet, watching them run around the yard, smiling behind your hand at Eddie who was resting on his knees, a pink tiara sat atop his head. You could see the love in his eyes as he watched her run around, playing through the bubbles that was being blown by Eddie.

“Here,” Madison said, drawing you out of your thoughts as she walked over to you and held her hand out, “You come play?”

“You want me to play with you and daddy?” You asked, taking her tiny hand in yours.

“Yes, please.” Big brown eyes stared up at you behind the biggest toothy grin, a small giggle coming out as she watched you stand up.

She guided you by the hand over to sit next to Eddie, giving you another sheepish grin as she slyly handed you the second bottle of bubbles with a look that said “Please?”

“Welcome to the next hour of your life,” Eddie laughed softly as he dipped his wand back into the liquid.

And so you sat there, for the next hour, blowing bubble after bubble through the plastic green wand, the laughter of the tiny child infecting the both of you. She was a blitz of energy, bouncing between you and Eddie for most of it, before she got tired and to your surprise, climbed up into your lap to catch her breath.

“She’s probably going to fall asleep,” Eddie smirked as he handed you her sippy cup, “You can take her inside if you want while I clean up the toys?”

He helped you stand up, and you felt her cling to you a bit tighter when you lifted her up with yourself. You could tell she was getting sleepy by the way her eyes started to slip closed, even though she was trying to fight it – afraid she would miss whatever was happening.

You made the journey into the trailer, the slated door slamming shut behind you and you jumped slightly. Eddie didn’t get his interior design skills from his uncle, that was for sure. Coffee mugs and hats lined the walls of the trailer, but everywhere in child height was pink. It was like the trailer was split in half horizontally. Pink toys scattered over the carpet, a pink blanket draped over the chair. He wasn’t lying when he said she loved the color pink.

Eddie walked back in a few minutes later, finding the two of you swaying slightly in the living room. She was still clutching her sippy cup in her hand, but her eyes were closed and she was fast asleep.

He took a few seconds to just watch the two of you, seeing her draped over your chest, cheek pressed tight against your shoulder. You hadn’t noticed him standing in the door way as you looked at the few photo frames that hung on the wall. He took in the way you slowly rubbed your hand over her back, soothing her while she slept. It felt natural to see you like this, as if it was in your nature. The door shut, getting your attention as you turned to face him with a small smile. A smile that warmed his heart.

“Here, let me go put her down.” Eddie said, gently peeling the sleeping girl off of your shoulder. She stirred a bit, wondering what was happening, but when he seen it was Eddie, she was back fast asleep.

He carried her down to the end of the hallway, and you found yourself following along. You watched as he bent down and placed in her her crib, softly shushing her as she started to whine, a firm hand on her stomach until she calmed back down and went back to sleep. You watched as he lightly stroked her still red cheek with the back of his hand, making sure she was asleep before he stood up straight and turned around, smiling once he seen you standing there watching him.

He left the door cracked just a bit as he followed you back into the living room, a soft sigh leaving his mouth as he sat down on the couch, pulling you down with him.

“She’s going to be out for a few,” he nodded, “Kid plays hard.”

“Just like you,” you laughed softly, “Queen Eddie.”

His hand reached up as if he suddenly remembered there was a tiara sitting on his head and he laughed at himself.

“Pinks your color,” you smirked, watching as he tossed it to the other couch and then rested back against the cushion, “You okay?”

“Yeah,” he nodded, “It just sucks knowing I have to leave her again. She warms up to me and then when I’m gone for even longer, it takes her a bit to remember me when I come back.”

“She didn’t forget you by the looks of this morning,” You grinned, “She bolted straight to you.”

“Like fire,” he laughed.

“Exactly,” you laughed, “She’s gorgeous. You created a perfect replica of you, you know that?”

His fingers rubbed up and down your arms as he looked over at you, a small smile on his face.

“I know you were a bit worried about meeting her. I could see you were anxious.” He smirked, “But you handled it perfectly. She warmed up to you faster than she has anyone ever before. Even me sometimes.”

“Did Wayne leave because I’m here?”

