Dear , Eddie Freaking Munson.

He sits me down on the counter, and plants a sweet kiss on my cheek. It lingers, leaving a cold mark. He turns the bath on, and sits by the faucet, waiting for the water to heat up. A few seconds later, he plugs the drain in. "Come on," He picks me up and sets me in the tub. I move to the side opposite of the faucet, and lay down. I feel the water start to rise over me, the warmth pulling out the cold from my skin. "I'm proud of you, darling," He says. I smile at him, "I love you, Munson." I whisper. "I love you more, Cora."

Eddie stops the water for me. "Sit up darling," He said. Eddie had on a black pair of boxers now. I sat up, like he said. He started to wash my hair for me, massaging my scalp ever so gently. While washing my hair, he whispers sweet nothings to me, and reassures me of how good I was. My chest rose up, and fell down slowly, as I calmly let myself melt into the water. I was so lucky to have him.

He gets a cup from the counter, and washes the bubbles out. "Do you want to do conditioner, or do you just want to get out now?" He asked. "I want out now," I mumbled. "Okay princess," He unplugs the drain, and that horrid noise fills the room. "Let me get you a towel," He left the room. I smiled slightly, and shut my eyes. Now all I wanted to do was drink water, then go to sleep. He comes back, holding a grey towel, and a pair of black thongs. "These were the first ones I saw, so I just grabbed them, I hope they're okay," He said. "Yes, those are good," I mumbled out. "Okay, stand up love." I stood up, and he wrapped me in the towel. The soft, yet rough edges of the towel pressed into my skin. He then picked me up, and carried me like a baby to my room.

When we got in my room, he sat me down on the bed. He took off my towel, and gently laid me down. He got my black thong from the edge of the bed, and slowly slid it up my legs. "Do you need anything, my love?" He asked, in a hushed tone. "Water," I mumbled. "I got it sweetheart," He left the room again. While he was gone, I nuzzled up under the covers. I was still a little damp, but it's just a little water. I didn't bother to put anything else on, Eddie had already seen every bit of me, so it didn't really matter.

Eddie comes back into the room, holding a tall glass of water. "For you, my love," He handed me the glass. I took it with both hands, and chugged half of it down. "Damn Cora, not so fast or you're gonna get a stomach ache." He said. I set the water glass by my bed, next to the one he brought in earlier. "Oh shit, we haven't ate today," He says. "I'm not really hungry, I'll eat when I wake up," I reply. "Yeah, me too," He looks at the clock. "It's three in the afternoon, does your clock have an alarm?" He asked. I groggily nodded and showed him how to set it. He set the alarm for 5:00pm, so we'd get about 2 hours of sleep. Once he's done setting the alarm, he crawls under the covers next to me. He rolls over and spoons me, holding me close. I hold the top of his hand in mine, and slowly fall asleep.
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The loud noise of the alarm pierces my ears. Eddie is still holding me close. My eyes shoot open. I pull my hand from under the covers, and slap the top of the alarm, silencing it. Eddie groans. The clock reads 5:00pm. I groan and flop my hand down the side of the bed. Eddie squeezes me, and groans. "I'm hungry," He whispered. I felt his cold rings resting with his hand on my stomach. He rubbed my stomach softly, I felt the metal go up, and down. "Come on baby, lets go eat something," He mumbled. I yawned.

He removed his hand from my side, and sat up. I rolled over, now facing him. I had completely forgot what had happened two hours ago, up until I saw him shirtless. He looked over at me. "You need clothes, my love," He groaned. I rolled my eyes. Eddie crawled out of the bed, and went to his bag. He pulled out a pair of pajama pants, and a plain grey sweater. He tossed the sweater at me. "Just put this on, can't have you walking around the house with your boobs out," I laughed at his antics. I sat up, and leaned over to grab the sweater. I threw it on. It swallowed me whole. The sleeves were longer than my arms, and it went down to my mid thigh. I stood up, and went over to Eddie I wrapped my arms around his arm, and held onto him. He nuzzled my hair, and basically dragged me down the stairs, to the kitchen.

I hopped onto the counter and bent my legs to sit criss cross. Eddie opened the fridge. "Damn girl, you're stocked up. You have like 5 years worth of food in here!" Eddie shouts. I giggle. "Yeah, my mom over-shops." It was true. My mom goes to the grocery store for like 5 things, comes back with $400 worth of things. He ends up getting a snack box, that has crackers, turkey, and cheese. He rips off the plastic and opens it. He puts together a cracker sandwich type thing, with two crackers, turkey, and cheese. "Mmm, this is the stuff." He mumbles, his mouth stuffed. Gross. The phone rings. We both look over at the house phone that's hanging on the wall. I hop off the counter, my feet harshly hitting the floor. "I got it!" I turned my feet, and went to the phone.

I pick it up, and put it beside my ear. "Hello?" I say softly. "Hi honey! It's mom, I won't be back until next Monday, I have some things to take care of for business," She said. "Oh, alright! We'll be fine here, we've just hung out and watched some movies," I replied, feeling bad for lying. But I can't tell my mom that I was fucked out of my mind. "Alright hunny, I'm so sorry I can't be home sooner. But if Eddie can stay with you the rest of the week and make sure you get to school, that'd be wonderful." I didn't expect her to have so much chill with Ed. "I'll ask him, and call you before bed. What number are you calling off of?" She gave me the number, and I called it out to Eddie so he could write it down. "Thanks mom, I love you. And please be safe, okay?" Mom sighed. "I love you too sweetie, I'm again, so sorry I can't be home, but if I don't do this work, I could lose my job. That's the last thing we need right now. I'll talk to you tonight hun. Bye," I looked down at my feet, she sounded so upset. "Okay, bye mom." I put the phone back on the wall. "So, my mom isn't able to come home until next Monday, which is in a week. Do you think you could stay with me?" I asked Eddie. I'm sure he wouldn't mind. "Yeah, of course. I got nobody waiting on me at home. But I do need to pick up some more stuff like clothes and shit." He replied. "Alright, we'll leave here in a little bit then," I said. He flashed me a smile, then looked down to make another cracker sandwich.

A whole week with Eddie Munson. What could go wrong?