Dis for mah gurl MarcoDiazKinnieTM
To see how the song I'm Not A Loser would fit into a story we're making, no one but us is prolly gonna read this because this is a new book but uh, if u do see this and ur not me or Jodi then friggin take this as a sneak peek or a deleted scene depending on what we do with this but uh, here ya go!
Also Eddie plays clarinet its canon-
And yes- obviously lyrics were changed
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Eddie watched Rebecca walk into her room, an aggravated look on her face. Eddie grumbled, rubbing his temples as he went to go sit beside his husband. He couldn't do it anymore, this fucking clown was messing with his child now and he had to do something! No matter how hard he tried, things were bad and he felt as if he could do nothing at all. They could die! They would all die and it would be all his fault he knew it. His own daughter turned her back when he tried to protect her, he was breaking down.
"I-..." Eddie could barely speak actual words. Richie looked his way a tad confused, he waited for Eddie to finish his sentence.
"I don't want to be a loser anymore."
"What? But didn't we make some blood oath?"
"No!- Well yeah!- But of course I love the Losers Club, it's great. What I meant was, I'm sick of this. I'm sick of everything! All of this was amazing but now it's all turned to shit, I'm done with it. I'm done being sad, and alone, and a loser dealing with a damn clown." Eddie mumbled. Richie let out a small chuckle, it wasn't like he was laughing at Eddie but he did find it ridiculous.
"The entire point of The Losers Club is that we're all sad, and alone and a loser dealing with a damn clown. Face it Eds, you're a loser."
"NO!" Eddie shouted, getting a flinch and shocked look out of Richie.
"One, don't call me Eds. Two, I'm laying this law down right now. I'm NOT a Loser, I don't secretly hate myself." Eddie stood up, looking Richie directly in the eye.
"Wait, what?"
"I'm not saying this to no one, it's not the case that no one cares!" Eddie protested, placing his hands on his hips.
"Yeah, because you're talking to me." Richie added, still very confused with the sudden outburst.
"Exactly, AND! I'm not a failure. I don't not have talent! When others see me they can't see the nobody that isn't there-" Eddie froze, a few thoughts flowing through his head before he spoke again. Eddie was mad, but Richie was currently enjoying every second of this, who wouldn't love to watch a small adorable being rant?
"Hold on, that's a triple negative. You can't not see nobody, because I'm not nobody! Which can't not be seen." Eddie sighed, his rage quickly turned slomen, he looked down. Things were getting difficult to say but he would continue anyway.
"Let me start over." He groaned, looking back up at Richie who was actually starting to get concerned.
"My life's not empty, they don't not like me at all. I don't not leave the house, cause I don't not prefer to stay a home." Eddie felt his eyes fill with tears, he balled his fist holding them back.
"I don't stink. I'm not a waste..." Eddie took a deep breath, "I'm not all alone in thinking, that I am not all alone." The tears spilled out of his eyes, he tried to cover it up but they wouldn't stop coming. He soon felt a pair of arms around him, he returned the hug and clenched to Richie's shirt.
"Hey, come on. It's okay, you're perfect. You don't stink and you're definitely not a waste, alright?" Richie questioned, Eddie nodded silently.
"Just- stay right here! I'll be back~" Richie cooed in his very non-relevant Arnold Schwarzenegger voice, leaving. That got a small laugh out of Eddie before the bad thoughts came flooding back in.
"Maybe I am a loser?" He whispered, he held his breath trying to calm himself but the sobbing came right back. He pulled on his shirt, his heart hurt too much to even be thinking about this.
"Hey, Edward!" Voices called out to him, Eddie looked around.
"Huh?"
"You're not delirious with despair, and you're not calling true things false! Hey, Edward!" The voices seemed as if they were trying to comfort him but it was incredibly sarcastic. Eddie felt very uncomfortable, he then saw a line of hand sanitizer infront of him. Maybe he needed to lay off it for a while.
"This is weird." Eddie mumbled, backing away.
"You're not hallucinating these Sanitizers talking at all!"
"Im not?"
"You're not a loser, you don't secretly hate yourself. You're not saying this to no one. It's not the case that no one cares!"
"Okay."
"You're not a failure, you don't not have talent. When others see you they can't see the nobody that isn't there." As the sanitizers spoke, Eddie felt his spirits lift hearing this from someone else.
"I'm not a loser!" Eddie cheered, throwing his fist in the air.
"You're not a loser."
"They don't not like me at all!"
"No!"
"I don't not leave the house, because I don't not prefer to stay at home!"
"Stay at home" The sanitizers repeated, Eddie still felt a bit weird communicating with them but hey, he wasn't a loser!
"I don't stink!"
"You don't stink."
"I'm not a waste!"
"You're not a waste!"
"I'm not all alone in thinking, that I am not all alone!" A smile appeared on Eddie's face, who needed depression when you have hand sanitizer? Don't answer that question. Eddie looked down in his hands, a Clarinet had appeared.
"Clarinet Solo!" He yelled, not questioning that he hadn't played one since highschool. So why was he so talented at it now?
"LOOK AT ME NOW MAMA!" Eddie cried, throwing the clarinet at some random place in the room.
"I'm not a loser!"
"You're, not a loser."
"They don't not like me at all!"
"No!"
"I don't not leave the house!"
"Leave the house."
"Cause I don't not prefer to stay at HOME!"
"Not prefer to stay at home."
"YEAH, YEAH, YEAH- STAY AT HOME!-" Pennywise was quickly cut off by Eddie.
"Hey! SHH!" He growled, the attention back on him now.
"I don’t stink, I’m not a waste. I’m not all alone in thinking, that I’m not. Not! NOT! All alone!" Eddie chuckled finally feeling happy, he spent all this time sad but all he needed was some hand sanitizer motivation!
"You are not alone! You are not alone! You are not, not, not, not, not, not, not, not, not, not, not, not! you are not, not, not, alone!" That was a hell of a lot of nots but let's hope that meant he wasn't alone, it was very uplifting either way.
Wait. Pennywise? Eddie froze, his happiness draining immediately. He looked over his shoulder, to see the clown doing that weird yet incredibly horrifying run towards him. Edward Kaspbrak, tried to run but was stuck in place.
He closed his eyes and let out a bloodcurdling scream.
"EDDIE!?" He heard a voice, footsteps running down the hallway. In view, was a very worried looking Richard Tozier.
"I was gone for like five seconds! What happened?!"
"FIVE SECONDS!?" Eddie could've sworn it had been 4 minutes and 38 seconds.
"Yeah, now what happened!?"
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DE END. Das all ya get for now, but uh, I've been awake all night soo, BAIII
