You're my Inhaler || Eddie K. x Reader ||

04

June 1989

Your Point of View
The Losers
The Barrens
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"That's poison ivy. And that's poison ivy. And that's poison ivy." Stanley says. I think he's a little too anxious.

"Where? Where's the poison ivy?" Eddie asks. Great, Stan got Eddie all worked up—not that he wasn't already.

"Nowhere. Not every fucking plant is poison ivy, Stan." I reply. I just said what everyone else was thinking.

"Okay, well—I'm starting to get itchy now. And I'm pretty sure this is not good for my—" Eddie says as Bill and Richie go into the sewer pipe.

"Do you use the same bathroom as your mother?" Richie asks, interrupting Eddie's little rant.

"...Sometimes, yeah."

"Then you probably have crabs."

"That's so not funny."

"Shut up you two." I say, annoyed by their constant arguing.

"Jeez—okay. But, aren't you guys gonna come in?" Richie says, turning around and looking at Stan, Eddie, and I.

"Uh-uh. It's greywater." Eddie says, shaking his head.

"What the hell is greywater?" Richie asks, internally judging Eddie.

I know exactly what Eddie is gonna say, "It's basically piss and shit," I reply, interrupting Eddie before he even speaks.

"Yeah—so I'm just telling you, you guys are splashing around in millions of gallons of Derry pee." My face scrunches up in disgust. "So—are you serious? What are you—"

Richie dips the stick he had into the water and smelled it. In an attempted Spanish accent, Richie says, "Doesn't smell like caca to me, senor." I roll my eyes.

"Okay—I can smell that from here."

"Here we go again." I mumble, directed to nobody at all.

"It's probably just your breath wafting back into your face." Richie says, motioning it as well.

Eddie scoffs and brings his hand up to the side of his face and says, "Have you ever heard of a staph infection?"

"Oh—I'll show you a staff infection." Richie replies, as I roll my eyes.

"This is so unsanitary. You're literally—this is literally like swimming inside of a toilet bowl right now." I see Stan roll his eyes and I mouth, 'right?' to him.
"Have you ever heard of listeria?" I notice Richie now has a trash bag on the stick he had before throwing it toward Eddie, but roots/sticks covering the front of the edge, stopped it from getting any closer to Eddie. Eddie screamed. "A-Are you retarded?"

I ignored the love birds and looked toward to back of the tunnel to see Bill turned away from us with something in his hands. "Whatcha got there Billy?" I asked, Bill turned around almost instantly. The others look toward Bill.

Bill was holding a shoe in one hand and a flashlight in the other that's pointed at the shoe. "Shit. Don't tell me that's..." Stan says, shakily.

"No. G-Georgie wore galoshes." Bill says, Richie came closer to look at the shoe as well.

"Whose sneaker is it?" I ask.

They inspect the sneaker further and Richie says, "It's Betty Ripsom's." My eyes go wide and a concerned look develops on my face.

"Oh..shit," Eddie and I say at the same time.

"Oh, god. Oh, fuck!" Eddie is freaking out. "I don't l—" I turn, grab Eddie's arms and look him in the eyes.