It (2017) || Imagines ||

Sister || Eddie Kaspbrak

If there was one thing you could change about your life, it would be to have a different family. Or perhaps family was the incorrect word to use? Your negligent mother was an alcoholic and your father was no where to be seen. Some family, huh? 

However, every cloud has a silver lining, and in this case yours was your brother, Richie. You were the Troublesome Tozier Twins.

But despite your loud mouth, over-confidence, dirty mind, and the fact that Richie Tozier was your brother, you still managed to catch the eyes of plenty of admirers. 

One in particular was Eddie Kaspbrak, Richie's best friend.
And you definitely, 100%, were not secretly dating. 

"The barrens?" You moaned, rolling out of bed. 

"Yep. Bill wants to go. He thinks... Georgie is there," Richie answered. You turned away slightly. Richie knew Georgie Denbrough was a sensitive subject. When he died, it hit you pretty hard. Richie pulled you up off the floor as you straightened your quilt. 

"Get out then, I need to get dressed."

"You've got nothing to hide anyway," Richie stated, poking your chest. You rolled your eyes and shoved him out the door.

An hour later, you found yourself stood next to Richie outside a house you were all too familiar with. The Kaspbrak house. You had rarely been inside. Eddie's mother hated you. You had no idea why.

"Come on, just come in. What's gonna happen? She'll only cry if you sneeze on him," Richie teased as you were hesitant to enter the house. But it wasn't Eddie's mother you wanted to hide from. It was Eddie himself. More specifically, seeing Eddie while your brother was stood right there.

Richie grabbed your arm and dragged you to the door. He knocked twice, waited for a while. Then the door opened revealing the rather large Mrs Kaspbrak. You watched her look you up and down, feeling her eyes burn into you. Finally, she turned to Richie. 

"You here for my Eddie?" she asked. 

"Yes ma'am," Richie replied, nodding. Mrs K looked at you again, turning her nose up. 

"He's in the kitchen. Eddie! Your friend is here!" she shouted. Richie stepped straight through the door, but you waited until Mrs K waddled all the way back to her living room and flopped into her armchair. Then you gulped, and followed your brother. 

He was already in the kitchen, stood next to Bill Denbrough, your friend and the organiser of the outing. Eddie was pacing around, shoving plasters and what not into his fanny pack. As you entered, his eyes flickered towards you, and you blushed, hiding a smile. Richie, making fun of Eddie for his bag, wandered around the kitchen opening drawers and making jokes. You rolled your eyes at him as you greeted Bill.

Richie stopped at one of the overhead cupboards.

"Hey Eddie, these your birth control pills?" he taunted, opening a cupboard to reveal bottles of medication.

"Yeah, and I'm saving them for your sister," Eddie joked. Then he cut himself off quickly, slapping a hand over his mouth.

"Excuse me?" Richie said.

"I-I- I didn't mean-"

"You are not banging my sister," Richie stated. He looked at you. "Is he?"

"I-I'm not screwing Asthma boy!" You said in defence. Eddie looked away from you quickly and you stammered. "Not that I wouldn't- I mean, I'm not, but..."

You and Eddie looked at each other, then at Richie. 

"Shit," you both sighed.

"Eddie, you little bast-"

"We haven't, before you cry that I've beat you to banging him," you interrupted your brother. "But... we're dating. So what?"

"Yeah, so what?" Eddie joined, taking your hand. He caught Richie's eyes, glaring daggers, and gulped. He stepped towards him, looking straight into his eyes.

"If you do anything to fuck with her," he began.

"I won't, I promise," Eddie said, looking at you. Richie glared. Then he grinned and rustled Eddie's hair. 

"Then by all means, take her off my hands. Good luck," he winked, walking away. You and Eddie looked at each other, smirking. You kissed his cheek. Richie made a vomiting noise.

"But I don't want to see ANY of that!"