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94. never get to heaven on a night like this

by: failbender

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It's crazy to think just how much Eddie has Henry Bowers to thank for.

Firstly, Henry's sick violence is what led Ben and Beverly joining their little group of losers, the former running straight into them by chance, and the latter helping them steal the supplies they needed to patch him up.

Second, being a gigantic fucking racist had Henry and his goons close to killing Mike before Eddie and his friends served up some justice in the form of an apocalyptic rock fight.

Third, Henry broke Eddie's arm chasing him downtown that same crazy summer, which led to it being in a cast, which led to Greta Keene not only mocking him for only having six measly signatures but informing him, rather gracelessly, that all of his medication were placebos. Bull shit. Even his inhaler was only filled with water and camphor, for a "medicine-y scent".

And that revelation led to Eddie confronting his mother about everything; exactly what was his sickness, mom, and did he ever really have asthma? Just what exactly was he actually allergic to? Was he really? Was he truly as fragile as she always said? Or was all of this nonsense only fed to him to strip him of his independence and keep him under her control? Because that would be pretty royally fucked up, mom.

So, Eddie got to join P.E. that coming school year, after his mother had forcefully removed him from what would normally have been a required class, because of his "condition". Eddie was finally able to buy an iPhone, because despite his mother's wild insistence he knew that they did not actually cause cancer and that the government probably had better things to do than spy on a thirteen-year-old kid. He started to ignore a lot of the things his mother had told him were dangerous before, opting to find out for himself what would help him, what would hurt.

Most importantly, Eddie joined track with Ben. It was rough for the both of them at first, being almost entirely unused to the rigorous training and running for any reason not involving Henry Bowers with a knife. But Ben slimmed out; still heavy, but with muscle, and his times were never too far behind Eddie's, who began to soar when finally let loose. All the pent-up energy he had stored in his body for the majority of his life could finally be spent, without him worried about his allergies or asthma getting in the way of his progress.

So really, Eddie had to thank Henry Bowers' psychotic nature for quite a lot of great things that wound up happening because of it. Maybe he ought to send a Thank You card to the prison Henry is wasting away in after killing his dad.

But that was seven years ago.

By now, Eddie's successes are brought about from his own hard work. Eddie is the one who received an athletic grant to Boston University. Eddie is an honor student who passes all of his classes with flying colors. Eddie maintains his record times and good rapport with the rest of his classmates, his equals on the track field.

And now, Eddie is going to finally seduce his best friend and roommate, Richie Tozier.

"Oh my god, don't put it like that," Eddie pleads to Beverly's bright face over the FaceTime connection. She laughs, because she's a terrible person.

"But that's essentially what you want to do, right? Seduce him?"

"Are you insane?" Eddie tries again, whipping his head around to look out his open bedroom door. There is no reason to, of course; he has the apartment to himself. A rare thing, sure, sharing the off-campus student housing with three other idiot twenty-year-old boys, but Eddie knows he is home alone. He can't help but worry all the same. "Call this literally anything else, please."