"She shouldn't lay a finger on you, ever," Eddie says, shaking his head. He doesn't understand how Carrie can stand up for her when she's hurt her like this. And as she goes on, his eyes narrow, a look of disgust crossing his face. "Carrie, what the fuck?"
He's quick to make sure she knows he's not upset with her though, reaching for her shoulders and smoothing them down lightly. "Your mom is fucking crazy. She shouldn't be looking after anyone, let alone locking you up in closets and shit." He usually tries to reign the cussing in around a little around Carrie, but today he feels like he has no words to express the shit she's telling him without them.
Eddie pulls her into him, wrapping his arms around her when she starts crying, his stomach twisting up in knots over this girl who nobody gave a shit over until she got here. It was fucked up and wrong and he's going to prove that someone gives a shit if it's the last thing he does. "I care, Carrie."
She pulls away from him and he lets her go because the last thing he wants to do is force her to do something against her will, especially now. Eddie lets out a large, frustrated sigh, moving after her. "It's not fucking normal, Carrie. What you're talking about is child abuse, okay? Your mother abuses you. And all those people are total fucking assholes! Someone should've stopped her before now. Someone should've said something, or done something, or given a shit. Because you are someone who matters. You're my friend and I care about you and I'm not going to keep letting someone hurt you, even it doesn't bother you!" He knows he's having a fit right now, but he can't help it. How can she not know this isn't okay?
He takes a deep breath. "Listen, I'm not trying to force you to do something you don't want to do, but you've got to do something about this, because it's wrong. It's so fucking wrong. Your mom belongs behind bars."
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He's quick to make sure she knows he's not upset with her though, reaching for her shoulders and smoothing them down lightly. "Your mom is fucking crazy. She shouldn't be looking after anyone, let alone locking you up in closets and shit." He usually tries to reign the cussing in around a little around Carrie, but today he feels like he has no words to express the shit she's telling him without them.
Eddie pulls her into him, wrapping his arms around her when she starts crying, his stomach twisting up in knots over this girl who nobody gave a shit over until she got here. It was fucked up and wrong and he's going to prove that someone gives a shit if it's the last thing he does. "I care, Carrie."
She pulls away from him and he lets her go because the last thing he wants to do is force her to do something against her will, especially now. Eddie lets out a large, frustrated sigh, moving after her. "It's not fucking normal, Carrie. What you're talking about is child abuse, okay? Your mother abuses you. And all those people are total fucking assholes! Someone should've stopped her before now. Someone should've said something, or done something, or given a shit. Because you are someone who matters. You're my friend and I care about you and I'm not going to keep letting someone hurt you, even it doesn't bother you!" He knows he's having a fit right now, but he can't help it. How can she not know this isn't okay?
He takes a deep breath. "Listen, I'm not trying to force you to do something you don't want to do, but you've got to do something about this, because it's wrong. It's so fucking wrong. Your mom belongs behind bars."