Forty Four

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Dear Eds,

Today is my first day of treatment. I'm going to write you a letter every day until I come home. I trust that your uncle will give you what I send. I miss you already.

I know I just left yesterday but it feels already like an eternity. My mom yelled at me when I wouldn't eat the McDonalds they stopped for on the way there. I feel like this is all my fault. I make so many people upset. I make you upset. I'm sorry. I never meant to make you want to die. 

It still breaks my heart that you felt like you needed to do that, Eddie. I mean, really. I feel sick just thinking about it. Please don't do that again. I beg you. Stay strong, my love. 

I want you to know that I didn't want to do this to you. I told you I'd never leave you, and now it was more metaphorical than physical. I wanted to be by your side through the rest of the year, and by your side for as long as I could. I was killing myself by doing it, Eds. I couldn't last much longer without dying from starvation, heart problems, or worse. My parents are making me get better, and even though I'd rather die by your side than be without you, it's for the better. I'll make it out of here, and then we can live in peace, together forever. 

I'll survive and so will you. Things may be tough right now, but if you remember what I told you, remember that I'm coming back and that I love you, anything is possible. 

With love always,

Richie Tozier 

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