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eight

what the fuck? stanley and eddie both though simultaneously in two completely different places. both were stressed out of their minds. 

eddie laid in bed wondering why he ever felt whatever he felt for richie. it's not like anything would ever happen, he was just confused, and too attached.  

it had been two months until richie introduced eli into their friend group. everyone got along except for eddie of course. he just dealt with her presence because he didn't want to leave bill and stanley. not to mention the fact he had no where else to go. 

stanley and bill supported eddie through his emotional heartache. richie acted as if nothing ever happened. richie and eddie still talked in their classes and at the lunch table but made less effort to hang out after school and richie rarely answered eddie's calls, when he did call. he doesn't anymore but richie can't blame him. 

it was a late saturday night, eddie's mom had already gone to sleep but eddie was wide awake. good thing he was too because he soon heard a knock on his door. 

he slowly and quietly stepped down the stairs before opening the door. to which he took a deep breath when he saw the curly haired boy standing tall in front of him. his glasses reflected the porch light.

"richie?" eddie asked.

"can i talk to you eds?" he requested softly. eddie internally whimpered at the nickname, he hadn't heard it in forever. 

non-the-less eddie sighed and closed the door behind himself as he sat on the front porch step of his home. "this is weird." richie said. "we haven't talked in ages." 

"what is it you came here so late to tell me?" eddie asked bluntly. he was afraid if he wasn't harsh he would break down in tears. 

"can i not just talk to you?" richie questioned.

"we haven't hung out in forever and you show up to my house at midnight to 'just talk?' doesn't sound right." eddie crossed his arms shielding himself from the cold. richie wanted to give him his sweater but he knew it wasn't appropriate timing.

"fine." richie said. "i came to say..." he wondered if he should continue with he somewhat premeditated speech. "i'm sorry."

"what?" eddie was in shock. he didn't know what to expect, he didn't even expect richie to show up let alone apologize. 

"i missed you calls for months it seems." he admitted. eddie just listen. "i didn't realize how mean i could be, or why." richie was known as trashmouth toizer and he could be careless or inconsiderate but he was right, he was never really mean. "i can get afraid i guess." he stopped there. 

"what do you mean?" eddie asked.

"i'm just not used to it...i can sometimes treat the people that i care about like, a possession. i'm so scared to become vulnerable. i'm so indecisive and i know, i know i made you feel a way. probably close to the way i felt about you. the way i still do." eddie's face softened when he realized richie was being genuine. "for me, the person that everyone always looked at as a fool and never took seriously, i can't believe that anyone ever really starts to care about me."

richie turned away from eddie to cough when truly he was wiping away a tear. "things were good between you and me. i was so terrified. i don't even know why but all i could think to do was run before it got dangerous. eds, in all honesty i never really understood why you looked at me different than others. like i wasn't just some class clown."

"rich-" richie cut off eddie to finish talking.

"but when i see you now, it seems i broke your heart. i didn't think i was capable of that. i let my feelings get a hold of me. i just let things play through hoping everything would be okay. my ignorance didn't let me think things through about how they would affect you." at this point richie was sobbing. eddie didn't know what to do so he just pulled him into his side hoping it was comforting.

they sat like that for a while. eddie believed that richie was genuine in his apology. he just wasn't sure how he should take it, or if he should at all. what did this mean for them?

"someone will love you eds..."