The Aftermath (Reddie)

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Richie's POV

I ran up to my room immediately. My mom didn't even try to stop me.

My door slam shut and I crawled onto my bed, hugged my knees, and bawled.

I had just fucking got him. We had finally started something that resembled a relationship.

We were happy.

But his mom had to go and fucking ruin it all.

I buried my head in my knees and just tried to focus on my breathing. I was just trying to think of anything but him.

Then there was a knock on my door.

"Leave me alone!" I choked out.

"I have," my mom's voice was sympathetic, "You've been up here for two hours Rich."

Holy shit.

Time flies when you're crying over your best friend/love interest who you had just become vulnerable with then they get ripped out of your arms by their homophobia fat mother.

My mom decided to just come into my room after I didn't answer within her range of patience.

I could hear her sigh as her eyes landed on my. My bed dipped as she sat down and wrapped me into a hug.

My head was still tucked down so I didn't see her.

"I have some bad news, Rich," she said quietly.

"Lay it on me," I huffed. How could this get any worse?

"It's about Eddie..."

I lifted my head up to look at her.

She drew in a deep and shaky breath, and squeezed her eyes shut for a second, whatever she was about to say was going to be bad. I knew it.

"His mom is transferring him to another school-"

The air left my lungs.

"-one far away from here-"

I sob was ready to go at the back of my throat.

"-in New York-"

I tried my best to keep it together.

"-they are leaving tomorrow morning-"

"No no no no no no no no no no no no," I couldn't keep it in anymore. I was completely sobbing. Harder than before.

"I'm so sorry Richie, I know how hard-"

"No!" I yelled and ripped away from her arms, "No!" I jumped to my feet. "You don't know mom! You don't fucking know!" I started clawing at the books and papers that littered my desk and threw them to the ground. "It doesn't matter that I love him! That doesn't fucking matter! He was my best fucking friend!" I threw my lamp and it broke against my bedroom wall.

"He was my best friend! And I went and fucking ruined it and now he's leaving!" I was crying so hard I fell to my knees. "I had to go and kiss him! I had to be so fucking selfish! He would be staying if I was normal!"

My voice got quieter, "I would still get to see him....I would still get to see him if I wasn't gay...I would still get to see him if I wasn't an abomination..."

"You aren't an abomination," My mother assured, "you are brave and so full of love, that's what Eddie likes about you," somehow she had gotten to my side again. But she was just gently rubbing my back, "in no way is it your fault that Eddie's mom is a homophobic bitch, you don't get to carry that guilt."

I sniffed.

Then the phone rang.

"I should probably go get that," my mom sighed, "it's probably your father making excuses about being late again."

Then she left me alone with my thoughts.

I sat on the floor of my room, just numb. I was no longer crying, just thinking.

And planning the world's biggest pity party in my head.

"Richie!" my mom called up all of a sudden.

"The phone's for you!"

I cursed and stood.

Who the fuck would be calling me?

My mom was smiling slightly as she handed the phone over.

"I'll give you some privacy."

"Okay...?"

My mother retreated into the kitchen to do dishes or something.

I held the phone to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Richie!"

"Eddie?"

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Not a very surprising ending but whatevs.

This chapter almost made me cry writing but I'm also real sensitive rn tho lol.

gonna go to bed now tho so sorry pals.