“No,” he laughed softly, “I think he uses it as an excuse to give me and Mads some alone time. He runs to the corner store each time I’m here...for hours at a time. It’s nice to just be able to see her. I’ve told him he doesn’t have to leave, I can take her to the park or something, but...i don’t know. He’s a strange man sometimes.”

You leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his lips, cupping his jaw in your hands as you felt his arms snake around your waist. Soft, tender kisses shared for a few quiet minutes before you sat up a bit and looked around.

“Those photos...are they you as a kid?” You nodded up to the wall.

He followed your train of sight and visibly cringed at the photo you were pointing to. He was a kid, a little bit older than Madison was now, sitting on the exact same couch the two of you were now. He had his moms guitar in his lap and you could barely see him over the top of it, but his smile was wide.

“I told him to get rid of that fuckin’ photo,” Eddie groaned, “Yeah...that’s me in all my nappy headed child ways.”

“You were adorable,” you laughed softly, “Oh my god, you even started off a musician, didn’t you?”

“Were? He feigned hurt, “How dare you.”

“You’re still adorable, but I would dare to call you handsome now.” You gave him a small smile as you looked up at him, “Maybe even sexy.”

“Maybe?” He laughed, “Okay, well you’ve definitely struck a nerve now.”

“Oh yeah?” You smirked, “What are you going to do about it?”

“Just wait until I we get home tonight,” he grinned, his tongue tucked into the corner of his mouth as he playfully poked his finger into your sides.

“Is she coming to the concert tonight?” You laughed, pushing his hands away.

“I couldn’t get any extra tickets, they were all sold out.” He said, biting back his frown. You could tell he wanted them there, this was the first time they ever sold out The Hideout, “Plus, I know the music will be too loud for her probably.”

“There’s always a way around that and there’s headphones she can wear. I keep a pair with me backstage.” You shrugged, “Do you want them there?”

“She’s never seen me play,” he gave you a slight shrug, “Not on a stage at least...it’d be cool for her to witness it, I think.”

----

It was an hour until show time as you went over your check list twice, making sure everything was set. The band had been in the RV since sound check earlier and you going over your last bit of check list when the door to the venue opened and you turned to see Wayne walking in and a bundle of pink of purple attached to his hip. She perked up this time when she seen you instead of shying away and she wiggled free of his grasp, making a beeline for you.

“Hi, Madison!” You said cheerfully as you slotted your hands under her arms and lifted her up, “You look so pretty!”

“Tanks,” she said again, as if she knew she was the cream of the crop. You loved her confidence, “Where daddy?”

“Daddy is out on the bus getting ready to play tonight.” You said, fixing her tiara, “Do you want to go see him?”

“Yes, please.” She gave you a smile as she clapped her hands together.

“You gotta yell at these men that there’s a princess coming through,” you said, dodging a few of the crew as they carried the heavy light rig through the slightly crowded space.

“Hey, watch out. There’s a princess here!” She shouted at them, causing everyone around her to laugh.

“I am so sorry, your majesty.” One of them called, “I’ll make sure it won’t happen again.”

When you got to the tour bus, you thought for a moment before you just decided to open the door and go for it. When you finished climbing the stairs, you felt your heart sink to your stomach. You watched as three of the four guys passed a rolled up funnel between the three of them and were huddled over the small tray that you had come to be able to identify in a split second. It was the same one you seen Eddie snorting from the night of the hotel party.

Thankfully, you were able to whip around before Madison saw anything to really question it. You handed her to Wayne and asked him to wait right there. None of them had realized you were even on the bus, too enamored with the white powder that had been chopped into fine lines already for them.

Without thinking, and without caring, you walked straight to the middle of their huddle and smacked the tray out of their hands.

“Hey!”

“What the FUCK, Y/N?”

“No, all three of you shut the fuck up.” You said sternly as you pointed a finger in their faces, “Listen to me. I’m responsible for the four of you for the rest of this goddamned tour and the sanctification of the people who have paid to see you. Now I don’t give a flying fuck what you do after the show, but an hour before show time, I do not EVER want to see you fucking using again. Do you three understand me? I had Madison with me, she almost saw what the fuck you three dumb asses were up to.”

Three. Three. There was only three of them. Gareth, Jeff, and Freak. Where was Eddie?

