#strayalicathalloween2022

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I Would Kill For You🔪(blurb)

Summary: A Halloween special! Eddie protects the people he loves. His addict mother from his asshole of a father, or his friends from the bullies they went to high school with, to his best friend that anything should come near her. After getting inspiration from a horror movie he goes around killing people under the guise of a serial killer on the loose all so he can protect his favorite girl and maybe steal her heart away from her boyfriend Steve.

Warnings: murder, death, slight gore, dark Eddie but not towards reader, obsessive Eddie.

The idea came from some low budget horror movie that had been chosen for a movie night.

The fake blood was too red and the camera was far too shaky but the couple is what caught Eddie’s attention and held it the whole night.

Through out the movie the guy protects and saves the girl and by then end of the movie their sharing a kiss after surviving the killings.

Nancy insisted it was a trauma bond but still Eddie wanted whatever it was.

Despite the fact that (y/n) was Steve’s girlfriend Eddie wanted her to look at him like that. To need him like that.

“I’m glad you’re not one of those helpless girls that needs to be saved all the time.” Steve teases in reference to the final girl.

“I don’t know I don’t think it’s about needing to be saved but it’s romantic to think about someone willing to put their lives on the line like that.” (Y/n) shrugs.

‘I’d put my life on the line for you sweetheart any time.’ Is what Eddie wants to say especially seeing the disappointment on her face towards her boyfriend’s dismissive comment.

The only thing Eddie had ever had the chance to protect her from was a particularly large spider.

He really kinda loved that memory. It was during one of their sleepovers that Steve wasn’t too fond of. Eddie had been practicing guitar in his bedroom while she was grabbing a quick shower. He heard her shriek and rushed in.

“Eds there’s a big gross spider!”

The huge monstrous spider in question was maybe the size of a dime sat on the nob.

Eddie unsuccessfully hides a smirk.

“This little guy?”

“Little? He’s huge and hairy and blocking the shower!”

“Well he had dibs on it sweetheart, you gotta wait your turn.”

“Please Eddie get rid of it! Kill it! Move it! Get it out of here! Please Eddie please!”

She clings to his arm like it’s her lifeline.

He secretly loves it. Loves her tight grip on his bicep. Loves how she cowers behind him like she knows no matter what he’d keep her safe.

“Okay okay calm down m’lady, your knight is here.”

Eddie uses a spare cup to scoop the spider up and bring it outside. The second he’s back (Y/n) throws her arms around his neck hugging him tight and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“My hero!”

He’s not used to being a hero. To feeling like the big strong guy sweeping in to save his damsel. Not that he would ever genuinely consider her a damsel she was one of the strongest people he knew.

It’s a feeling that he could definitely get used to.

The memory and the movie couple stick with him for a while after the movie. It rolls around in his mind becoming increasingly nagging.

When he comes up with the plan it’s supposed to be just making her think she has a stalker.

He spends a week creeping around her window and sneaking around but that backfired slightly. She was getting freaked out but after the fifteenth time of calling Steve over they got into a huge fight about it. It ended in Steve insisting there was no one after her and to not be so dramatic.

Eddie’s driving home late one night during a thunderstorm. He happens to pass by Heather from school who’s angrily stomping home clutching her raincoat. Clearly she’s broken up with her boyfriend again and heading back to her own place at the trailer park.

He rolls down his window going to offer her a ride home or at least somewhere to wait out the storm but she literally laughs the second she spots his van.

“As if I’d ever get in your van keep driving creep.”

Eddie tries to let it go he really does. But then he remembers every time this girl has made fun of him or his friends. More importantly he thinks of every time she’s made (Y/n) miserable.

He was already having a bad day considering Steve had insisted on joining in on his plans with (Y/n), this was just the final mail in the coffin.

Eddie grabs the large pocket knife he brings to sketchy deals and hops out from the van.

The hard rain is so loud heather doesn’t hear his footsteps till it’s far too late.

“I said fuck off freak go-”

Eddie doesn’t even let her finish the insult before he’s slicing the blade across her throat.

