Of course he would. What else would he do, but she’d rather say that she helped than to watch him suffer without any effort to comfort him.
“Well, at least let me put them on so I can say that I tried.”
Eddie said stubbornly, cleaning him up and wrapped a light, but tight wrap around his arms. Annoyed that he had to prove he was big and scary and determined to make her suffer for being nice. Probably a demon thing.
she would try. that was the one thing that he could give her credit for. even when he had attempted to push her away… she still tried to push harder to stay. maybe he just wasn’t doing the right thing or he hadn’t figured out how to properly get her to stop caring about him. he didn’t need anyone caring for him. no one had before. why would anyone in their right mind suddenly start now.
either way, he pulled his arms back to his sides shortly after she had wrapped his arms out of habit. he didn’t even need them wrapped — give a few hours and he would be fine. it was how it always was. well, usually. “you didn’t need to do that.” though, he know it didn’t matter how he voiced his displeasure… she would always try to fix him. another reason he needed to pull him self away from here and finally leave.
“Well then I’ll stick close, it’ll help you heal faster. Either way I’m wrapping it up.”
She said as she went to grab the first aid kit, she’d at least wrap them so they weren’t glaring at her and making her worry. Ed came back, getting the bandages out and wrapping it tight.
if it was up to him, she wouldn’t even get close, but as per-usual, ed did what she wanted. it didn’t matter if he approved of it or not — something he would have to fix eventually. “you do know i’ll just tear them off, right?” not that it mattered… he’d heal all the same… given enough time.
he didn’t need to eat. nor did he feel that he needed to. once ky learned he didn’t need to have food, he decided to avoid it at all costs, and focus on everything else. sure, it may not have been the best way for him to live, but it was the easiest. “— why do you even care?” rather, it was his own personal way of requesting the subject be dropped.
Eddie ignored him, like she always did. She took his arm, stepping close as she looked at the cuts. They were still fresh and she could tell they were still tender because the skin around it was still red….or was it painful? Did he feel pain like everyone else? She sighed as she inspected them before she looked up at him, the worry plain and undeniable on her face. “Will they heal quickly? If not at least let me bandage them…”
he could still feel pain. he could still bleed. he could still get hurt. maybe it was the part that was still human in him that caused it. to remind him of something he never could fully ignore what he was. a simple way to prove that no matter what he did there was still part of him that hated what he did. a part he ignored. a part he suppressed. a part that he desperately needed.
“depends on the day.” sometimes it was a few minutes… other times hours. depended on how deep the wound was… and how human he managed to feel. “i’ll be fine.”
“don’t make me answer that.” rather, he didn’t feel that he needed to answer that idiotic question. he may not have been completely decent, but the color of one’s hair didn’t have anything to do with who a person was or what they could accomplish.
he knew that she wouldn’t understand; no one really understood what he had to do. sometimes, he could resist doing anything drastic by simply staying away from others, but even then… it never was a full solution. sometimes, he had to take more drastic action, and lock himself away in a cool room – if that didn’t help, he started using a knife. something that didn’t hurt him too much – he would HEAL, but it eased his urges. so, he didn’t think a few cuts would really hurt anyone. well, other than himself.
Eddie chuckled, shaking her head rapidly and then quickly regretting it, clasping her hands on either side of her head as if to hold it still. She giggled at her obviously bad reaction to her own actions as she kicked her feet like a child.
“Awww, that wounds awful! Not being able to get drunk. Granted IIIIIIIIII don’t particularlccly like it. The world spins and I don’t think that’s a good thing.”
She said with a frown as she stared at the floor, the world shifting dramatically. Eddie huffed and leaned against the wall as she picked up another of the bottles, wondering if maybe she drunk more it would suppress her feelings more.
“I have a question. Well, I have several, but I’m terrified of you so I never ask, I just haaaaaappen to be drunk enough to ask aaaaanyways. Do you pick your vessels cause they’re hot? Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike is that a thing that you do to be a thing?”
Following his suggestion, she took a big drink of from the bottle and then laid down on the floor, staring at the ceiling as she waited for his answer. She had asked to go home. She wanted to be home. To be near her parents, no matter how much they feared and detested her. She still loved them. She wanted them to love her back. They told her it was best to keep away. That she didn’t need see them. Her parents. Her only family. And thus, Eddie drank almost a whole case of these….fruity things and would probably end up getting killed by the demon she seemed to have befriended for being annoying. Though on the upside, her parents would probably appreciate no longer having to deal with her.
“i don’t pick my vessels.” honestly, that was a half-truth, and half lie. he just enjoyed a few of them. well, some more than other’s, but that was besides the point. looks were not exactly important, but he needed to be in one where he could blend in easily.
sometimes, that was easier than others, but all the same, he doubted that she would truly understand. a body, was just a body, but he did get attached to some of them. it was just what happened when he got comfortable, but at the same time… it was dangerous.
a lesson, that he was slowly learning in all reality. to not get attached to things he had no control over.
“ I simply take what i need.” it might not have answered her question decently, but he was at least being honest.
“you shouldn’t do that.” no one should have counted on him for well… anything. it was already known that he didn’t do well around others and quite honestly ky didn’t like helping anyone. not even the people he cared for when the time came for it. “you’ll be disappointed.”
“it’s entertaining to see humans run around thinking they have purpose in their very little lives.” a slight grin soon pulled at his lips, “if you fail, you fail, end of story.”
“why should i?” the question was asked plainly as the demon’s hands folded across their chest, “you of all people should know that one person’s right thing is another’s wrong.” his lips pursed into a thin-line, “so, you go on, and do what’s right. i’ll be right here…watching you fail.”
Hellfirebound 