kissing in cars|reddie

six

A week and a half later.

Beverly was finally getting some money for her abortion, and she was scheduled for it in two weeks. Ben and Richie had given her money, since Richie got a job at the grocery store and Ben's parents were lovely and kind people. Richie insisted that he pay the rest of the money, since she was so close to having it all. Beverly was scared, for the most part. There was another living organism inside of her, demanding food and sweets.

Meanwhile, Eddie felt as though he were in a horrific shit-show.

The brunette even apologized to Collin, who just ran away; Collin's black eye was healing and Eddie almost felt bad for hurting him. Still, Sonia ignored Eddie all the time and he didn't have money anymore. Eddie didn't really eat, anyway. But he did need some currency to live off of. There was really no one else he could turn to, Richie ignored him, people stayed away from him, and he found himself solo again.

Eddie decided that he needed to leave. He was going to run away. Tonight.

And perhaps with Richie Tozier.

The two didn't bicker after Richie spat at Eddie at the locker, because the taller male had chosen to ignore him. Eddie kind of missed talking to someone, even if it was that shit-head, he was glad that someone had tolerated him enough to fuck him and give him some money.

It was past eight o'clock, and Richie was 'busy' smoking his cigarettes and mindlessly looking out of his window. He wasn't bored, but needed some time to himself. Working five to seven hours at a grocery store was surprisingly exhausting. But he would never complain about it because he was doing it for Beverly. Richie's father was out of town for some business thing, and his mother was getting extremely drunk in her bedroom.

Then the doorbell rung through the household. Before Maggie Tozier could say anything, Richie ran out of his bedroom and made way to the houses entrance. Opening the door, he was shocked to see Eddie in front of him, looking angry (however, he always looked distressed. He had a major case of resting bitch face).

"What do you want, whore?" Richie raised his eyebrow up as he stared down at the tanner boy.

"Let's do something," Eddie had his backpack thrown over his shoulder, holding clothes and thirty dollars that he stole from Sonia's purse. He had slipped out of his window earlier to get to Richie's.

"Like what?" Richie slumped over the doorway with his elbow resting on the frame, looking down at the brunette.

"Anything you want. I need it." Eddie pushed past the taller guy and ran to his bedroom up the stairs without permission. He was going to get fucked tonight because he needed to feel something; and he was going to run away, whether anyone liked it or not.

"Eager much?" Although Richie was appalled that Eddie came running to him for some relief, he wasn't going to turn the guy down. If he was honest, he needed a good fucking too. Richie locked his bedroom door, and closed the window up.

Eddie had already taken his shirt off when Richie entered his bedroom fully, the black shirt thrown on the floor. Richie stopped talking immediately when he saw just how skinny Eddie had become- to the point where you could almost see his ribcage. Nonetheless, Richie began to strip too, and took out the lube and a condom.

"No condom." Eddie huffed and took the package away from Richie, despite the taller male insisting they use it. "I want it raw. I need you to fuck me fast, don't wait for me."

"Uh, you know that's going to hurt, right?"

"I know what I'm saying."

"I guess so." Richie would be lying if he said he wasn't worried for the boy. "Blow job?" He asked.