I Guess I Am Stuck With You (and other One Shots)

You're All That Matters To Me

Character names:
Edith= Eddie
Richelle= Richie
Michaela= Mike
Beverly is still Beverly
Patty is still Patty
Evelyn= Stanley
Belle= Ben
Billie= Bill
(Slur use)

DECEMBER 17TH, 2003

Richelle Tozier never thought she would accomplish much in life. Here she stood, age 27, on her way to being one of the top comedians in America. Dropping out of college had been her best decision, and she was glad her parents had agreed to let her do it. They had always been supportive of her no matter what. Hence why she was scared to tell them what she was about to tell them.

"I'm a lesbian. I like girls. Don't hate me." She begs. Maggie, her mother, and Wentworth, her father, just stare blankly at her.

"Honey, we could never hate you." Maggie says, standing up and pulling her daughter into a tight hug, her husband joining." It is physically impossible for us to hate you, you know that."

"We've known since you were four, sweetie." Went says." You and Edith Kaspbrak were always close...you love her, don't you?"

"Fuck, is it that obvious I like her?" Richie asks. 'Like? What are we, in fourth grade?' She asks herself. How could she not love Eddie. Her brunette hair was always wavy, falling to her shoulders, bangs neatly straightened. Her freckles were always prominent on her round face. Her lips were always ready with cherry chapstick. She always wore those pleated skirts with those blouses and jumpers, or the pleated shorts with the same thing. Richie had been in love with her since she had met the girl.

"No, it's just that, you're our daughter and we tend to know you well." Maggie responds, earning a loud laugh from her daughter. Wentworth smiles and kisses the back of Richie's head, making her grin at him.

DECEMBER 18TH, 2003            

Myron Jones was the worst mistake of Edith Kaspbrak's entire 28 years of life, and it turned out, he could not deal with break ups. First, he had hated her being asexual, and now he couldn't handle a breakup. She had decided to do it in restaurant, in public, in the hopes that he would not cause a scene. But this was Myron and Myron would cause a scene anywhere.

"Come on, Eddie bear, you love me!" Myron whines and Eddie rolls her eyes." Babe don't do this to me. I need you and you need me. What if we have kids? The kids will need their mom-

"Myron, I'm asexual, you know this." Eddie sighs." And I am sorry, but we just...don't click anymore. Wasn't it obvious? This relationship has been stale for about two years."

"What changed? Is it those friends of yours? You know I do not like that Richelle." Myron says with venom dripping off of his tongue. Eddie glares at him, her usual, piercing death glare that could kill a man if they weren't careful.

"I'm gay." Eddie decides to tell him. She hadn't intended to, but he needed to back off." I like women, okay? I always have. I just...needed comfort from when my mom died and you acted like her and that's shitty, I know...but, yeah. I'm a lesbian."

"You're a dyke? So like...you make out and have sex with girls?" Myron asks." Hot-

"You are fucking disgusting, you know that?" Eddie snaps, finally losing her limited patience with him." First off, that's a slur. Secondly, I'm asexual. Thirdly, do not fetishize me, pig! Fuck this, I'm off!"

With that, Eddie grabs her bags and storms off. He had no right to be like that to her, and Eddie hated him. Luckily, she didn't live too far from where they'd been, and so she clambers up to her apartment, opening the door and throwing down her bag.

"Dad?!" She calls out.

"In here, sweetheart." Frank Kaspbrak calls out from the kitchen. Eddie smiles and walks off to find him. He's making them dinner and she stands beside him, leaning against his shoulder as he cooks. He smiles and kisses her temple gently." How did it go?"