~•~•~Scars~•~•~ [STENBROUGH]

[8]

[10:45am]

Stan stumbled along behind Bill. Bill pulled him under the large oak tree. He knelled down and pulled Stan with him. "Breathe Stan. In and Out. In and out." Bill demanded, holding Stan's cheeks tenderly. Stan's eyes flooded with tears. "It.. it hurts Bill.. it hurts." He cried, his chest flared with pain. "I know, I know just breathe okay? I'm here. I'm right here." Bill cooed, his stutter seemed to fade away when Stan had panic attacks.

Stan clutched onto Bill's suit and he sobbed. "I-I didn't believe it. That she was gone. But when I yelled at Richie it was like a wave of reality crashed over me and I can't resurface." He cried, more tears flooding over his face. His breathing quickened, and Bill moved closer. "Hey I know. I know but it's okay. I'm right here you're okay." Bill whispered, wiping away Stan's tears. Stan looked up and noticed how close their faces were.

Their noses were barely a centimeter apart, and if either of them moved their lips would be too. A moment. Just for a moment, Stan dreamed that he would be the one to move, but he knew he couldn't. Bill dreamed it too. Their eyes seemed to stay locked in that stare. Stan was slightly below Bill, and even just for a moment he wanted to lean up and kiss him, but he was being held back.

But as Stan stared he noticed the snowflakes falling into Bill's hair, and he noticed the red that was blotched on Bill's nose and cheeks. He couldn't resist, and he knew it.

So he didn't.

Stan tilted his head and pushed himself up. Bill saw it coming and closed his eyes, bracing himself. Stan opened his eyes, and he was under the waves again. He tried thrashing but he couldn't. He was numb. Then a warmth spread around him and a hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him up. Stan gasped for breath as soon as he broke to the air, and he was holding onto Bill.

Stan pulled away and his eyes fluttered open. Bill opened his eyes too and their eyes met once again. It was silent for a while, then Stan smiled, which made Bill smile. Bill leaned in again, and Stan gently placed his hand on Bill's cheek. They broke apart. "You have no idea how long I've waited for that." Stan murmured. "Same here Stanny." Bill grinned, then kissed him again.

[11:05am]

Stan and Bill walked back to the group, their hands brushing together. Stan saw Beverly and Patty chatting, while Eddie, Mike, and Ben were conversing. He turned his head and saw Richie and Conner standing by his mom's grave. Stan felt anger pang in his chest, but Bill took his hand. He looked down towards Bill and smiled sadly. "Hey guys." Stan said, walking up to Patty and Beverly. "Hey Stanny.. how ya doing?" Patty asked, turning towards him. "I'm.. okay." Stan sighed. "That's good." She grinned, then her expression fell when she saw what was happening behind him.

Stan raised and eyebrow at her, then Patty turned him around. "Oh shit." Stan mumbled, then walked towards Richie. "Fuck you Eddie! I'm just trying to live my life! I don't need you getting in the way of my relationship!" Richie yelled, shoving Eddie backwards. The group sprinted towards the fight. "Fuck you Richie! I thought we were the relationship! You kissed me and said you wouldn't hurt me and then you did! You did and now I don't know what to fucking do with myself!" Eddie shrieked, shoving Richie back. "Well it's not my fault I found someone better!" Richie yelled, shoving him harder and making Eddie slam onto the ground. "Oh my god!" Patty cried.

Stan lunged forwards and helped Eddie up. Eddie grimaced and brushed himself off. "Get the fuck out of here Richie. All you care about is yourself and we don't need you here!" Stan demanded. "Whatever Stan. You don't need to be all rude just because you and Bill finally decided to get together. I'm only here because my mom made me. I didn't want to come here and respect your dead whore of a mother." Richie rolled his eyes. Bill's mouth gaped and everyone gasped, including Conner. Stan lunged forwards and punched Richie square in the face. Richie's head flew back and he stumbled backwards. Conner rushed forwards and helped Richie stand.

Richie held his nose as blood splurged down his face. Richie lunged forwards and tried punching back but Stan dodged it. Stan stood up and shoved Richie against a tree. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Stan yelled, slamming Richie against the tree again. "Get the fuck off of me Stanley. Don't get all mad at me because Bill doesn't love you back" Richie hissed, shoving Stan off of him and wiping the blood off of his lip. Richie lunged forwards and punched Stan back, in the nose. Stan groaned, then hit Richie in the face again, bruising his eye. He hit again, causing blood to pour out of his other nostril. Bill ran forwards and stood in the middle of the two boys. "stuh-stop!" he yelled, pushing them apart. Stan stopped mid punch, but Richie didn't hold back. He shoved Bill out of the way and lunged towards Stan.

Stan's eyes filled with hatred and grabbed Richie's fist. He threw him to the ground and punched him in the face again. "You bitch! You don't deserve to have any of us!" Stan screamed, hitting him again as he spoke. Richie spit out blood and groaned. "Fuck you. Fuck you and all of your terrible friends." Richie hissed, blood was trickling out of his mouth. Stan raised his fist up again but he was pulled back by Zach. "Stan calm down." Zach said, setting Stan on the ground and holding his shoulder. "He called my mother a whore!" Stan cried, tears filling his eyes. Zach grimaced and glanced at Bill. He nodded and Bill walked forwards and took Stan's hand. Zach grabbed Richie and pulled him to his parents.

Stan was dragged away by Bill. The rest of the losers went to Eddie. Stan's nose was bleeding and Bill gently wiped the blood away with his sleeve. Stan was crying, and snow was falling into his messy curls. "Stan don't listen to him." Bill said, holding Stan's face in his hands. "H-how could he s-say something like that." he sobbed, tears were falling from his eyes at a fast rate. "I don't know Stanny.. I don't know.." Bill said softly, reaching up and pulling Stan into a hug. "is it true?" Stan whispered, his head digging into Bill's shoulder deeper.

"Is w-what true St-Stan?" Bill asked softly, running his hand through Stan's curls. "That you don't love me?" he whispered, fear and shame was mixing in his blood. "Stan h-how could you e-even begin t-to th-think that." Bill asked, pulling out of the hug and holding Stan's face. "I-I don't know.. he got to me.." Stan whimpered. Bill parted his lips and wiped away the tears that were slowly leaking down Stan's cheeks.

"I do love you Stan. I kinda thought that was obvious." Bill grinned, his cheeks flushing. Stan's eyes watered and he choked out a sob. "C'mon w-why don't w-w-we go back to my h-house. You l-look like y-you could u-use a nap." Bill said softly, wiping away the dried blood on his lip. Stan nodded and followed Bill away from the graveyard.

lol hi! it's been a wild ride eh?
i didn't want to rush their relationship sooo here you go!
it's finally happened, and they are the best ever am i right?
also idk why i made richie such a bitch i just decided i would.
the next chapter should be out in about a week so yeah!

feel free to ask questions or something idk lol