Blood spits across his face splattering his cheek.

Heather’s mouth gapes her eyes blown wide.

Her hand reaches up to the open wound gaping in her neck.

Eddie watches as her eyes roll back and her body collapses to the pavement.

Leaving her body where it lay on the dirt road with no houses near by he gets back in his van and heads back home.

That was the first of his murders.

A week and a half later four more girls around (Y/n)’s age follow suit.

Now Eddie still had a heart so these were mean girls, ones who bullied, tormented, or hurt other people. Ones that people would act like they missed but in reality they didn’t.

When he murders the rest of the girls he wears a devil costume made of a dark red hoodie and black jeans paired with a plastic devil mask he had worn last year. Something easy but that will still conceal his identity.

The police are searching, a curfew is set, and the whole town is on edge.

“Another murder has shocked the small town of Hawkins last night. Casey Becker was found found murdered last night. More details at 11.” The reporter explains.

The members Corroded Coffin and (Y/n) were piled around Gareth’s living room watching the news much to his mothers surprise.

Eddie and (y/n) took the loveseat together his arm stretched around the back of the chair despite wanting to wrap it around her.

“Fuck, Casey was in my English class.” Jeff sighs.

“This is getting scary that makes five people.” (Y/n) frowns.

“I know who woulda thought Hawkins would have a serial killer.” Gareth responded.

Eddie peaks over to inspects (Y/n)’s face. She wears a worried frown eyebrows knit together.

The rest of the group gets engaged in theorizing as to who it could be so Eddie nudges (Y/n) with his arm.

“Hey.” He speaks quietly wanting this to stay between them.

“Oh hey Eds.”

“You got nothin to worry about you know.”

“Oh yeah I know.”

“I mean I’m sure this will blow over soon. And you’ve got your parents, and King Steve.”

“That would be more comforting if I thought he’d show up. He’s still upset about our fight and lives too far away. Besides I’m sure he’d be too busy with Nancy.”

Oh yes Nancy the cause of many of their recent fights. It was also true that Eddie lived a lot closer to (Y/n) than Steve did which was awfully convenient most the time.

“Well you’ve got me then sweetheart I won’t let anything happen to you I swear.”

(Y/n) smiles genuinely and Eddie can’t help the pride he feels.

“My big strong protector huh?”

“Oh yeah that killer wants to get you he’ll have to go through this guy.”

She reaches up to press a kiss to his cheek.

“Thanks Eddie that makes me feel a lot better.”

“Anytime sweetheart.”

Five days later (Y/n) is home alone while her parents are at work.

She’s sat at the vanity in her room doing her makeup while a corroded coffin tape plays in the background.

She’s getting ready for a date with Steve despite the fact that he’s twenty minutes late and she’s already redone her her lipgloss five times.

Somewhere in the middle of Eddie’s guitar solo she catches the sound of something downstairs.

(Y/n) puts down her lip gloss listening harder.

Whatever it was doesn’t repeat so she goes back to work. The peace only lasts for another minute before the loud creak of a loose floor board in her living room can be heard.

This time she shuts off the music.

“Mom? Dad?” She calls out loudly.

No response.

Maybe it wasn’t the best idea but she decides to investigate.

(Y/n) gets out of her seat and heads out to the hallway.

“Hello?”

More deadly silence.

She sneaks down the stairs anxiously practically tiptoeing.

“Steve is that you?”

She peaks her head around the corner and sees the man in the devil costume creeping around the kitchen counter.

Her scream is barely concealed by her palm as she quickly retreats back around the wall.

Despite the scared tears spilling down her face (y/n) manages to sneak into her parents bedroom across from hers.

There’s unfortunately no lock on the door but there is a phone.

Her fingers are trembling as she punches in 911.

“911 what’s your emergency?”

“There’s someone in my house please you have to help me!”

“Okay miss calm down and tell me what’s going on.”

“The killer! The killer is in my house you have to help me please!”

“What’s the address?”

“1019 Elm street.”

“And is there anyone there with you?”

“No I’m home alone please hurry!”

