Chapter nine

Everyone got up at approximately 8:00AM.

Dea was serving bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes, and orange juice to her friends. After everyone was at the table, Dea said, "Today's the day, Eddy."

Eddy was choking on his piece of bacon.

Dea patted Eddy on the back really hard. After the bacon few out of Eddy's mouth, he said, "What are you talking about? What's today?"

"Today's the day when we get fireworks. Independence day is just around the corner."

"What year is this?" Eddy asked.

"Doesn't matter, Eddy." Dea replied.

"4th of July is coming in two days. C'mon, let's get those fireworks." Eddy was sweating, his heart was thumping.

He couldn't take it anymore. He had to spill the beans. "Alright, I confessed! I spent the money on skittles!"

Dea gasped.

"You spent our money on candy? You're so selfish!" Sulking, Dea threw her breakfast away, but she found something in the trash. Surprised, Dea was holding a necklace.

"Who threw this away?" Dea asked in a low, slow voice.

Eddy raised his hand.

"Eddy? How could you do this? How could you throw my necklace away?" Dea asked.

"It was lying on the kitchen floor, so I threw it away." Eddy said.

"I thought it wasn't important."

"This is the star of David." Dea said.

"My great, great, great grandmother wore this. How could you throw it away? This necklace is important!"

"Wow, I didn't know you're Jewish." Double Dee said.

"I'm half Jewish." Dea murmured.

"I didn't know, Dea." Eddy said harshly.

"You could've just ask someone!" Dea yelled.

"You could've asked me!"

Eddy just rolled his eyes.

Dea started to explode! Mt. Saint Dea is now erupting!

"YOU KNOW WHAT? I NEVER SAW THIS SIDE OF YOU! YOU REALLY ARE SELFISH!"

"Yeah, and so what If I am?" Eddy said.

"That's it! Get out! We're through!"

Eddy gave Dea a blank stare.

"What did you say?" He asked.

"You heard me. We're through. GET OUT!"

Eddy got all of his stuff, walked out of Dea's house and slammed the door.

"Eddy…" Double Dee said, as he ran out the door.

"You're making a big mistake!"

Ed, and Marty followed Double Dee, leaving Dea standing in the kitchen.

Knock, knock!

"Who's there?" Eddy asked in his room.

"It's your friends." Double Dee said.

"It's your friends who?" Eddy said.

"C'mon Eddy! This is no time to jest!" Double Dee said.

"We're here to assist you Eddy. That's what friends do."

The door to Eddy's room opened slowly, and Eddy's head popped out.

"Come in." He said.

Everyone walked in Eddy's room.

"I didn't know that Dea always help people! Man, this is bull." Eddy banged his foot against the wall, and screamed.

He held his foot while jumping up and down.

"JESUS CHRIST!" Eddy yelled.

"Never say god in vein, Eddy." Ed said.

"That was awkward, but Ed is correct, Eddy." Double Dee said.

"What do you really think of Dea?"

"You know what Double Dee?" Eddy said.

"I could walk up to her damn house, and say that she is a medium height, assisting people, dirty haired, freckled face, hair picking, smart ass, spot lipped, bed drooler, sweaty armpit, dirty room, TV freak, lanky, long legs, four-eyed ass hole! She doesn't care a shit about me! Holy shit! Double Dee, where's the Tylenol?" Eddy said, rubbing his forehead.

A few minutes later, Eddy's head was a lot better.

"How about you and Dea work out this problem. This is a problem you guys have to explain." Double Dee said.

Eddy got out a knife, and stabbed Double Dee in the hand. Double Dee fell to the ground.

"Read my lips sockhead…mind…your freakin' business!" Eddy said.

Marty went to Double Dee.

"Let me see your hand." Marty said.

Double Dee showed Marty his right hand.

The cut on his hand was really deep, and he had blood all over his hand. Marty turned to glare at Eddy.

"What the hell is the matter with you!" She yelled.

"Don't you realize that you could've killed Double Dee?"

"He needs to mind his own business." Eddy said.

"So he needs to mind his own business. That doesn't give you the right to stab him in the hand with a knife."

Marty slowly walked towards Eddy.

"Don't come any closer…I'll kill you!" Eddy said.

Double Dee, Ed, and Marty gave Eddy a blank stare.

"Look at yourself." Marty said.

"Have you ever been this violent?"

Eddy rolled his eyes.

"Of course I have! I just didn't want to show it until now."

"Eddy, you're our friend." Double Dee said.

"And if you're a real friend, you wouldn't try to kill us. I'm sorry, but If you keep acting this way, then I don't want to be your friend. C'mon, guys."

Marty, Ed, and Double Dee left Eddy alone in his room.

Eddy made sure that his friends are gone. Once he did, he started crying on his bed. He looked at an old photo of his brother on his wall.

"Oh, Nick." Eddy said.

"Why do you have to be so violent? Why…I just don't get it. I thought being violent would get girls…SNIFF! You said so yourself…"

Now we know why Eddy has been violent all these years. He wanted to be just like his brother. Please R&R! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! SNIFF! Sorry…