Six Feet Under : Reddie

Part 9

So this is the last chapter...

Eddie sat next to Richie as time passes, the other Losers' coming to visit whenever they had the chance.

As days turned into weeks, and weeks to months, Richie was rapidly losing hope.

Eddie saw it just as everyone else did, but Eddie didn't expect what was asked of him that following day in January.

"Eddie... Can you do me a favor?" Richie asked, his eyes void of any laughter or joking nature.

"Of course, what is it Chee?" He asked, taking his limp hand as mere gesture.

"Unplug me." He said, his eyes shifting to meet Eddie's.

"W-what?" The smaller teen spoke, aghast.

"Unplug me, Eds. Please. I can't live like this anymore." He said softly, his begging eyes seeming to stare into Eddie's soul.

"Richie! Are you crazy? No. I won't do that." Eddie snapped, standing to his feet.

"Please." His voice was barely a whisper, his eyes downcast as he spoke.

Eddie snorted, ripping his eyes from the older teen and storming from the room.

He slammed the door, walking to the waiting room to cool himself.

How could Richie ask him to do such a thing? How dare he? Did he really expect Eddie would willingly kill his own boyfriend? Or anyone, for that matter.

Eddie Kaspbrak was jolted from his thoughts when he heard the brutal beeping of a monitor, and nurses rushing.

Staring, he realised they were going to Richie's room.

Breaking into a sprint he ran, "Is he okay?!" He asked.

"He's alright. We had to sedate him. Your boyfriend attempted to bite out his stitches." The man said, his eyes watching the others restitch the young teen, whom, he thought, should never of been in such a position.

As the nurses began to clear, Eddie stepped back into the room to see a sleeping Richie.

"Why would you do that?" He asked, sitting beside the bed. "Come on Chee, please don't give up on me now. I need you, don't you understand that? I need you."

"You don't." Came the sound of Richie's rasping voice, "Can't you see that? I'm holding you here. To Derry, to this fucking white room. You've spend so much time here in your own life, there's no use wasting the rest here for mine."

"Don't talk like that! Richie you are my life." He explained desperately.

"No. I'm not. I'm simply a part of it. And now you need to let that part go. Let me go. Move on with your life, Eds. Go, finish your education. Leave this godforsaken town, and make a damn for yourself. Find love, get married, and have a family. You could have none of those things with me. You know that, as do I. You need to trust me when I say, it's better for you this way. It's not healthy for you to be here like this, not healthy for you to watch me slowly die. I'm sorry, Eddie. I tried to hold on, but I can't. Please, understand that. Please. I love you, and you've easily been the best part of my life. But my life is over, and you need to start yours. Hanging on to me will not allow you to accomplish that. I love you Eddie Kaspbrak, let me go, loving you." Richie said, a smile lighting his face as tears fell down his freckled cheeks.

Eddie closed his eyes, feeling a sob bubbling up in his throat. "I love you too, Richie. I wish we had that chance to lend a lifetime together." He cried, gripping onto Richie's cold hand.

"So do I Eds. But I'll always watch over you. Heaven or hell, of fucking space... I love you. No form of life or death, will ever chance that." He said.

"I love you too, Chee, oh God I love you too. I won't stop, okay? I promise. You're my most important person. I can't ever forget that and what you've done for me. You showed me to be me. You showed me how to love. You mean everything to me." He whispered, kissing Richie's lips for what would be the very last time.

Eddie turned, seeming to be in slow motion and picked up the sedation needle, injecting it's fluid into Richie's pale and bed blooded arm.

Richie's eyes fluttered closed, a small smile resting on his face.

Walking over to his bed, Eddie unplugged the very thing that kept Richard Tozier alive.

"I love you." He choked, quickly gathering himself and leaving the room before he was seen by any staff or nurses.

He muffled his screams as nurses ran into Richie's room at a distance, shouting and yelling for help, or a doctor.

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A few years later a man stepped foot in the town of Derry. A place he hadn't visited in many years.

He held the hands of two beautiful girls, his young daughters. Isabelle and Vianne.

The eldest, Vianne's strawberry blonde hair blew in the cold winter air, her fair skin reddened at it's snappy chilled bite. She said nothing, unsure of their purpose in such a place.

All she knew was her maman had left her, her father, and her sister for her own selfish reasons a few weeks ago.

The younger, Isabelle, walked proudly, her sunshine blonde hair seeming to glow in the January sun. She too, did not know why they were here. But there was something she did know, that it must be important to her father. For he never seemed to truly love their maman, as he was not troubled at her leavings. But it didn't seem to bother young Isabelle as she hiked through the snow to their unknown destination.

Both sisters were surprised when their father stopped them at a cemetery. A place of peace and rest for those who have departed.

"Papa? What are we doing here?" Isabelle asked, ignoring the warning glare she received from her elder sister.

"We're here to visit an old friend of mine." The middle aged man said.

"You have a friend to lives here?" Vianne asked, forgetting her manners as her curiosity got the best of her.

Their father chuckled, "No. But I guess you could say he used to. But this was never a place his heart lay."

The girls said nothing more as their father lead them to a grave stone, brushing the snow from the elegant rock.

Richard (Richie) Tozier
1948-1966
A friend, a son, a boyfriend, a Trashmouth.

"Papa who is Richard?" The younger asked, her eyes wide.

"An old friend." He repeated, an icy tear falling from his eyes as he touched the cold stone, placing blood red roses tot he white sparkling snow.

So that was it, what did you guys think? What would you have done in Eddie's place.

New Reddie book coming soon!