The Aftermath (Reddie)

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Eddie's POV

I was alone in a dark and smelly and dirty cave. I was wedged in a corner, my knees were pressed into my chest.

"Eddieeee"

The voice was airy and sing songy. The hair on the back of my neck was standing up.

"Please go away please go away please go away," I whispered over and over.

Then I could feel hot breath on my neck. A rancid scent filled my nostrils.

I just kept whispering to myself over and over.

"Looking for something Eddie?"

I popped my head up. Manic yellow eyes and a painted white face were staring at me. The smile was so impossibly big. Some drool fell from his lips and onto my bare arm.

I would've screamed if I could find my voice. Instead I just whimpered fearfully.

IT leaned closer to my face, IT's mouth opened wider. It seemed impossible for it's mouth to be that wide. And it's teeth were so impossibly large and shiny.

Tears were forming in my eyes, I was so scared. SO fucking scared.

"Eddie!"

Another voice. A familiar voice.

"Eddie!" the voice called again.

"Eddie wake the fuck up!"

I jolted my head up from my desk.

Richie was shaking my shoulders still.

"Dude, stop," I muttered crankily.

But he had shaken me so hard that his glasses slipped off of his nose and onto the ground.

"My visions been compromised."

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Why the fuck did you wake me up?" I asked him refusing to grab his glasses from the floor before he answered.

Richie's face morphed from his goofy smile to a smaller and more secretive one. I had been shocked that he was even talking to me seeing as he had been avoiding me for the past few days. Ever since I started dating Mary Ann really.

Then something struck me as odd. I was sitting in my last class period. I didn't have Richie in this class with me.

I stopped Richie before he could say anything, "what the fuck are you even doing in this class?"

Richie scratched the back of his neck, "I was on my way to my locker to go home and I noticed you snoozing in here," he explained.

I looked around at the empty classroom.

"School ended about ten minutes ago eds."

I grumbled at his nickname but was too groggy to say anything.

"Hey um eds?"

Richie looked so sheepish and innocent right now.

"What's up?" I asked.

He looked directly into my eyes despite being half blind, "can you grab my glasses for me? I can't really see."

"Oh yeah of course!" I reached down to grab the thick rimmed glasses.

For some reason it felt like he wanted to say something more. Something was going on in his head, I wanted to know what it was.

Without even thinking I picked up the glassed and put them onto Richie's face for him. He flinched as they touched his face. I gently put them into place.

He blinked as he adjusted to the prescription. Color was rising to his cheeks.

I smiled softly and left my hands by his ears for a second longer than I needed to.

I missed being friends with him. I missed talking to him. I missed just hanging out with him. Even his stupid fucking jokes.

We were both stupidly smiling into each others' eyes, he obviously missed our friendship too.

Then he cleared his throat and leaned back, letting my hands fall into my lap.

"How's, um, Macy? May? M-"

"Mary Ann."

"Right," he muttered, "How's Mary Ann?" he asked.

"She's fine I think, haven't talked to her much since lunch yesterday since she's sick today." I shrugged.

"Dude, don't you know how girls work?"

"No," I admitted, "do you?"

"No," Richie admitted as well, "but I've heard that girls appreciate when you ask them how they are doing and such. Plus you guys are dating so shouldn't you be like sucking face or something?" Richie had his face all scrunched up with disgust.

"Mary Ann's not like that," I shrugged, "and we both aren't into kissing that much."

Richie started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked with a crossed face.

Richie was still chuckling, "kissing is fucking fantastic!" he was confident, "she just isn't a good kisser." He had gotten serious, calmer, now.

"You've kissed someone before?" For some reason that upset me.

Richie shrugged, "Well no, but people wouldn't keep doing it if it sucked." he had turned red.

"Well you can't know if it's bad if you've never tried it," I argued.

An idea occurred to me.

"Hold on," I said and stood up from my desk. Richie stared at me confused.

I stood to the side of the desk Richie was sitting in, he turned to face me.

"What are you doing Eddie?" he asked, he sounded and looked nervous.

I just walked right up to him, "stand up," I said softly and motioned for him to stand.

He obliged with the same confused look. He was towering over me now.

I was staring up into his face and he was looking down into mine. His curly hair was falling into his eyes slightly, it was quite admirable.

"If I help you will you be my friend again?" I asked softly.

"Wha-help me with what? You're not making any sense Eds." Richie was even more confused but help my gaze. He looked more concerned now. I didn't even flinch at his nickname.

"Just," I sighed, "say we can be friends again." I insisted.

"Of course we can be friends again? What are you even going on about-"

"Then just," I cut him off and placed one of his hands on my waist and the other on my cheek, "pretend I'm a girl."

Then I went up onto my toes and kissed him softly on the lips.

Just a second had gone by before I pulled away. Richie's eyes were open wide, but his hands remained on my waist and cheek.

I licked my lips, no strawberry artificial flavoring. No obnoxious flower smell making my head hurt.

"I guess kissing actually is nice," I said shrugging, "Mary Ann just sucks at it."

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