𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎. - Reddie AU

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It was a quiet Thursday morning, about six am, Maggie had just woken up. She groaned rolling out of the bed. "Went, wake up Richie...I'll get Juniper." Wentworth groaned rubbing his head on his pillow. "But..." Maggie laughed slapping her husbands back. "Up! Now!" 

He let out a laugh rolling over. "Fine." Maggie got up in her old pyjamas, not even bothering to do her hair, she strolled into her young daughters' room picking her up. "Morning, time for school."

Juniper shook her head mumbling something along the lines of "I'm tired", she rolled her eyes rubbing the young girls back trying to grab some clothes out with one hand. "I know, maybe if you didn't stay up so late.-" "Babe! Richie isn't in his room?!"

Maggie sighed continuing on as Wentworth sprinted into the room. "He's probably at Beverlys, Stans or Eddies. Call up.-" "He left a note!" Maggie stammered putting Juniper down. "Why would he leave a note?.."

Mum and dad.

So yeah, if you're reading this I actually went through with it. I'm gone. I finally left this shithole town. Don't come and look for me, please. I'm much happier gone.

Remember Jorge and Lucas? That gay couple at my high school? I tend to think about them a lot, and how happy they looked when they were with each other. And how loving they would talk about them.

I remember I talked to Lucas the day before it happened, I asked him how his relationship was with Jorge and how did his parents react and if henry had gotten worst. Sadly all but his relationship had bad answers, Jorge was the only thing that actually made him happy in this town. God not even his parents accepted him.

And then, well you know what happened. Henry cornered them and beat them until they were DEAD. DEAD. And he's still out there? Free? Because his dads a cop? I don't want to end up like them. I don't want to die. 

Before anyone tells you, yes. I'm gay. I'm really fucking gay. And before you say "Richard Tozier! Language!" Please don't think less of me. 

I love you, mum.

I love you, dad.

Fuck I even love the snot rag, I mean Juniper.

But I don't want to die.

I'll contact you when I'm eighteen, until then. Just know I'm living a better life and that I'm not alone.

-Love, trashmouth.

Across town, another discovery was happening, but a lot more...dramatic. "Find my Eddie bear! That filthy Tozier boy must have infected him!" Sherif Bowers sighed re-reading the note. "It just seems like there two fairys that ran off together...they'll be back in about a week."

Sonia shook her head frantically whipping her eyes. "My baby has asthma! He'll die! He doesn't have his meds! How will he survive without mummy's help?!" Sherif Bowers dropped his head as his walky-talky went off.

"Runaway at (**) Street, Richard Tozier. 6'2", skinny, Black hair, caucasian."

Bowers sighed gripping the side of his uniform. "Runaway at (**) street, Edward Kaspbrak. 5'2" chubbier, brunette, caucasian possibly mixed due to being on the tanner side.", eyeing off a photo on the wall. Sonia corrected. "5'2" and a half." Putting on a fake sniffle. 

Bowers nodded. "We'll send out an alert...does he have any friends?" Sonia nodded quickly. "Uh! Bill Denbrough! Stan Uris, Richard Tozier, Beverly Marsh and...Mike Hanlon." Bowers nodded quickly. "We'll interview them."

The clock slowly struck nine the students of Derry high started pilling out of there first class with the cue of the bell.

"Beverly Marsh. Bill Denbrough. Ben Hanscom. Connor Bowers. Stan Uris. Mike Hanlon. Principles office now." 

Beverly fake coughed sitting in the waiting room. "We don't know anything. Ok?" Everyone nodded sitting in silence. "Come in, now." A police officer said as the group stood following into the principles office. 

"As I'm sure some of you know, Richard Tozier and Edward Kaspbrak have ran away...do you know why and how?..and do you have information on them? Like where they could be going?" Sherif Bowers questioned, Beverly, shook her head quickly. "No, of course not. They ran away?" 

Sherif Bowers nodded eyeing off his nephew who was sitting there sweating bullets. "Are you sure? Do you know any reason why they'd run away?" He slowly walked closer to the blond boy, Stan shook his head. "Probably cause of your psychotic son going around murdering gay people...but you know, no idea." 

Mike nodded. "But, no. No idea where they'd go." Bowers nodded. "Call if you hear from them." 

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A/N: HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!