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                                  Richies POV
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~     I stayed close to Eds. I hugged onto him as if he were the last thing I'd ever touch. "YOU FUCKING DICK!" Stan yells, throwing his hands up at Connor Bowers.
"YOU BROKE RICHIE!" He continued as he pointed at the sobbing mess I am. "All I did was play with the faggots feelings. It's not my fault I'm lovable and he's fucking thirsty as hell." Connor retaliated.

  I hugged onto Eddie more. Eds sighed as he played with my hair. "It's okay, chee. He didn't deserve you.."  I sat up sniffling. "B-b-b-ut h-e sa-id he l-l-loved me.." I managed to choke out. I continued to sob as Bev stepped in. "How about we take him...somewhere quiet?" Bev asked Eds calmly. I felt Eds nod as he tapped me on the shoulder lightly. "Rich? We're gonna go to the quarry." He said softly in my ear. "B-b-b-bu...but it..but I.." I stuttered.

"It's gonna be okay. I promise." He smiled as he led me off of his lap.

Eds and I are really close. Ever since the whole 'Pennywise' fiasco we've all been really close. Oh..and by 'we' I mean the losers! They're my friends. We're always gonna be together.

It's just..when I'm with Eds it's not like I'm hanging out with just a friend. He feels like something more. He's been more caring towards me ever since the summer ended. He hugs me when I'm sad and when I want to break down or scream he listens to me.. he's like the outlet I never knew I needed.

Eddies POV
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To be honest, I never liked Connor. I knew he would hurt Richie. I even TOLD Richie that but..he didn't listen. Now I have to help him.

Flashback
(Eddies POV)
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I don't understand why he can't just LISTEN TO ME for once! Connor is the most inconsiderate piece of shit known to mankind. Well, other than Donald Trump..but that's besides the point.

"HE'S CONNOR BOWERS. NOTE, BOWERS." I shout. "SO?!" He exclaims.

Why's he have to be so difficult? Why can't he just..feel the same way I do? Why's this my life?

I hesitate for a moment. "So he would never love you."I finally utter.

I can see the tears building up in his eyes. Nice going, Eddie. You've made him cry. Now he's gonna hate you..

"...Chi?" I call faintly as I hear him already sniffling. He plops down and starts cuddling Stan who's sitting and watching this all. "Shh.." he says into Richies ear, rubbing his back. "I'm sorry but Eddie's right, Rich.." He replies, starring back at me.

"...fuck you." Richie sniffles. He then stands up and storms out of the room.

"Fuck..." I curse under my breath. I look at Stan who's just as flustered as I am. "Give him time, Ed." He responds. "How long do you think they're gonna last?" I quickly ask. "A few months at the most." Stan sighs.

Now i have to wait a few months. Shit.

"I hate seeing him get hurt like this.." I say softly. "He's gotta learn somehow. You can't protect him from everything..you're not his mom. You're his friend." Stan urges. I nod, hug stan as he puts his head on my shoulder.

"You know we're gonna have to comfort him after all this shit happens right?" Stan finally speaks up. I look down. "Yup."