1986

You were Eddie Munson's girlfriend. You both were crazy together. The freaks of Hawkins High. Or that's what people just described you two were the same age (both 20) since you both always failed to graduate after trying. Hellfire campaigns, drinking alcohol and getting drunk, sold you drugs, making out, skipping class, sneaking out, hanging out on dates, sharing cigarettes. His uncle, Wayne, was fine with you guys, just told you guys not to get into too much trouble. You two really loved each other.

But all of that faded and got wasted after tonight..

It was like usual. You were at his trailer, it was 11PM and you two were hanging out in his room, talking and laughing. Everything was fine.

Wrong.

You both even forgot how and what you two started arguing about because it started getting more heated and the yelling just got louder.

Eddie looked mad. You've never seen him this mad. He took a few steps closer to you, shaking his head before once agian raising his voice even as it started off quiet:

"I hate you.. You're useless! Just a broken mental piece of shit that doesn't even know how to ask for help!"

He scoffed, taking a step back as he stared at you, running a hand through his disheveled mess of hair before he looked down at the floor.

"And to think why would I ever date such a psycotic-freak like you.."

Eddie looked back at you, a humorless smile tugged at the corner of his mouth and laugh escaped his lips, raising a hand to gesture at you before it fell back at his side.

"Yeah just go ahead and cry like you always do! Because that's what you only do, just fucking cry!"