IT Imagines & Preferences

The Disappearance of Eddie

All Richie sees is a white gloved hand slither around Eddie's shoulder, and in a second, he's gone. Disappeared.
Richie tried requesting Bev or Mike's help, but that didn't work. So he stuck with Bill and Stan.

They ran into the sewers. Or what Ben's dad had called his home. They ran through the filthy, twisted tunnels, splashing through wet trash. Richie was terrified for Eddie. Was he hurt? Or worse, even dead? He wanted to scream. He wanted to hit something. Anything.

He just wanted his Eddie back.

His knees gave out underneath him, ready to break down and give up. Luckily, Stan caught him before he fell into the murky abyss of sewage. He had to keep going. He had to find Eddie.

He eventually steadied himself with their help and trudged on with tears leaving clean streaks on his cheeks with Bill and Stan close behind.
Suddenly, he heard a high pitched scream echo through the dark tunnels. His eyes widened. "That sounded a lot like Eddie," said Stan, worry laced in his voice.

Richie instantly started running. "R-Richie, w-wait!" yelled Bill. Ignoring them, he continued to run. He heard another scream echo through the tunnels. He started to run faster, tripping over trash, water slightly slowing him down.

He turned a corner and instantly stopped. Right in the middle of the tunnel was IT. With Eddie in his arms, half conscious and shivering. Pennywise had him in an immobile position. He had cuts on his face, and bruises on his arm and neck. His breathing was ragged and slow, blood running down his face. So much was running through Richie's head.

Eddie's eyes slowly focused. He saw Richie, with Bill and Stan close behind. His mind completely shut down. Tears started flowing from his eyes like a never ending river over falls.

"Ruh-ruh-Richie, I w-wanna go huh-home," he sobbed. He was hyperventilating somethin' awful, and stuttering worse than Bill. His head hung low. "I j-just wanna g-go huh-home," he whispered.

Richie completely lost it. He ran straight for IT. Ignoring Bill and Stan's yells of protest. Pennywise threw Eddie onto the ground just as Richie got closer. He started to hit Pennywise anywhere he could reach, sending insults his way.

"You shitbag! You took my friend!" he yelled while punching his chest, tears streaming down his face. Richie subsided his punching and eventually completely stopped. It was no use.

"I just want my friend back," he mumbled.

IT stepped back, knowing that any fear he had left was replaced with anger, and there was no use trying for now. The clown had returned to the drain, and just like that, it was gone.

Bill and Stan rushed over as Richie fell to his knees, his face in his hands, sobbing loudly and uncontrollably. Bill was calming Richie down, while Stan was making sure Eddie was still alive.
"He's okay, just semi conscious," he said, relieved.
Richie instantly rushed over to Eddie.

"Eddie, oh my gosh, are you okay!?" he shouted. Eddie gave a slight nod. Richie held him close, not wanting to let go ever again.

"We-we're gonna go, a-and we're gonna get y-you cleaned and p-patched up. And I can go to the candy store, and get anything you want and-and-." Eddie wiped a stream of tears from his eye, leaving a streak of blood.

Richie kissed his forehead, holding him tighter. "I'm never leaving you again," he said, sniffling.

"I want a bag of gummies, please and thank you."

Sorry for the sad story.
Published October 9, 2017.