{eddie kaspbrak ff}
Allison Cox was a rich popular girl with a love of hockey and her life was average until her friends cut her off. Starting her summer in the worst way possible, things start brightening up when she meets a group of unlikely frien...
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Time passed and the Losers' Club still hadn't got back together, in fact, I hardly saw any of them now that we weren't spending all of our time together. I knew that Mike was spending more time working with his grandfather and that Stanley was giving his big Bar Mitzvah speech soon but I had no idea when that was actually happening. Richie was spending every second in the arcade, Bill was focused on finding Georgie, Ben had given up on his research and Bev was finding any excuse to not stay at home with her father. The only person that I hadn't heard about was Eddie, I guessed that his mom was keeping him locked in the house until his arm got better but I wondered how he was doing. How his arm was and if he actually did break it because none of us saw the incident happen, we just saw what he was like afterwards.
When walking through town, I was expecting to see a bunch of kids messing around in the alley, I was expecting to see a woman tugging at a cigarette between her lips as she argued with her boyfriend and I was expecting to see a homeless guy begging on the corner where the coffee shop stood. But what I wasn't expecting was to see was a familiar boy sat on one of the benches away from the crowds of shoppers, he was hunched over and his body shook as if he was crying. I didn't know what had happened but despite everything that had happened over the past month, I couldn't just leave him there, it felt wrong to let him cry on his own.
"Eddie?" I called quietly, watching him go rigid when hearing his name and I stepped closer, wondering if I was overstepping my boundaries. "Is everything okay?"
He wiped his eyes with his hand and turned towards me, plastering a fake smile but it didn't fool me. "Oh, hey, Ally. Yeah, everything's fine, everything's great..."
"Don't lie to me, I know you too well, to know that you're lying." I stopped his mumbling and sat next to him on the bench, keeping my distance because I didn't know how close we should sit together. "Now, will you tell me the truth and tell me what's really wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's stupid, I shouldn't even be upset about it-"
"But you are, so please tell me." I interrupted him, looking into his eyes as I pleaded to know what was wrong, I was hoping that I could do something to help even though I didn't know what I could do. "Is it something to do with it? Did you see the leper again?"
He shook his head. "No! No, it's nothing to do with that, it really doesn't matter..."
"It matters to me, and it obviously isn't nothing if you're this upset about it. Please, I know we're not really friends right now but you can still trust me."
Begrudgingly he showed me his arm which was covered in a white cast, he must have broken it and all this time we thought he was overreacting, here he was with a broken arm. What I soon found out, was that he wasn't upset about his broken arm as he had gotten over that problem, what had upset him was what someone had written on the side of his cast. In bold black marker pen was the word 'LOSER' in capital letters; no matter how hard you tried it was very obvious and would be the first thing that people notice when seeing his cast. I didn't know how he was feeling but knew that this wasn't good, I certainly wouldn't want this reminder on my arm for weeks. He was watching my reaction nervously, as if I would agree with it but I would never do that.
