1989

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.

You are also Dustin Hendersons older sibling. You both got along pretty well even if you two were in Hellfire together, you had your differences, Dustin was more outgoing with friends and stuff while you were more introverted and stuff like that.

But now? After destroying the Upside-Down? Destroying Vecna three years ago? It finally was peaceful. Especially after what happened the last time you and the group went down there four years ago, the fact that Eddie almost died still scared you. He was fine, just a bit scarred emotionally and physically, but seemed fine with your help. He wasn't ashamed anymore of his scars if he took off his shirt even, said they were "metal". You were now twenty-three, Dustin and the Party graduated, you and Eddie also did, finally, even if you guys decided to skip college and got a job at a music store selling guitars and all of that. Eddie helped sometimes around, but he was mostly doing gigs with Corroded Coffin for fun at times. And you two were actually now engaged, fiancé now, and lived in the same trailer park, just had your own trailer. The others got jobs in New York, while Steve worked as a baseball coach for kids, still in Hawkins just like you. Even some of the kids you all saved from Vecna's grasp. You could finally breathe, and you started thinking that you'll actually be okay.

Recently, you and Eddie had gotten a cat. A cat which you actually found on the street near your place. It was a black Ragdoll that, well, mostly Eddie decided to name Ozzy. Ozzy was fluffy, bright green eyes, and pretty chaotic so far. Eddie was happy with him. Said that you two were like parents to Ozzy and were lucky that you guys could afford him. But he did feel a bit jealous of him. Like how you probably starting holding the damn cat more than him or or giving him more attention. He knew you loved him, just had that feeling, and didn't tell you until it showed today.

You two had just got settled into bed, Eddie's had immediately gone to your waist to pull you closer to him. His brown eyes glinted faintly under the dim lights from the nightstand, just watching you with a small smile on his face. His hand from your waist reached up to brush a strand of hair behind your ear, his voice a low murmur. "You're beautiful, you know that? Always." He pressed a kiss to your forehead, lips lingering there before pulling away, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips, his fingers moving up and down your back. "Y'know how much I love you, right?" He paused as you kissed him softly, his hand from your back going to the back of your head, fingers curling in your hair as he slightly deepened the kiss, the smirk still stayed on his lips as he did, lips trailing down the side of your neck until he felt another presence on the bed, making him pull away. Ozzy, dammit. Ozzy was just sitting on the edge of the bed, meowing softly before walking over to your side, shifting in between you and Eddie in your arms. Eddie watched as you started cuddling the cat, smiling, happy. He rolled his eyes, his voice a bit more low, almost irritated. "Fine. Hold him instead. Looks like you love him more than me anyway." He couldn't stop the words that came out, knowing he was probably acting dramatic. He shifted, turning his back to you, muttering words under his breath as his hand fiddled with the corner of his pillow, listening to the purrs coming from the cat. He spoke up again, voice still as frustrated. "At least I don't cut into make-out sessions." And then he went silent, still feeling a bit mad over you and Ozzy.