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chapter nineteen

Trigger Warning ⚠️ Mentions of r*pe.
Please do not read if this triggers you in any sort of way.

I took the pocket knife from Henry and slipped it into my backpack. "Oh, and Eddie," I looked up at Henry to see what he had to say, fuck I regret this already. "This is my cousin Conner he's staying in Derry for a month or so." He looked so familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. I thought for ages until he smiled at me. It was a sickening smile, it made me nauseous. It was a devilish and evil.

⚠️ Conner the boy I met on vacation in New York. We really hit it off and he asked to go out. I was interested in him so I said yes. I spent hours getting ready that night just for a stupid boy. We met up at Central Park. We planned to go get Slushee's from 7/11 and hang out around the park. And that's exactly what we did I was enjoying myself until we were walking home. His house was kind of close to my motel I planned to drop him off but then he invited me inside and at the time, it was an offer I couldn't refuse. We went to his room and he asked if we were going to do 'it' I said no, I wasn't ready. He didn't listen and he forced himself into me and it's all a blur from there. ⚠️

I remembered that Conner existed but I must've blocked that part of the vacation from my memory. Oh god I just want to go back to the losers. It all adds up now, Conner must be the reason I told him bowers wasn't that bad. I remembered the good and forgot the bad.

"Eddie we're going to go to my house, you can come if you really want but I wouldn't suggest it." Patrick said. I know he didn't like me but I got to get out of hanging out with them so I didn't mind. I simply agreed and went to hidden in the bathroom stall until period 2. I had to tell Richie, I'm not sure how though. My only class with him is first period and I can't see him at lunch cause I'm sure the losers are going to hate me.

Time skip cause I'm lazy asf

I saw Richie waking out of school and kinda followed behind him until no one was around. I ran up to him and stopped in front of him forcing him to stop walking. He stumbled onto me a little bit but my plan worked. I looked up at him his eyes looked tired. I felt terrible, it was a tiny fight. Why would I go and join the fucking bowers gang. "Eddie." He looked at me and his his voice cracked. He sounded awful, my heart shattered at soon as I heard him. I wrapped my arms around him. I didn't care at this point it felt right, and I'm pretty sure we both needed a hug anyways.

"Eddie! What the fuck. You get in one argument and join a gang of people who made our lives hell made us want to fucking die Eddie! I mean, I knew you wouldn't talk to me but Bowers, really? You could've hung out with ANYONE but him, honestly Eddie-" "RICHIE!" I was fed up with him yelling but I also felt awful, "My mom is going to be working for another few hours, please come to my house and let me explain." I looked him in his eyes while saying this hoping it would persuade him more, it must've worked though. "Okay."

We walked in silence for the next five minutes until we arrived at my house where Richie and I were greeted with a empty driveway, as I presumed. Him and I walked to the doorstep where I searched for the spare house key under the rocks until I found it. "Y'know Eds, you that's not a great spot to hide your key, pretty basic if I must say." I looked at him with slightly grinning at the old nickname. I will never ever say this to him but I love the nickname Ed's. We walked up to my room as soon as we got inside he sat on my bed even before I did. So Eddie, I am desperate for an explanation of why you're friends with Bowers and how you are." I breathed in deeply and sighed. "First of all, I'm not friends with them and I never will be, I promise you that Chee. I'm also never going to hang out with them again, that is if the losers don't hate me?" "We could never hate you Spaghetti." I playfully rolled my eyes at him. "Anyways," I continued "Do you remember when I told you that Bowers wasn't that bad?" He nodded signalling me to continue. "I know his cousin Conner." "I was on vacation in New York when I met him he asked me out and I said yes because, well he seemed nice. We went on our date and had a good time excreta. But then afterwards ⚠️ he took me to his house and he- h- he r*ped me, Richie, he r*ped me!" ⚠️ I couldn't continue I was losing breath and in tears. I was choking on my sobs but before I knew it Richie pulled in in his arms now cradling me. His word were soothing as I was now being held and rocked by Richie Tozier, the boy I just now realised I was in love with.

I looked up at him my face red, puffy and wet from the tears. I had to do it though, my chance was now it would be stupid if I didn't do it really. I grabbed hold of Richie's cheeks and pulled him in for a kiss. Our lips connected, he didn't kiss back I was so close to pulling away before he started kissing back and it went like that for a few minutes until we both pulled away. We started into eachothers eyes. He leaned in and pecked me on the lips, my face was still red but it was out of something other than hurt.

How the fuck am I gonna leave Bowers (the fucking asshole homophobes) then go around be all cute with Richie? Shit, I'm dead.