💌eddie redmayne ~ imagines

getting by🌞🌾{pt.5}

(TW: some drug use)

{the same night}
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"we've been driving for a while eddie, you could probably use a break." you told him. he's been insisting on driving more and more but you knew he was as tired as you were.

"there ain't a motel nearby this time 'round. what do you expect me to do?" he asked.

"have you never slept in your own truck before?" you questioned. he sure seemed to be making a fuss out of nothing.

"as a matter of fact, I haven't." he stuck his chin up in the air, as if he was making some grand point.

you chuckled, "pull over."
he did as you said and pulled over in a small gravel area with tall trees surrounding it. it wasn't the most quiet place ever, considering all the cars and trucks driving past, but it was fine in that moment.

"I guess this could work for now." he unbuckled his seatbelt and stretched.

you used your bag as a pillow and got comfortable.
the wind was humid, coming in and out of the truck windows.

before you knew it, the two of you were asleep.

-{the next morning}-

you woke up to the sound of eddies truck engine starting up, and pulling off onto the road.

"good mornin' sunshine." eddie glances toward you. you were sure going to miss that.

"got an early start today, huh?" you said, your voice sounding groggy and rough.

"well I had to run somewhere while we were here, and then get back on the road. I hope you don't mind." he told you.

"you got a life too," you chuckled, "I don't mind at all."
you figured it was the least you could do considering he was taking you all this way. plus, it wasn't like you hated spending more time with him anyway.

after a while of small talk and flirty side glances, eddie pulled up to a not-so clean looking house. it almost looked abandoned, you thought. but it wasn't your place to judge, so you kept quiet.

"I'll wait here." you smiled.

"I'll only be a few." he said as he gave you a kiss on the cheek, and got out of the truck.

you watched him walk into the house, not thinking twice about anything.

as you would, you pulled out your sketchbook. it was like time didn't exist when you drew.
but after what seemed to be almost an hour, you got a little antsy. you decided go see what was going on. this seemed to be an occurring situation, but he never said you couldn't come in.

as you walked up to the door, you heard music playing from inside and voices of several.

as you opened the door, you saw a couple of people lying on the ground, not looking the best.
eddie was sat on the arm of the couch next to a girl who you thought to be kind of sketchy. that's when you saw him snort something from the girls long acrylic nail. you knew what that 'something' was, and you were shocked.

you stared at him until he noticed you there.

"oh! what're you doin'?" he smiled as if nothing was wrong. he clearly wasn't thinking straight.

you turned around and walked out of the house. you just kept walking down the road.
that's when you heard the sound of a vehicle behind you.

"hey, would ya get in here?" eddie shouted from inside the truck.

"why the fuck would I do that? tell me one reason why I would do that right now." you said as you kept walking alongside the truck.

"listen, I'm sorry y/n. I know that was a bad situation to put you in." he apologized.

"you should've thought about that before you picked me up in the first place." you mumbled.

"can you at least get in here so we can actually talk about this?" he asked. you gave in, and got in.

he pulled over to the side of the road.

"how long?" you abruptly broke the silence.
he stayed silent for a moment.

"how long eddie?" you asked again, more serious than before.

"a little less than a year I guess." he quietly answered.

you sighed, leaning your arm against the truck window.

the two of you stayed quiet for a while, neither of you knowing what to say.

"you see this?" eddie spoke up. he turned so you could see a deep scar that was placed just above his cheekbone.

"that was from no fun little skateboard accident or a trip to the ground," he went on, "this is what happens when you spill paint in dads garage."

he rolled up his sleeve to reveal faded bruises,
"this is what happens when you don't bring home enough money to pay off his lousy fuckin' rent for him." you saw tears brim the edges of his eyes.

"this ain't what you signed up for, so I get it." he quietly
"I don't need you feelin' sorry for me either, I'm the one that put you in the middle of somethin' you can't control." he wiped his eyes, becoming more serious. it didn't last very long though.

"you don't talk about this much, do you?" you questioned.

"I don't know why I said all that honestly." he pinched the bridge of his nose.

you reached over and caressed his cheek, rubbing your thumb along over his freckle-covered skin.

he looked to you with a single tear running down his face.

"I just need you to be okay and safe." you said barely above a whisper.

eddie couldn't help but let out a few more tears. minutes that felt like hours went by. out of nowhere, it was like something just clicked on your brain.

"we should probably find somewhere to stay around here." eddie fixed himself and started the truck engine.

"come with me." is all you could say as you looked forward with a serious face.

"what?" he turned to you.

you looked back at him,
"come with me." he saw a sparkle in your eyes that he's never seen until now.

"I've already been a burden on your travels, and I can't-" you cut him off.

"you don't need him eddie. I know he's your dad, but he doesn't act like it."
he knew you made a good point. it was just hard for him to come to terms with.

"and besides, you can't get rid of me that easily." a small smile crept onto his face that made you warm inside.

he pulled you into a tight embrace. the smell of his cotton button up shirt was strong as you hugged him back.

"you're like a guardian angel or somethin'." he laughed.

he didn't give you an exact answer, but you would need time too if things were flipped.

"let's get out of here." you said as you pecked his lips, leaving him a blushing mess.

you both drove until you found another small motel nearby. everything was going to be okay.
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