Reddie Smut | I'll Be Loving You (Forever)

eleven - IFHY

WARNING: mentions of murder, implied codependency, manipulation, obsession, borderline stalking, verbal abuse
Song: IFHY - Tyler, The Creator
Word count: 4,338

!!!DISCLAIMER!!!
RICHIE HAS VERY VIOLENT AND DETAILED THOUGHTS ABOUT MURDER, SUICIDE, AND SEVERALLY INJURING EDDIE. Richie and Eddie don't have a healthy relationship so you shouldn't read it that way because I didn't write it that way. Both of the boys constantly manipulate each other and the relationship is very abusive even if neither of them realize it.

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Everything was okay until suddenly it wasn't. Eddie went from loving him to hating him in just a moment. Suddenly Eddie didn't want to have sex with him anymore, and then he didn't want Richie to kiss him, and eventually Eddie didn't want Richie touching him at all. Richie was completely okay with not having sex, he'd never force Eddie into anything he didn't want to do, especially not that; but Richie needed some sort of reassurance, needed Eddie to kiss him and tell him he loved him, but Eddie stopped saying I love you, eventually, too.

Eddie stopped staying over, stopped wanting to be around Richie completely, and eventually, he told Richie he didn't want to be with him anymore.

Richie had cried and asked Eddie why, getting no response. He grabbed Eddie's hands to tell him it was okay, that Eddie could talk to him and he wouldn't be mad, but Eddie just pulled away and turned his nose up. Richie dropped to his knees and begged him to just talk to him but Eddie just said there wasn't anything to talk about and left him there, throwing their two year relationship away just like that.

He did turn up eventually, though, with a boy's arm wrapped around his little shoulders. Prancing around with his new boyfriend. Or at least that's what Richie assumed he was. He wouldn't even hang out with the losers because they all hung out around Richie, so he hung around that guy's friends.

"What the fuck even happened with you and Eddie? He wouldn't tell me," Bev asked, leaning in close to Richie's ear, glancing over to Eddie.

"He won't tell me, either. I'm just as clueless as you guys. He just stopped fucking talking to me all of a sudden," Richie racked his brain for the events that happened over the last month but couldn't find anything that would point him towards why Eddie just hated him all of a sudden. He didn't know what he'd done.

"It's weird with you guys not together," Ben said, nose finally up out of his Biology notes.

"I know. I just want everything to go back to normal," Richie frowned over at Eddie's boyfriend's table, watching the way he squeezed Eddie's shoulder softly, and Eddie cuddled farther into his side. Richie missed when that was him with his arm around Eddie, showing his beautiful boy off. He missed him.

He sort of hated him. He loved him so much it hurt, and Eddie just went off and fucked him over for some asshole he probably just met.

He was so mad he could kill that asshole - could kill Eddie, too. He loved and hated Eddie so much.

It had crossed his mind a few times, killing Eddie. Killing Eddie and then killing himself so they could be together forever. He'd strangle him and watch him turn colors, kiss his pretty candy sweet lips as he took his last breath. Then, he'd slit his wrists and lay beside him until he bled out, arms around him, face in his rosemary scented hair, kissing his blue and purple cheeks until he couldn't anymore.

Maybe he was crazy.

But, since he couldn't do that, at least he could make sure he was okay, make sure his boyfriend wasn't hurting him.