Falling Hurts
This is my first Leddi fic, I really like their dynamic. Plus I've read some brilliant stories for them, so it inspired me to have a go.
Eddi poured her second glass of wine, she was fighting the overwhelming urge to get hammered, to drink away all the bitterness and the anger that was threatening to consume her. She was tired of being the main topic of conversation on AAU. People it seemed to enjoy being nosy, if poking your nose into other people's business was an Olympic sport then Chrissie Williams would have been a shoe in for a gold medal at London 2012. As much as Eddi was loathed to admit it, the constant questions about the whereabouts of a certain doctor were doing her head in.
"How the hell should I know!" She snapped, after being asked for what felt like the thousandth time. "I don't care where he is either."
She had been good at acting at school, and she was putting those skills to good use now. Normally one of Eddi's traditional scowls and a face as black as thunder would be enough to stop anymore probing going too far. She leant back on the sofa, having finished her second glass of red wine. Hadn't she tried this before? Seeking solace in a wine glass, it had worked before, but Eddi knew it wouldn't work this time.
She had always known there was something about Luc Hemingway, his way with words, tone of voice, his ability to wind her up with the way he talked in riddles. He was the most socially inept person she'd ever met. And yet there was a spark between them; the reason? She didn't have a clue. At first there was no sign of anything, other than confusion bordering on dislike. Eddi had fought hard not to fall for Luc's weird charms. But in the end Eddi's heart had taken over. It was hard to explain, it was like she was a fish on the end of a line that was slowly being reeled in. She had never felt like that about any man before. Eddi knew loving Luc was not going to be easy, that was part of the attraction part of the infuriating lure of him. But as soon things got serious he had bolted like a frightened horse. Leaving her in the lurch with no explanation.
"I've been such a bloody idiot!" Eddi told herself. She decided against getting drunk, what use is a hangover anyway? She got up and went to bed. The washing up would wait until the morning.
It felt like she had only been asleep for a few hours, when she was abruptly awoken by someone knocking loudly at her door. She rolled over and groaned. It was 5 in the morning. Whoever it was better have a damn good excuse for waking her up so early. She dragged herself out of bed, and pulled on a dressing gown. The knocking became more persistent.
"Alright, alright I'm coming." Eddi opened the door, ready to give the early morning visitor a piece of her mind.
"Hello Eddi," Luc Hemingway said simply. Before she had time to register what she was doing, she lifted her hand and slapped him hard across the face.
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