“I’ve got an officer on the way about seven minutes out. Can you stay on the line?”

(Y/n)’s about to answer when she hears footsteps drawing closer in the hallway.

She leaves the phone off the hook but quickly jumps under the bed.

The door opens with a quiet groan from the old brown wood.

The tears are coming a lot harder now her breathing jagged even hiding beneath her palm to conceal the sounds.

She can see his black shoes stepping closer and closer.

Her mind is racing a million miles an hour her heart pounding just as much.

The man moves past the bed to the closet.

All too suddenly the figure is bent over peering back at her from the end of the bed.

(Y/n) screams scrambling out from under the bed running out of the room letting the door slam against the wall.

The closest exit to the bedroom is the side exit of the house.

Unfortunately when (Y/n) gets there it’s locked.

She fumbles with the latch attempting to get it open but unfortunately it’s old and kinda rusty so it’s tricky.

Hearing the man moving down the hall she rushes back towards her room. This time she’s able to lock the door.

She debates hiding in the closet but she has nothing to attack the killer with if he does find her.

She considers going out the window Steve and Eddie have climbed in and out dozens of times surely it isn’t too hard.

(Y/n) rushes to the window gliding it open.

Before she can figure out climbing down she hears a yell of her name.

The a commotion on the other side of the door followed by loud footsteps.

“(Y/n)? Sweetheart you here? (Y/n) where are you? Answer me!”

It’s Eddie’s voice and it brings a calmness to her body.

Eddie could win an Oscar what with the fake scuffle outside the door and the worried calling out for her.

“Eddie?!” She calls scrambling back to the door flinging it open.

Eddie meets her at the door quickly throwing his arms around her.

“Eddie he’s here the killer is here!”

“I know I saw him. I came to see you and the door was open so I came in and he was standing in the hallway. I was so worried when I saw he was here and you weren’t.”

He was truly laying it on thick teary eyes fear filled voice.

Staying in his arms (y/n) pulled away enough to meet his eye.

“Eddie the killer! He’s out there! We gotta hide or something!”

“No I scared him off he took off outside.”

(Y/n) lets out a huge breath of relief.

Her eyes catch sight of a bloody gash on Eddie’s forearm.

She lets out a gasp holding his arm.

“Did he do this?”

“He got me with his knife a little in the scuffle no biggie.” Eddie shrugs.

In reality he cut it on a piece of glass breaking the panel to be able to reach in and open the door.

(Y/n)’s eyes are watering and she clings her body to Eddie’s again his shirt balled up in her fists.

Right now in her mind Eddie is her hero. He’s Superman. He fought a serial killer for her. He took a knife for her. That was definitely a biggie.

The sound of sirens pulling out into the driveway catches their attention.

The cops enter and lead them out to the front yard where there’s an ambulance and a cop car.

They give their stories to different officers.

The cop Eddie talks to basically interrogates him even though he’s sitting on the back of the ambulance getting his arm wrapped up.

“It’s awfully convenient you got here so fast.” comes out of the officer’s mouth.

(Y/n) hears this and practically stomps over.

“Eddie did not do this! He is not the serial killer! He’s a freaking hero in fact! And FYI he can’t be the killer. The killer had on black boots Eddie’s sneakers are white!”

She’s mad, horrified even. How dare they insinuate that Eddie had done this when he saved her!

Eddie of course just stood there knowing very well his stuff along with the shoes were stashed in a bag hidden in a closet upstairs.

The cop mumbled a half assed apology going back to his associate.

“Ugh I can’t believe him! You’re like a freakin super hero or something and he has the nerve to accuse you!”

“It’s okay sweetheart really I’m used to it. Are you sure you’re okay? He didn’t hurt you?”

Eddie stands up holding her hands in his own observing her arms for bruises or cuts even though he knows they’re not there.

This makes her heart ache even more. Eddie’s the one who fought off a murderer and he was checking on her?

Again she wraps her arms around him hugging him tightly.

He’s never seen her give Steve a hug like that, one so tight and desperate and that makes him proud.

“(Y/n) sweetie!?” Her parents come running up the car parked haphazardly in the driveway.

