[It doesn't bother her that he cries too. If anything, it makes her feel more secure knowing that he's impacted as much as she is. So she clings to him and takes comfort in the feeling of his arms around her, delights in the way that he's curled over her so protectively. They cry together, and time stretches out where it feels like it might be enough.

But then he has to go and ask those questions, and she only winds up sobbing harder. The guilt she's feeling is immense, almost all consuming. She knows that any promise she makes to him doesn't matter, because she's a teenage girl and everyone will look at him like he's corrupted her. The mental image of the things Jason and the rest of the town might do to him fill her mind, and she gives out a pathetic whimper as she presses her face more firmly against him.

The image of Eddie's lifeless body at the hands of Jason Carver won't go away.

Chrissy leans back just enough to speak, desperate for him to actually hear her. He needs to know this, it's so so important that he does.]

If it comes back and we can't stop it, you have to run, Eddie. Get the hell out of Hakwins.

[Her voice trembles, and the sobs continue to make her small frame shudder.]

B-But I trust you so much. I know you can keep it from getting me. You did before. And you can again. Maybe if we leave Hawkins together, it won't follow us.

[It's wishful thinking, but she desperately wants it to be true. She wants to be able to smile with Eddie, to have good things with him. Not lay in bed crying together because they both know what the people here will do to her if that thing in her head winds up killing her.]

We have to stick together. No matter what, okay?