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Eleven: Taking a long walk

Jenna's POV 

"y-yes" Eddie said making it sound more like a question. I smiled. I took another sip of the drink, as did Eddie, until it was all done and then we left.

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"so this is all fake, right?" Eddie asked as we made our way to the park that was only like, two blocks away. "I wouldn't say its fake, but its apart of the plan" I said answering his question. "so... its for real?" he said looking at me. "I mean, if you want it to be?" I responded.

"cool." he said smiling, while looking ahead. "so what are the benefits?" he said still smiling and looking ahead. "well..." I trailed off. "I live in one big house all alone?" I tried elaborating. "at least you don't live with a fat mom who sits on a couch all day and smells like ass and nail polish." he argued.

"but at least you have a mom." I said slightly pushing him in a joking matter, in defense of his mother. "even though your mom will be the reason you'll overdose one day on all those goddamned pills." I joked as he laughed. "well, she doesn't want me to end up like my father" he reasoned. "and to be honest, my biggest fear is me ending up like my father," he looked up at the sky. "imagine me just catching cancer and my mom having me on house arrest for the rest of my life. that would be so fucking sick." he chuckled as I laughed.

"what's your biggest fear?" he said, now looking at me. "me? I don't have one" I shrugged. "so your not afraid of anything?" he asked raising an eyebrow. "I mean, what is there to be afraid of?" I asked. "well, I don't know... there has to be something your scared of." he told me.

"well... I don't like spiders?" I pointed out. "you see, not liking something and being afraid of something, are two different things." he explained. "just like you don't want people calling you Eddie spaghetti, because your afraid everyone will find out that you actually do like when people call you Eddie spaghetti." I joked, pinching his cheeks. "no..." he said removing my hands of his face. "just like you don't like Richie, but your still afraid of falling for Richie over and over again." he correctly stated. 

"what? that makes zero sense, spaghetti boy," I shot back. "yes it does." he quickly replied.

it did make sense. I just, like most people, didn't want to admit it did.

I looked at the ground, and then looked back at him. "yeah well, that's over now. Richie is all in the past and now your my boyfriend." I said and then looked at the ground again. "but you love Richie, not me." he proved. "and that will never change no matter what." he said smiling at me.

"but he doesn't love me back, Eddie. he hurt me once, and then hurt me twice, and he'll just keep on hurting me until I cant take it anymore and I'll eventually kill myself, or die off of depression or something." I told him.

"and either way Eds," I looked up at him, "he's got Delaney. I'm sure he's doing just great with her by his side all the time." I spoke very enthusiastically. "Richie can be with someone else but he will still love you. just like your now going out with me, but you are still in love with Richie" he repeated.