Eddie and (y/n) pull apart but she keeps her hand latched onto his.

both her parents hug her tightly.

“What happened?” Her mom frets.

“They’re saying the serial killer was here?” Her father adds.

(Y/n) explains detailing the highlights of Eddie’s heroic save.

Not for a moment for the entire story does her hand leave his.

It’s like it grounds her, makes her feel protected. That even if the killer came back right this second she knew he could protect her.

Once the story is done her mother hugs Eddie thanking him profusely a bit teary eyed while her father shakes his hand.

“Oh (y/f/n) maybe we shouldn’t go on this trip.” Her mother sighs.

That’s right at six am the next morning her parents would be leaving on a trip to visit a sick relative.

“No mom the tickets are non refundable and what if you won’t get the chance again?” (Y/n) frowns.

“We can’t leave you here alone honey not now.” Her father responds.

“She could come stay with us.” Eddie pops in.

Both parents light up and even (Y/n) smiles too.

“Your uncle wouldn’t mind?” Her mother questions.

“Not at all he loves having her. We both do. She lights up the whole trailer park.” Eddie grins.

“(Y/n)? (Y/n)!” Steve comes running up his face filled with worry.

(Y/n) rolls her eyes staring at the ground.

“We’ll give you guys some space.” (Y/n)’s mom explains before leading her husband over to one of the cops.

Steve eyes Eddie and (Y/n) lingering on their linked hands.

“Can we have a minute here Munson?”

Eddie is ready to give them some space lingering close enough to hear but (Y/n)’s grip tightens on his hand.

“Eddie stays.” She insists.

Eddie just barely resists the urge to flash a cocky smirk Harrington’s way.

Steve sighs crossing his arms.

“What happened?”

“Well while you were busy being late for our dinner the killer decided to break in. Thankfully Eddie came by.”

“Where is he did they catch him?”

“Eddie scared him off after getting slashed.”

Steve’s eyes focused suspiciously on Eddie moving from his face to his arm.

“How convenient for Eddie.”

“Where the hell were you Steve?”

(Y/n)’s tone is accusatory. She knows the answer even before he speaks it.

“I was on the phone with Nance and apparently she thought she saw someone in the backyard I went over to help her check it out.”

(Y/n) scoffs shaking her head.

“Of course Nancy calls and you come running, I do it an I’m a burden.”

“Well clearly you didn’t need me you had Eddie here to save the day.”

“At least someone’s lookin out for her.”

Eddie and Steve are staring each other down, glaring at each other with a harsh intensity.

“Oh and lucky you that you get to step in.”

(Y/n) huffs letting out a not so amused laugh. “No Steve lucky me. Lucky me that Eddie showed up. Lucky me that Eddie wasn’t too busy with another girl. Lucky me that he actually cares!”

Steve is taken back of course he cares.

“Baby that’s not- I-”

(Y/n) cuts him off before he can finish. “No Steve you were too busy with Nancy again. Eddie showed up and he saved me while you were busy comforting Nancy.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t-”

Steve didn’t even get to finish the apology (Y/n) cuts him off again.

“Whatever this was us over Steve. It’s clear you’re not into it so we’re over.”

“(Y/n) I care so much about you just can we talk alone please?”

This time it’s (y/n)’s parents that interrupt.

“Dear just calm down let the kids talk this through.”

“If he cared he would have been here protecting our daughter! (Y/n) Why don’t you and Eddie go up and grab your things. I’d like to have some time to talk to Wayne before he leaves for work.”

Later that night (Y/n) and Eddie sit on his bed listening to a cassette.

They’re halfway through a Metallica song Eddie going on a tangent obsessing over the guitar.

(Y/n)’s watching him and listening intently a thoughtful look on her face.

Eddie stops mid sentence smiling.

“What’s up sweetheart?”

“You saved me.”

“Just in the right place at the right time, ‘s not really a big deal.”

He looks down even adding a simple shrug like it was the easiest thing in the world.

(Y/n) grabs his left hand holding it and playing with the rings that adorn his fingers.

