Part 1

Context: When you first met Eddie, he was a lot of things: intimidating, aloof, and a touch unbelievable. When he fell for you, he admitted that he'd never loved anyone else. You got tangled up with him, unfortunately, and while he can be loving and respectful, you more often find yourself with the Eddie who gets paid to deal with rival gang members. He'd never hurt you, of course... right?

Setting: Home

Tags:[AAM4A][Mysterious Speakers/Show Host Speaker][[Mildly Unhinged Gangster Husband][Scared Listener][Supernatural?][Eerie][Slight Horror][Yandere Vibes][Classic Jersey Boy][Cuddles][Comfort?][TW: Gaslighting/Mentions of Assault]

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Anything in italics is the show host

[S] = a mysterious show guest

[E] = Eddie

[Scene opens at home]

[SFX: A daytime TV show playing in the BG - ref. Something like Dr. Phil/Maury, etc.]

So, tell me about how you met your husband. Where did this all start?

[S] “Well… I was working as a barista in a coffee shop that straddled hip urban city socialites and a pretty crime-ridden area-”

[SFX: The audience chuckling sympathetically]

[S] “I, um… I-I can’t talk a lot about it for… privacy reasons… but certain members of a kind of local gang would come in pretty often. They were actually really nice. A-A lot of the time, one would even volunteer to hang out at night when it got more dangerous to work alone. That… T-That was Eddie… my husband, now.”

[SFX: Audience - curious/intrigued]

I see…How did you two wind up getting together?

[You remember it like it was yesterday]

[S] “Oh, I remember it like it was yesterday… It was Christmas Eve, almost five years ago now. The shop was pretty dead but I had to stay… Eddie and I talked, rarely, but he was usually just posted up in the corner, pretending to play on his phone and checking anyone that got violent. I was wearing this little jewel barrette in my hair that night and… I guess he noticed it. Said I looked like a jewel around all the Christmas lights… Then he looked me in the eye and just said, ‘Go out with me’.”

[SFX: Audience - bemused/laughing]

[The host laughs with them]

Quite the charmer! We can all get behind a bad boy with a heart of gold!

[SFX: The audience cheering]

[S, with a weak laugh] “Yeah… I knew the bad boy part of it… I knew that part… What I didn’t know was that Eddie… I-I mean, I guess my first warning should have been when he admitted he’d never loved anyone until me… Not even his parents…”

[SFX: The audience murmuring in concern]

Heavens… Did he say what made you different…?

[S] “... I guess… the fact that I saw the real him… and didn’t run… E-Eddie’s… mean. Not to me, but… It’s like everyone else is prey to him. Not sexually, never that, but he knows he’s big and… a-and hard to take down… He knows he’s a monster, and he loves it… It’s like he goes out to, I dunno, test people. Like one of those prank people online but if you get mad at him for scaring you, he just… scares you harder…”

[SFX: The audience being much quieter]

That sounds quite… frazzling…

[S] “...Some days, I just do the dishes, over and over, just to feel like I’m negating all the bad I allow… The police won’t come out, the rest of the gang is terrified of him… Everyone is. I don’t know what to do, I… I-I don’t want him hurting people but it’s like he’s a force of nature… Hurricane Eddie…”

[SFX: The sound of dishes being done]

...Hey

[SFX: Continued dish doing]

HEY! I know you can hear me! Listen, please!

[You look at the TV, confused. The host is looking right at you

Yes, you! Looking at the screen, right this second!

[Pause…?]

[That’s odd… What would a television host have to sound so… terrified about?]

LISTEN. TO. ME!

[SFX: A plate shattering]

[You jolt and drop the plate. This time, you know it's talking to you]

Listen to me, I am not fucking playing around, so LISTEN! You need to run. You need to pack the bare necessities, find somewhere safe, and RUN! THIS IS NOT NORMAL! You have no fucking idea what you’re in for if you keep falling for his bullshit! R U N!!!

[The last thing you hear before a violent hiss of static erupts and the TV shuts off is [S] crying out in your voice, this time:]

[S] “I have to tell the truth… He does love you.”

[SFX: The TV shutting off]

[. . .]

[You sit in a daze, not even realizing you’re slumped on the floor. Not until you realize Eddie’s massive, imposing figure is squatting beside you, looking at you as if you’re being silly]

[E] “Babe…”

[P-Pause…?]

[E] “Whatcha doing kneeling on the floor in a bunch of broken porcelain?”

[Pause…]

[He picks you up, brushing the shards out of your knee, voice like you’ve had a silly moment]

[E] “Here, let me get you up. There we go… I think we might need to get you in bed, hon. You’ve been stood here washing dishes, over and over, for two hours, now…”

[...Pause]

[E] “Oh, I don’t like to interrupt your episodes… You got so… ‘startled’ last time I tried to… Here, lie down in bed, I’ll lie down with you, and it’ll all be fine… OK?”

[SFX: The bed reacting accordingly - warning, Eddie is a BIG boy]

[Pause…]

[E, gentle] “You’re welcome… Mmh, you look real fucking nice wearing my ring, sweetheart.”

[Pause…]

[E, still gentle, almost baby talking a bit] “How come you’re so sad, honey bunny?”

[...]

[E] “...Don’t like me killing?”

[. . .]

[E] “I know… ‘What does it say about me if I let this happen’? Boo hoo. You know what it says? You’re smart. You’re looking out for number one - you, yourself and yon. You know who the big bad is and you’re so on his good side, he put a ring on it. You know he won’t hurt you… Quite frankly, I’m stunned you don’t sic me on people you don’t like…”

[Pause!]

[He rolls his eyes as though the two of you are playing]

[E] “Awww… ‘Just because they annoy you don’t mean they gotta die’, mmhm. You’re so good. It’s cute. Makes me want to projectile vomit into a pond while a family of ducks watches in horror.”

[. . . ]

[You laugh. You can’t help it]

[E] “Heh… I know. Not very fatherly, am I? I guess it’s a good thing we’re not toying with the idea of starting a family just yet, is it? I bet we’d raise a few real demons together, hehe…”

[...?]

[He perks an eyebrow]

[E] “Were my parents ever mean to me…? No. Why?”

[Pause…]

[He shrugs]

[E] “Yeah, they probably loved me, at one point. I’m pretty sure they try to forget I exist now, which, honestly, good for them. They deserve some peace and quiet. They’re good people.”

[...Pause?]

[E] “Why do I hurt people, then…? Hmm… Well, you know the idea that some people are just born ‘bad’? That’s me, I guess… I looked around, saw kids my own age bullying and hurting others, so I beat their asses and… it felt nice. It’s very cathartic to see someone who was calling some kid all manner of bitch lying on the ground and crying with said bitchdom.”

[. . .]

[He gives a dark little chuckle]

[E] “I guess I just like being scary… but, also, you know I don’t like it when you try and get in my head. So, how’s about, instead, you take a little nap, huh?”

[Pause]

[E] “Aww… You’re still scared of me, too, huh? That’s cute~. I love that… and I love you… OK?”

[He catches your eye, expression dead serious]

[E] “I’m gonna go work on the TV for a bit… It’s putting out more static than I like.”

[He gives you a little smooch on your temple and stands, venturing out like he intends to throw hands with the TV. The last thing he calls back is a simple:]

[E] “Love you…”

[SFX: A TV faintly being smashed as the scene fades out…]

[To be continued???]