The back door opened and Eddie walked out as he slid his shirt over his head, looking down into the front sitting area as you chewed the three of them out. He wasn’t sure what had happened, but as he made his way closer, you were on the tell end of your speech.

He stepped into the room as they were starting to argue back with you and tried to get a grasp on what was happening as he looked around in disbelief at the way they were acting.

“You fuckin’ owe me $250, you dumb bitch!” Gareth said as he stood straight up and got in your face, pushing your pointing finger away.

“Hey!” Eddie shouted, gripping the back of his shirt and jerking him back down, “Don’t you fucking talk to her like that. What’s going on?”

“I don’t owe you shit, asshole!” You shouted as you glared at him, “Talk to me like that again. I fucking dare you.”

“Hey, hey!” Eddie said, moving to stand between the two of you, “What the fuck is going on?”

“I was bring Madison on board to see you and I walk in and these three idiots are snorting up,” you said as you looked between the three of them, “An hour before show time.”

“Jesus,” Eddie sighed as he looked around at the three of them, “Where is she? Did she see anything?”

“No,” you sighed, “Her and Wayne are outside waiting. Where were you?”

“I was in the back getting dressed,” he frowned.

You stopped him in his tracks and stared deep into his eyes, seeing his pupils regular sized. His nose was clean, there was no sniffling.

“I swear, I’m not on anything.” He said, sincerity set deep in his brown eyes, “I didn’t even know they were using.”

Eddie grabbed his coat and slid it on his arms as you turned back to the guys, seeing their three pissed faces. Good. They deserved to be pissed off for pulling this stunt.

“Clean this shit up and get ready to go on.” You said as you looked between the three of them.

“Fuck you, I don’t have to listen to you.” Gareth spat at you, disgust evident in his face.

“Gareth, I’m going to give you one more fucking chance to stop talking to her like that.” Eddie said loudly, nostrils flared as he stared his best friend down.

The glare down between the two men was intense, neither of them moved an inch for a few seconds, locked in a heated gaze that screamed in the silent tense filled bus. You managed to push him down the steps and outside to his daughter who squealed in delight when she seen him.

---

You kept Wayne and Madison backstage with you. It was a small venue, but the backstage seating arrangement gave you a side stage seat. Madison had her noise canceling ear muffs on as she danced to the opening act. Luckily, she was in her own world as she danced her awkward baby dance, arms tucked out at her side looking as she had wings as she bounced herself up and down.

Things were still heated between Eddie and Gareth and the tension was still thick, but Eddie shrugged it off as best as he could as he played with Madison when she gave the dancing a break. He tossed her up in the air, her pink dress a stark contrast to the band t-shirt and the ripped jeans her dad was wearing.

The band had finished their set and Corroded Coffin was to take the stage next. Gareth walked past them as the other three huddled up and gave you a death stare as he walked straight out onto the stage. You wouldn’t falter – you knew to stand your ground. He was just an addict in pain. He’d get over it eventually.

“You going to watch daddy play, huh?” Eddie asked as he picked Madison up and balanced her on his hip, “For the first time.”

“Yeah!” She laughed.

“Going to be my good luck charm, hm?” He asked as he fixed the pink tiara back on her head correctly.

“Yep,” she matched the grin on his face and you swore you melted as you watched them both move to kiss each others cheeks.

He handed her back to you, giving you a soft kiss on the lips, and then patted Wayne on his shoulder. You moved Madison’s earphones back onto her ears as the lights dimmed and the sound of a guitar filled the small venue. She sat in your lap the entire time, completely enthralled in watching as Eddie played.

Metal music was hard to dance to but as she stood up in front of you, she made the most of it, flailing her arms and mimicking her dad as he head banged out on the stage to the beat of the music.

When Eddie looked over at you as he took a sip of his beer, he felt his heart beat a bit faster. He stole plenty of looks throughout the usual performances, but this one hit a lot harder. Jeff was leading the band into their second song and you scooped Madison up, swaying back and forth to the beat of the drums as they kicked in, and for the first time since the day Madison was born, he felt a happiness so deep inside of his body that he felt as if he was going to burst. ------ A/N: Do you guys like the longer chapters like this or the shorter chapters? Let me know!

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