“It is a big deal Eddie you took on a serial killer for me.”

“You’re my best friend of course I did.”

“This isn’t a ride home or helping me move you have a huge gash on your arm and could have died!”

“You could have died sweetheart, you have no idea how scared I was when I saw the door open and the glass busted. I thought he got you, that he took you from me.”

“Eds I’m alright, I’m alive thanks to you.”

Their eyes meet and the way she’s looking at him burns right through his skin penetrating all the way to his heart.

“So really Eddie you’re my hero and that is a huge deal.”

She leans in kissing his cheek only a lot slower this time.

Her lips linger there and after another second she gives him another kiss.

When (y/n)’s lips move they don’t pull away rather moving a bit closer to his lips giving him another kiss on the cheek.

Eddie’s heart is beating so loud he can hear it pounding in his ears. He just knows his face is as red as it feels.

This time a kiss lands right at the corner of his mouth. That one makes him attempt to swallow the lump in his throat and he hates how audible it is.

“Sweetheart what are you doing?”

He’s whispering even though he’s not sure why.

“Can I ask you something?” She completely avoids the question.

“Sure.”

“What were you doing at my place earlier?”

“What?”

For a minute he worries that she’s onto him. That she’s figured it out and he’s busted.

“You knew I had that date with Steve why did you come over?”

“I don’t know, wanted to see you. I had something to tell you and well I didn’t like the thought of you home alone with everything going on.”

“You’re always looking out for me.”

“You mean a lot to me of course I do.”

“What did you have to tell me?”

“It doesn’t matter now after what happened.”

“Tell me.”

“It really doesn’t matter right now sweetheart really it can wait.”

“I don’t want it to wait.”

Eddie takes a deep breath. Peeking at her through his bangs.

“I have feelings for you, have for a long time. I was trying to let it go and move on but all I’ve thought about with this killer around is you. You’ve been on my mind twenty four seven worrying about if you’re okay or not. And seeing Steve just not take it seriously bugged me.”

Her lips are dangerously close to his own. A light breeze could blow the wrong way and they would be kissing.

Both parties have their eyes shut.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Steve asked you out and you seemed so happy. All I wanted was for my girl to be happy.”

“When you were helping me get ready I kept giving you an out. I was trying to convince you to ask me to stay. I would have stayed, I wanted to stay.”

Thinking back Eddie wanted to smack himself. She did ask a lot if he thought she should go and then tried to even back out. Eddie was the one who talked her into going.

“Well there’s evidence I’m an idiot just ask Mrs. O'Donnell.”

This time (y/n) doesn’t respond instead moving her lips to his own.

The kiss is slow maybe a little sloppy but a couple second they get the hang of it. One of her hands cups his face while his stay frozen. Part of him can’t believe this is happening.

When they pull apart it takes both a minute to open their eyes.

She’s smiling genuinely smiling and Eddie has to physically resist the urge to be jumping up and down and cheering.

“You don’t owe me you know? I mean I saved you because I care about you not because I wanted something in return.”

Maybe he was as evil as people said he was.

“I know Eds I didn’t kiss you because I felt like I owed you.”

“Then why did you kiss me?”

“I really, really wanted to.”

“What about Steve?”

“Fuck Steve, I’m choosing you. You’re who I want Eddie, have for a long time. You’re my hero Eddie let me thank my hero.”

“Can I kiss you again?”

(Y/n) smiles nodding her head.

Eddie is quick to accept the invitation.

This time his hands gently cradle her face while he quickly attaches their lips back together.

That night he goes to sleep feeling victorious, feeling successful for once especially with her wrapped in his arms.

Two nights later (Y/n) and Eddie are relaxing just finishing a movie.

She was dressed in one of his shirts and a pair of boxers. His arm lazily draped around her.

Eddie thinks this is perfect, exactly how it’s meant to be.

The credits are rolling and she’s kissing him. Her hands are in his hair.

It’s going great until there’s a rustling outside.

Subtle enough to be a raccoon or stray cat but enough that it could be a person.

