The Aftermath (Reddie)

Bonus Chapter 1

Ha, ya boys really thought I would stop. Bitch never stops the grind. Fuck it Imma never be done with this book.

This is for Bill, sorry boys, it's gonna be emotional as fuck probably.

3rd Person POV

What was left of the losers were all gathered together in a sunny graveyard. All dressed in black.

Beverly and Bill were crying, Mike and Ben were just solemnly looking at the grass.

"Fuck Richie," Bev said through tears, "he really had to go and be a dumbass." She took a moment to take a deep breath and wipe away some of the tears rolling down her mascara stained cheeks, "and I bet he was being a dumbass on purpose, so that he didn't have wait forever to fuck Eddie again."

Mike let out a slight chuckle, but he felt it was inappropriate and blushed.

Bill sighed, "No one else was supposed to die after IT," he felt guilty, "No one else should have died."

Bev shook her head, "we are really crying at Richie's grave?" she looked around at the rest of them, "we should be laughing! That's all Richie ever wanted to do, make us laugh," she smiled fondly.

Bill rolled his eyes, "don't think of him as such a sweet person, he was a dumbass with bad jokes and a high IQ, although I'm not sure how."

The losers laughed, and it continued like that. The four losers left alive just laughing and joking at Richie Tozier's funeral.

Then it was time to go, Bev and Ben were staying in town for the night, but Bill had to leave. So he packed his things and called an Uber.

Bill felt like his world was just spinning out of control, like everyone he cared about was dying. And it was all his fault. He had dragged the rest of them with him when he was so persistent to find his brother. Even though a part of him, deep down, knew Georgie was dead.

Stan had killed him self, and Bill missed him so badly. He hated how Derry had made him forget the love that he had for the bird loving boy. Maybe if he had remembered to call, Stan would still be here. Holding him while they took afternoon naps and dragging him along on nature hikes.

Stan was all Bill could think of the entire ride and flight back to his home. And when he arrived on his doorstep, he noticed a clean white envelope sitting on the doormat.

Bill picked it up carefully, it was addressed to him. He flipped it over, a red robin sticker was holding the envelope shut.

He remembered the robin sticker, he remembered searching ever store in Derry for anything to do with birds. It was Stan's birthday, and he couldn't find anything. But he finally laid eyes on a set of colorful bird stickers, and smiled. This was it, Stan would love it.

Bill smiled at the memory. He walked into his house before opening the letter.

Dear 'love of my life,'

I'm still kinda pissed that you never called me. We had been dating for five fucking years and you left like none of it mattered. DO you know how much I missed your stuttering face? Do you still stutter? I hope so, god it was so cute.

I'm really sorry. I know that I am making such a poor decision but please understand Bill. I had promised you all of those years ago that I would come back...but I just couldn't. When it hit me, when all of the memories came flooding back, I just couldn't deal. I was married to a women, and then all of these thoughts and feelings of affection for you came back. I had felt so sheltered, but then I remembered the clown and the face of that stupid painting that nearly killed me. You know I still have scars? I hope that one day, I will see you again. But not too soon. Live a good fucking life or so help me, I will send some pigeons to crap on your head.

Love,

Stan

Bill was crying again. Stan hadn't changed much from a child to an adult, maturity wise that is. But Bill took comfort in the fact he knew he would see Stan again. And he was okay with waiting, because then he would have an eternity with the boy he had cared for since he was a teen.

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Idk how I feel about this...

Also, yes I am making another reddie book. I'm not exactly sure when the first five chapters will be out. Especially because I'm writing another book at the same time, but I have a pretty good idea and as requested, no one will die....so far according to my plan.

Yeetus the Fetus my dudes