Smitten by the Flower {Eddie Kaspbrak} [1]

27

(As mentioned, I will be changing things up. The first thing to change is the reason the losers get back together. Originally, it was because Pennywise got Bev. Pennywise taking Bev will stay, however, the losers will be reunited before she's taken.)

Richie and I walk back into the house, the tension gone. But it isn't gone for long. As soon as we enter, we see Eddie standing there, examining the ash tray on the table.

Oh boy.

"Who smokes?" He asks, plainly.

Richie, sucks his teeth before whispering, "busted." I punch him in the arm and attempt throwing a smile Eddie's way. "Mrs. Maple, sometimes."

He isn't buying it.

"So, you're trying to tell me, that sweet old lady Maple, is smoking death sticks?" He sarcastically questions, folding his arms over his chest. "Why the hell are you lying to me, Ally?"

He wants to give attitude? Oh, I'll show him attitude.

"Well if you knew the answer to your stupid question, why the hell did you ask?" I bite back, stepping closer. Richie watches the argument from behind me, finding it more amusing than awkward. Eddie looks shocked at my attitude.

"Listen Ally, there's a lot of things you can do to get attention, but smoking shouldn't be one of them. It can be super dangerous—" he begins, but I stare at him deeply offended.

So that's it? He thinks I smoke for attention.

He obliviously continues his lecture, not catching my offended stare. Richie, now feeling awkward and sort of guilty for Eddie's words, coughs loudly in an attempt to get him to shut up. Eddie stupidly ignores his friends warning.

"So you think I smoke to get attention?" I cut him off, his eyes widen a bit, just now realizing his mistake. "Well I— yes." He admits. I stare at him in disbelief, before pointing to the door.

"Get out, Kaspbrak."

"You're gonna kick me out for caring about you?"

"I'm gonna kick you out for being a dick, Edward."

"You're 14 and smoking cigarettes! Ally, that's a fucking call for help! Cigarettes are so gross, I can hardly believe I kissed you—" immediately, he slaps his hand over his mouth, regret clear in his features.

A pain shoots through my heart as I turn away from him, and keep my eyes glued to my shoes. "Get out." I mutter, voice shaking as tears drip down my cheeks.

"Ally I—"

"GET OUT!"

"I'm sorry!" Eddie tries, I can feel his hand reach out to touch mine.

"I think we should break up. That way you'll never have to taste, smell, or see another cigarette again." My voice cracks towards the end, heart throbbing with pain. The voice in my head tells me this is the right thing, but my the voice in my heart tells me no.

"W-what?" Eddie mutters, clearly saddened by my words. "B-But I-I.....okay then."

Richie gulps loudly, watching as Eddie walks towards the door. He follows the boy, glancing remorsefully towards me. I don't look up to him, I simply sniffle. As soon as the door closes, I allow a sob to leave my lips.

He didn't even fight to keep me.

Richie's POV

"Geez, you really screwed up back their..." I try joking lightly, probably not the best idea I've ever had.

"Shut the hell up, Richie." Eddie mutters, before tears begin to form in his eyes. As soon as we're off the girls property, he stops walking and soft sobs begin to shake him. My eyes widen, and I turn to him.

What do people normally do in this situation?!

Awkwardly, I pat his back, trying my best to comfort him. "Come on Eds, I'm sure this'll all blow over, Ally loves you." I assure, guiltly watching as he hiccups and wipes at the constant stream of tears.

"I-I really messed up, Richie. I think we should talk to Bill...he would know what to do." Eddie insists, looking up to me desperately. I give an annoyed sigh and nod my head.

"Fine. Whatever. Tell him and everyone else to meet at the ice cream shop tomorrow. I'll tell Ally to meet us there, then we'll work something out." I suggest, not wanting to see Bill today. I wouldn't be ready for that. I gotta brace myself a little.

He nods his head quickly, continuing to walk towards his house.

"Now quit with your shitty tears. You look more disgusting than your mom's blood stained panties."

Elbow

"Ow! Okay okay.......her panties were worst."

Elbow

"Stop talking about my mom!"

(YOU GUYS ARE GONNA BE SO SHOOK AT THE NEXT CHAPTER)