Hello again! Here is chapter 4, again sorry if it's short and quite late. I will not be updating daily but I will try and update frequently. Of course, Christmas is coming and after that, many exams to prepare me for the year after... I will be quite busy! :( But for now, don't expect long waits for the next chapter! Anyway, I hope you enjoy and please leave a review because they make me smile and I love responding to your feedback ;)
Who was to say it was late in the morning? 10am? 11am? Couldn't be, Eddie knew it. The bright sun rays lit up the old, damp shed, making misery's look like a land of hope and plenty. The rancid smell of alcohol and piss now wearing away as the hot sun warmed up the claustrophobic atmosphere. This was it. It was time to leave and to never come across this surprisingly sustainable refuge again. (Unless it was for whiskey...) But no. Eddie promised himself to have no more whiskey or moonshine from this shed again. He won't even take any with him when he leaves, no matter how hard the temptations pushed him, he refused.
Reluctantly, Eddie pried his sleepy eyelids apart, letting his brown orbs adjust to his surroundings, his surprisingly calm surroundings. His skin felt warm and it wasn't because the sun had found its way into the dreary shed, but because a particular someone was practically hugging him. How long? He didn't even know. But he felt stuck, bound to his current position. Ass sitting painfully on the solid ground, legs perfectly spread out in front of him, but arms entangled with the other mans. Already, they felt stiff. His muscles ached for freedom throughout the night, but Eddie's mind took over his body, lulling the man into a deep slumber. So deep, Eddie reconsidered his question... Who was to say it was late in the morning? Well, the other side of his mind. It was most likely 10am.
"Nick..." Eddie croaked, his voice slightly raspy due to the alcohol consumption from last night. He couldn't even believe how he remembered the mans name. Yet remember who he was. It had been so long since some good whiskey, that maybe it didn't have an effect on him anymore... his mental state, that was.
The other man let out a groan, just like he did when Eddie first came across the shed. A tired, not bothered to do anything but lazily complain kind of groan.
"Nick..." Eddie sighed. Slumping back further into the wall supporting him and letting his 'can't be bothered to do shit' state take over him. He considered leaving over and over again, but even though Eddie didn't know what Nick may act like today, he wanted to stay. See what could happen if Nick's group never turns up. Plus, Nick's arms forced him to stay, whether Nick's mind agreed with it or not. This was just a constant battle between mind and body. (Not in a dirty way, but Eddie still snickered to himself) He truly was, still a child at heart, teenager in the mind and adult in the body.
Anyway, getting back to the weird sort of hugging during the night thing, Eddie looked down at Nick. Yes, he looked down. The mans face was pressed against Eddie's torso, his cap on the brim of falling off his head. His slender arms were of course, wrapped around Eddie... fully. He lightly snored but Eddie knew Nick wasn't in a deep slumber, but the drooling wasn't cool.
"Dude, your messing up my shirt!" Eddie whines with a light humour, trying anything to bring the other man to his senses. Luckily Nick spoke, voice also raspy but mind still seeming to remember about the other man, Eddie.
"It was already messed up." Nick slurred on his last words slightly.
"Just like yourself." Eddie whispered mockingly as he stayed seated in his position, and let the other man keep himself pressed up against him. After all, Eddie didn't necessarily mind...
There was silence for a few seconds before Nick replied.
"I heard that." he said, not much emotion in his voice however Eddie knew Nick didn't take it to heart.
"Well maybe you were meant to, asshole." Eddie lightly chuckled, now finding himself playing with a strand of greasy black hair on the back of Nick's head.
Nick let out a halfhearted chuckle before loosening his firm grip on the other man.
"That feels nice..." Nick sighed contently into Eddie's drool covered shirt.
It took a second for Eddie to realise what Nick was going on about. He didn't even notice himself playing around with the other mans hair...
"Well, you gave me nothing else to do as your stuck to me." Eddie replied, making what he was doing sound as if it was intentional.
Nick smiled into Eddie's shirt before quickly realising himself what he was doing.
"Shit, I'm sorry!" Nick says quickly, ripping himself away from the other man so that he was now kneeling in front of a relaxed seated Eddie. Nick adjusts his cap so that it sat neatly on his head and waited for Eddie's reaction.
He looked just as shocked as he did, to be quite frank.
"Na don't be... Um, you remember who I am, right?" Eddie asks, sitting up also. His muscles woke up in realisation causing Eddie to winch slightly.
"Yeah, yeah man. You're Eddie." Nick replies, relaxing. He couldn't believe he could remember this much information already, despite how many jars he had drunk from last night.
"Wow, not bad for a drunk man... you're not even sober!" Eddie remarks, clapping his hands a few times with an impressed smirk on his face.
Nick smiles lightly before going to sit back down beside Eddie.
"I'm surprised myself to be honest." Nick says, brushing off his trousers and happily relaxing back against the wall. He didn't feel wasted, or hungover... this was quite indeed, impressive. Luke would be proud, but Nick shook that thought away from his head.
"So, you still wanna look for your group? I can help..." Eddie mentions, bringing himself back to the reason why he stayed and didn't leave.
Nick sighed, reluctantly going back to thinking seriously.
"They need you." Eddie adds.
Nick shakes his head and clenches his fists slightly.
"They don't." Nick quickly replies.
"C'mon man, you have people to go back to. I don't, I can just go wherever I want." Eddie explains, looking towards the black haired man, slight worry becoming clear on his face.
"Well I wish I could be like you then..."
"Actually, maybe I could be like you, none of them will give a damn anyway. I'm not like Luke. If I were like him, I'd have something to go back for..." Nick explains back, his voice quiet as he tries he hardest to conceal a mix of sadness and anger.
"Na, they care about you, I bet. You do have something to go back for... them." Eddie calmly says, trying to imagine what kind of group Nick was from. One in a cabin, he found out.
"It's not like they will be excited to see me, just a lecture on how I fucked up back at the river." Nick adds.
"Man, don't be like that... I'm sure they care, they've lost one already, I'm sure they don't want to loose you too." Eddie replies. He feels bad for bringing up Nick's uncle, but know's this will be the only way to convince him.
Nick sighs again before finally agreeing.
"I feel as if your the kind of man I like talking to..." Nick states, turning his head to look at Eddie who was already watching him.
Eddie smiles in appreciation, finally feeling wanted after such a long time of being alone.
"If we find them, I want you to come with me..." Nick finishes.
Eddie's eyes widen. He's lost for words really. Should he say yes? Well maybe. But what if Nick's group don't approve?
"Man, I can't really-" Eddies response is cut short by voices outside the shed. Nick turns his head towards the door also, startled by the sudden disturbance.
I should've left, I should've left... Eddie thought to himself.