Secrets | Reddie Fanfic

First Kiss

Hi, little disclaimer before this chapter begins! First, I don't think it's too confusing but the whole chapter goes back and forth between Eddie's diary entry (which is the present) and what he is writing about (the past). You'll understand as you read, I separate it between italics (his writing) and normal text (the past). Also, this is the longest chapter so far and probably ever, but I promise you it is worth it! I appreciate everyone who has read this fanfic so far, it means the world to me! Vote for it if you want, but more importantly leave comments! I would beyond love to read your thoughts, suggestions, or anything! Thank you and enjoy, love youuuu:)

August 26. Friday.

My apologies for missing a handful of days, this week has been crazy to say the least. For starters, I smoked for the very first time with Richie Tozier. It was great, and interesting, and just about every single adjective on the planet if I'm being honest. Richie came out to me. Damn. To say I'm "shocked" would be a lie, but it also was sort of surprising. I don't know. It's like something in my heart told me he was, but I didn't really come to terms with it. I feel bad for him. I can only imagine how tough it must be dealing with a father who hates his son for being gay.

Well, that night aside, the rest of my week was good too. On Wednesday, Richie and I ditched French to sit underneath the bleachers and smoke.

WEDNESDAY..

"I can't believe I'm fucking doing this! I've never skipped class before, in my entire life!" I complain to Richie. How did he possibly convince me this was a good idea?

Richie laughs, "Eddie just shut the fuck up for two seconds. Take a seat, enjoy yourself. Let's get our smoke on in the one secluded area that this entire school has to offer."

I didn't want to sit on the dirty ground, but I didn't want to stand either. The second my bottom touches the ground, he has the joint ready. I take a few hits, he does the same, and then we go back and forth until it's all done.

I don't know why, but Richie and I never once mentioned the conversation from the night before. Not in an awkward way, just in an unspoken way I guess. Oh, but at one point he did briefly mention Miles.

"Miles introduced me to this place," Richie explains.

I respond, "Cool."

All I said was "cool" though. I didn't think he wanted to get into that conversation. At one point, Richie laid his head in my lap. I don't know why, but the second he did I felt my heart stop. I think it was just the high, though. While he was down there I closed my eyes. The whole time. Yet, I felt his eyes watching me. The whole time. We talked about the rest of The Losers a lot.

"I hate how Bill and Beverly don't admit that they like each other!" Richie yells. I question, "You think they do?"

His head, which was previously on my lap, shoots up and he explains, "Duh! I forget you're new here sometimes. Okay, so here's the thing. Bill thought Bev was super hot when they first met, and I begged him to get with her but he was too much of a fucking pussy. Years go by, they're just friends. Cassie tells me that Bev always says she doesn't like Bill like that, but I say she's full of it. Which, spoiler alert, she was. So sophomore year comes around and Bill figures, it's time he gets some action. He hooks-up with Cassie in her car, right before they met up with the rest of us at the fucking mall. Next thing you know, they make hooking-up a normality and then they're dating. Bill never really had feelings for her though. I mean he thought she was hot, and he liked her as a person, but anyone with eyes could see the spark wasn't there. The only reason I think Cassie thought he was so special was because he took her virginity, and you know how annoying girls are with that. Then, it was the middle of April and terror struck. Bev showed up to Bill's house, she claims it was to drop off something but I think that's bullshit. So one thing led to another, they fuck, Bill tells Stan, Stan tells Mike, who tells Ben, and no one tells me. They thought I'd tell Cassie since she was my best friend. Then one night, Beverely was spiraling, asked me to drive to her house so we could drink, and she ended up spilling the beans. She even told me she had just given the kid head two hours before I arrived. A few days later, Bill told Cassie the truth and the rest is history."