RICHIE POV-
it's been a day sense eddie has eaten. and about a week sense he's showered. and he won't get out of bed. i got out of the shower, and walked into my room. eddie was sleeping so i could just throw some clothes on. i jumped on my bed, shaking it. i pulled the sheets off his slim figure. i walked to the other side of my bed. i looked at him, and kissed his nose. "honey?" i whispered in his ear. "mmmhhh" he whines, covering his ears. "i'm getting you some food" "no" he yelled, throwing himself up. his eyes teary. a tear hung on my bottom eyelid. i leaned in to peck his lips. put his put his palm on my face and pulled back. that tear that was hanging on for dear life feel, my chin shaking. "i love you, why won't you let me take care of you?" i said, placing my hand on his. "you know trashmouth, maybe i don't love you!" he yelled, wrapping his arms around his legs. "i know you love me, kaspbrak" i say, kissing his forehead. "you hurt me eddie, and if i even said ANYTHING slightly negative to you, you cry and just be a problematic cunt!" i yell, jumping back, leaving the room and slamming the door behind me.
i fell to the ground and threw my head in my hands. i was a loud cryer. but i've never cried this loud. i looked at the time and eddie hasn't eaten it 49 hours. i ran down the stairs, grabbing a coat and ran back up the stairs. "get out" i mumble. eddie didn't respond. he still had his head in his legs. i grabbed his arm and shook his body. "EDDIE!" i yelled, "YOUR NAME KEEPS RINGING IN MY EARS! YOUR HEARTBEAT IS BEATING WITH MINE, EDDIE! your voice is like an angel yelling my name to come up to heaven and lay in peace forever," eddie lifts his head, and pulls me in. our long bodies intertwine. i wrap my kind arms around his chest and my legs around his waist. he wrapped his arms around my neck as we kissed. "i hate you, eddie kaspbrak" i whispered in between breaths. "i hate you more, future richie kaspbrak" "no no no! eddie tozier sounds way better!" "shut up, loser"
we fell asleep like that, me on top of his, our bodies intertwined. i woke up to his shoving me off him. "let's getting breakfast, then i can clean myself" he shook me. "haha, okay sweetie," i responded, smiling onto eddies chest. "where the fuck are my glasses?" i asked, looking at eddies blurry figure. i feel around, and finally find them. "even without my glasses, you're gorgeous" i say, resting my head on his neck.
*later at the breakfast place*
"my names steve, and i will be serving you this morning. what would you like?" steve had huge hair, and was kind of cute, but never as cute as eddie. "i'll have a waffle and he will, uh have. um.. two, two waffles" i said just to annoy him. "okay, i'll be right with you" "thank you"
"what the fuck richard?!" he looks at me. "we're in a restaurant, watch your language spaghetti boy" i replied. "you know i dont want to eat, why would you do that?" he asked. i shrugged. "my honey, my babe, the love of my life, has to eat right?" "smartass" he replied, but before he could finish what he could say, steve came over with our waffles. "so... i want to talk about something, cause we're dating and whatever..." eddie asked. "yeah?" i barely said cause my mouth was filled with syrup. "when will we fuck?" he asks, and i drop my fork. i swallow, coughing. "um... it- it's up to you like-" i mumbled. "how about for my birthday?" oh no. his birthday was in one week. "uh sure, um should we but some like uh, condoms or?" i said hiding my red flushed face. "yeah, after this"
how is eddie so confident talking about sex..? you would think the trashmouth would be more comfortable talking about it but no, not this time i guess. "i also, um had something else in mind, for your birthday, i mean we can still you know... but i also, just want to know you want it" i offered. "what, want what rich?!" eddie almost yelled, excitedly. "a new- a new dog" i said, dreadfully. "i know you might not want to but like, i know you love dogs and everything so..." i ranted on for a while about it. "um, yes! you should have kept it a secret!" "oh sorry! i justed wanted to make sure that's what you want" "yeah it is"
*at the convenient store*
eddie and i walked the isles, searching for condoms and such. when we finally came across a decent brand, we picked it up and found some water based lube. "who's checking out?" i asked. that was definitely the question we were to afraid to ask each other. "i c-can" ed's replied, sounding like bill. shit, i miss bill. i sat down waiting for him.
EDDIE POV-
"ohh- who's the lucky girl?" "um-" i replied, literally terrified. that store clark was always sketchy and weird, in fact that was beverly's dad. she never told us about him. he was just 'mr. marsh' there are rumors of him raping little girls and boys, but there's no proof. i don't feel safe around him. i didn't speak, but he ran me up. "uh, can i have a bag?" i ask, shy. "no problem kid" he whispers in my ear, making me very, very uncomfortable. "okay, thanks sir" "any time kiddo"
(sorry this is so short and terrible and uh i'm so sorrrry)