It’s loud enough to pull them apart. (Y/n)’s eyes flick worriedly to the window for a moment.

“I’m sure it’s just a raccoon sweetheart.”

“Yeah yeah you’re probably right.”

Still she’s obviously still worried.

“I’ll go out there and check it out just in case.”

“Eddie no you don’t have to I’ll be fine.”

“No really I gotta protect my girl. Why don’t you go get ready for bed I’ll go investigate.”

“You’re too good to me Eds.”

“No such thing.”

(Y/n) smiles kissing him slowly, allowing her tongue to push against his own.

There’s a knock at the door and they pull apart again with a groan from Eddie.

“I’ll be waiting pretty boy.”

Eddie grins bounding over to the door while (Y/n) heads off to the bedroom.

Shockingly enough Steve is standing outside arms crossed mad look on his face.

“Harrington.”

“Is she here?”

There’s the hint of alcohol on his breath scotch to be exact. He had to drink to prepare himself for this fight.

“You’re gonna have to be more specific.”

“(Y/n), my girlfriend is she here?”

“Last I checked she dumped you but she might be around.”

“I want to talk to her.”

“Real shame.”

“Munson seriously let me talk to her.”

“Oh I didn’t realize it was serious let me think about it. Hm um no.”

“This is bullshit how was I supposed to know the killer would show up the one time I was late.”

“It wasn’t the first time but I guess you’re just lucky one of us showed up for her.”

“And how convenient you just happen to show up and the killer vanishes.”

“And what does that mean Harrington?”

“It means that it’s really weird that no one but you saw the killer and there’s no trace of him since.”

“It’s only been two days I’m sure he’s just laying low.”

“Or it means you’ve finally snapped.”

“Excuse me?”

Eddie knows that (y/n) can hear them and that she’s probably listening in.

“You heard me freak.”

Steve punctuated his insult with a harsh shove to Eddie’s shoulder.

“Steve enough!” (Y/n) yelled stomping out of the trailer.

Steve’s angry face seems to fall.

“(Y/n) listen I just-”

“You were just calling Eddie a freak and pushing him. Sounds an awful lot like shit you’d pull in high school.”

“He’s bad news (y/n). I mean come on you don’t find this whole thing the slightest bit suspicious?”

“What that Eddie actually gives a shit? That he actually showed up and managed to save me from a serial killer while you were off playing super hero for Nancy?”

“How was I supposed to know that he would show up this isn’t fair (Y/n)!”

“We finished this conversation already Steve this is over in fact we’ve both moved on now I want you to leave!”

“You can’t seriously be picking this freak show over me? I don’t trust him (y/n) I just want you to be safe.”

Steve attempts to grab her hand but Eddie steps forward pushing her gently behind him.

“That’s enough Harrington, go home.”

“(Y/n)! Please just listen there’s something not right with him! He’ll hurt you just like he hurt those girls please!”

Steve again attempts to push past Eddie nearly knocking (Y/n) to the ground.

Eddie shoves him back enough to get some space.

He turns around leaning down to whisper to (Y/n).

“Sweetheart go back inside please.”

Eddie punctuates his sentence by kissing her on the forehead.

(Y/n) looks between them but nods.

“Okay just be careful please.”

She presses a soft kiss to his cheek before heading back in.

Eddie turns back around glaring down Steve.

“You’re going to leave her alone.”

“I’m not the one she should be worried about.”

“I would never hurt her, you already did that.”

“I know it’s you Munson you killed all those people. I don’t know why you did it other than that you’re seriously deranged from too much of that game. But I know you did it.”

Eddie let out a cold dry laugh stepping closer.

“Doesn’t really matter what you think.”

“She’s gonna find out what a freak you are sooner or later.”

“Oh but to her I’m not a freak I’m her hero even Harrington, all thanks to you.”

Steve’s face falls seeing the motive.

“Now if you’ll excuse me gotta get back to my girl. She made brownies as a thank you for her big hero.”

Eddie sends Steve a wink turning on his heel heading back into his trailer for a night with his new girlfriend feeling successful about his plan.