Love You Too Much || Reddie

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Chapter thirteen

Eddies POV

     "So..." I try to start a conversation but words can't form. I feel an immense amount of guilt, and I haven't even done anything wrong.
     "Hey bro, this is as weird for me as it is for you," Bill states.
     "I guess your right but like... I don't know. I'm being dumb. It's just a stupid dare anyways, so what does it matter?" I try and shed the guilty feeling off my back like a second skin but it remains as if it were hot glued.
     "Well, I guess we should just get on with it. It's either asking questions or making out, but I already know the answer." Bill chuckles, "Okay, my first question is... how did you get together with Richie in the first place?"

Richies POV

    All my anxiety I've bottled up for years is now slowly chipping away at the friendly trash-mouth side of Richie Tozier.
    "Dude. What's wrong with you? Eddie and Bill are probably the most trustworthy people here, no need to worry." Stan whispers in my ear, but anyone paying attention could still decrypt the bad attempt at being quiet.
     "Why are you stressing out anyways? We all know Eddie's gay, he's pretty bad at hiding it. I bet he's gonna convince Bill to get a little steamy in there." Bev smirks.
    That's it. Boom goes the dynamite.
"What the fuck is your problem?!" I yell, louder than intended.
      "I don't have a problem, why are you so offended?" Bev asks.
       "Oh my god! You're so nosey! You can never keep a secret!" I shout.
      "You guys please calm down!"  Ben begs.
      "Richie, there is no problem..." Mike tries.
      "Yeah, see?" The redhead smirks, "Even Mike agrees with me.  I don't see the problem." 
       "No that's not what I-" Mike try's to speak before I selfishly cut him off.
       "Yes, there is! The problem is simple; You don't know how to shut your god damn mouth!" I'm furious now. She doesn't know about Eddie's homophobic mother or my parents for that matter. She doesn't know about us, she's too wrapped up in herself to even take notice.
     The room is silent, no one dares to breathe. I see a tear roll down the young girl's faces. "I'm sorry...I forgot... I'm such a bad friend."
I'm still fuming, but my friendship with Bev is more important than my dignity so here goes nothing...
     "No Bev, I'm sorry. I don't know why I yelled at you and-" the sound of the door bell's ring cuts through my paper-thin apology. 
     Stan, being closest to the door, goes to open it. He twists the screeching knob until the wooden door creeks open. And through the glass I see them. Two figures. One obviously female and the other male, the woman has a shorter build to her and the man looks about the height of my dad. Well, that's because it is my dad.
     Both of my parents stand at the door, starring past Stan and straight into my eyes.

Maggie's (Richie's mom)  POV
Thirty minutes earlier...

     "Oh, Stan?" The Jewish mother asks over the phone. "Yeah. Yeah, he and the rest of the kids are at Sonia's house for a sleepover with Eddie. Why do you ask? Didn't Richie go too?"
     I roll my eyes at the number of questions the plump woman asks, but I proceed to put on a fake voice on again.
     "Yeah, Richie did," I Lied, "I was just wondering if Stan was going to be there. Considering the two are best friends.."
     "But I thought Richie and Eddie-"
      "Okay thank you! Have a nice night!" I quickly hung up the phone to avoid any other questions that could lead to suspension. Truthfully, I had no idea where my son was. But I was determined to find him and bring him home. Even if it meant working with my drunk excuse of a husband.
     "Eddie's house huh?" He grumbles, scratching his beard. "Expected the little fags to be hiding out together..."

God, I hate him so much...

      "Yeah, me too. Lest go to Sonia's place and get our son back." I grab my coat off the rack and start to unlock the door.
      "Are you sure we even want him back? I mean, I won't tolerate a  faggot living under my roof." He speaks up.
      "Yes! Yes, we want him back." I'm furious, but I have to hide it. "Were just going to get him quickly and we'll be on our way."
We get in the car, Mike, and Nancy in the backseats not knowing what's going on. And we head off, towards our other son.

Richies POV
Present time...

   "Mom...?" I ask, in disbelief.
    "Yeah Richie it's me, and you're coming home right now." She speaks with such a clean-cut voice, it's hard to resist your own parents. But something tells me this isn't right, and that something is Eddie.
    "Get out." I hear his voice from the top of the stairs. I turn and see Eddie and Bill slowly descending the stairwell, Eddie's face is flushed a bright red.

    I knew it. No one would ever actually love me. I think to myself.

    "Who are you to tell us what to do? you corrupted our son and now he's turned a fag!"  My dad yells.
    "No one corrupted me!" I yell louder. "This is who I am! I've always been this way, just now I'm not afraid to show it anymore."
     "That's it!" My mom storms into the house and grabs hold of my arm. The other losers try to help but there to weak to face the wrath of my pissed parents.
     "No! Stop! Please... we're actually happy here..." Eddie wails at my mom.
     "He was happy at home, with us. Before you ever came into the picture." My dad finishes.

    "You better say goodbye Eddie...because this is the last time you will ever see my son again."

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A/N: I swear I'm not dead! It's just been a while XD

SORRY FOR THIS CHAPTER BY THE WAY! I JUST HAD TOO! X((
    But I added a link for some Reddie edits up at the top, just in case ur going through Reddie depression like me right now :(

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