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[When she went to Eddie Munson in the woods outside the school to try and get drugs off of him, it was her final attempt to try and stop what was happening to her. She hadn't been expecting to have quite the conversation they had, and maybe she went back home that day with a crush on him. It gets her thinking about the possibilities outside of Jason and the way he's with her because it feels like he wants to own her. When she slips into Eddie's van after the basketball game, she wonders if the butterflies in her stomach are caused by being aware of her new little crush, or if it's because she's about to do drugs for the first time.

Of course, as her luck has it, he's not actually able to get her anything. The chaos that's unfolded in Chrissy's mind finally comes full circle, and he returns to the living room with drugs in hand, only to see her floating. In her mind, Chrissy is facing down the monster that killed her. She's terrified, trapped in her own head. There's no escape, she realizes. And she thinks that this i it. This is how she's going to die.

She remembers calling out to Eddie before the lights flickered. Remembers calling out to him again right after they did. But as she screams for him again, it dawns on her that he's not able to hear her. The terror turns to pure panic as the monster finds her, advancing on her with words that are meant to be a reassurance. Don't be scared, he tells her. It will be over soon.

Tears stream down her face and all she can do is scream. She thinks of Eddie in the clearing in the woods, the way he had smiled and laughed. How he had literally forced himself to fall back off the picnic table just to make her laugh. In those final seconds, she wishes she had been brave enough to do something more than just smile and laugh. She wishes she had done one thing worth living for in her short life.

Out in reality, her eyes are whited over as her body trembles. Tears slip free from her eyes, but they're completely vacant. She's accepted her death, too afraid to do anything but shake and sob in fear.]

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[Of course he's worried about her. She thinks that maybe she shouldn't have said anything until after, but it felt like lying somehow if she wasn't completely up front with him. Besides, everyone's built up the whole virginity thing to be some big deal. Which her first time has ended up being a huge deal to her, but not because she waited for the right person. It was good, and she's left feeling completely boneless and content as they both catch their breath and let their bodies come down off their physical high.]

You didn't hurt me, Eddie.

[Her voice is soft and sweet as ever as she tries to reassure him, pressing gentle nips and kisses along his neck and collarbone. The fact that he's so worried that he might've hurt her makes her smile, because if she was going to buy into the whole virginity thing anymore, she only would because he's the perfect guy to have had sex with for the first time.

Thankfully, she doesn't vocalize that. She just makes a soft, happy sound that dies off in the back of her throat. And her hands lightly work their way up and down along his sides, until they settle against his hips.]

I feel great actually. Really great. You were so good. And um...

[Her head lifts, cheeks now dark red as she manages to somehow be embarrassed as she admits something out loud.]

I'd like to do that again sometime. Only if it was good for you too, I mean!

[Her fingers are tracing idle circles against his chest now, and she's quick to duck her head and press her face back up against him to breathe in his scent. Eddie doesn't need to see her shyness to know it's there. It's not like they have sex once and it's fucked out of her. In time it might, maybe. But it still lingers now, doubt about whether or not she was good enough clouding her high and bringing her back down to Earth.

She really wants to be perfect at everything she does. And it's stupid maybe, but she wants to be good for Eddie. Chrissy wants to make everything he's going through right now, all the fear and upset he's experienced? She desperately wants to be worth it for him.]

Good! That's really good.

[ Eddie can't stop smiling as Chrissy kisses his skin, and he's not sure he's ever felt so flustered after fucking someone. Maybe it's the disbelief that any of this is really happening, or that it's one of the least insane things going on in their lives at this exact moment.

Her fingertips trace his bare skin and he shivers, exhaling a chuckle as he watches her blush and duck her face down against his chest. How the hell was he supposed to do anything but fall for her?

Has he ever slept with anyone he really ended up catching feelings for? No. And given the circumstances, it's probably a bad idea. But - the heart wants what it wants.

Careful to mind her bad arm, Eddie pulls her in closer to kiss the top of her head again, wrapping his arms around her frame. ]

Chrissy, you were incredible. I mean it.

[ He'd never compare her to anyone else, and he also has no intentions of inferring how much he gets around (or who he gets around with), but this really is up there. Maybe it's all those pesky feelings. Eddie strokes her hair, practically melting into the mattress beneath her. Maybe they should finish that joint. ]

I'm really glad it was good for you. We can do that whenever you want. And uh - if there's anything you wanna try in particular... [ Now he's blushing. Really, Munson? ] Just, uh... let me know.

[She's blushing so hard, but still lifts her head to try and look up at him.]

Anything?

[The way she asks it already implies that there's plenty she's curious about and wants to try. And she's smart enough to know that they're not going to be able to do it right now. But it gives her a little hope to know they have something to look forward to if they can get through this mess of a situation they're in.

Her arm is broken and in a cast. His face is busted up. She knows her family and Jason are out looking for them, and the police have to be involved. There's a monster hot on her trail, one that's trying to kill her. But they have each other, and maybe that's all they really need to get by.]

I guess saying I want to try everything with you is too much?

[Laughing in embarrassment, she dips her head and buries her face against the curve of his neck. It's warm and she doesn't have to worry about him seeing her blushing. Despite everything, she's actually feeling genuinely relaxed and happy. And she doesn't want either feeling to end anytime soon.]