Wrong

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*Eddie's POV*

I skipped up to the front door of my apartment and unlocked it. Ruby grinned from her place splayed out on the couch.

"Hey Spaghetti Head," she gave me a quick wave and sat up. "What's in the box?"

"It's a surprise for Richie!" I smiled widely.

"Hopefully you're able to get him out of bed..." Emily sighed, pushing her round glasses up the bridge of her nose. "Bee and I have been trying to get him out all day, but he hasn't budged.."

I frowned and looked towards our room. "I'll try to get him out, and I'll update everyone if something happens. Thanks for watching him while I was gone."

I hugged the girls and they headed out. I locked the door behind them, grabbed my box, and headed into my bedroom.

"Richie..? You ok?" I sat down on the foot of the bed and rubbed his leg gently. He looked down at my hand and scoffed.

"Can't even fucking feel it," He mumbled. "Everyone knows I was just floating yesterday, I can't fucking swim."

"The doctor said it'll take some time, Rich...you'll be ok, I promise."

"Just like how I promised you I wouldn't let Dan hurt you?! Look where that fucking got us Eds..."

I felt my cheeks burn up with embarrassment. "I-I know, but you couldn't control what he did...you just have to be patient, remember what your physical therapist said."

"Fucking fuckwad shit idiots...have they ever gotten shot, NO...probably not, so why the fuck can they fucking tell me to stay calm..." Richie huffed and crossed his arms.

"Please, you just have to stick with the exercises. You're doing better than you were in the beginning, so something has to be working." I ran my hand through his hair and kissed his forehead softly. "I'll go make you a bowl of soup, you open your gift ok?"

I kissed Richie again and then left the bedroom quickly.

*Richie's POV*

I sighed and rubbed my eyes, not believing Eddie in the slightest. The box in front of me was a plain, brown cardboard box. Holes were poked in the top, and in giant block letters were the words "THIS SIDE UP"

I grabbed the box roughly and a small yip came from inside of it. I froze and picked up the gift slowly, opening it with ease.

A small, tan Pomeranian was wagging its curly, little tail at me and sticking its tongue out. It yipped at me again and hopped out of the box. I smiled and held the dog up to my face, and it proceeded to kiss me over and over again. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh my gosh...aren't you just the cutest!" I grinned and saw a collar around its neck. "Daisy..."

Eddie came back in and leaned against the doorframe. "Do you like her?" He smiled.

"She's adorable...look at these little tiny paws, oh my gosh..." I knew I had stars in my eyes as I pet Daisy's ears gently.

Eddie laughed and sat down next to me. "We've had so much...sadness and dark shit this past year. I thought maybe we could finally have something good in our lives." He ruffled her fur gently.

Daisy licked our hands and layed on her back, showing us her white tummy. I couldn't contain the soft "aww" that came from my mouth.

"I love her...not as much as I love you, but I love her." I smiled and kissed Eddie, holding the back of his neck gently. I felt him practically melt into my hands and I felt at home here.

Fucking finally.

*Stan's POV*

"A-Are you sure about this...?" I frowned, almost gagging.

"Fuck Stan, please?! I'm hungry!" Bev whined. Ben just shrugged and Bill grimaced.

"Fine..." I sighed and passed her the plate of hot dogs, marshmallows and pickles. "Your pregnancy is making you fucking weird."

Bev quickly took a bite of all three and moaned. "That's some good shit," she smiled and patted me on the back. "You're a good man, Stanthony."

I frowned and watched her devour the combo loudly. "You're seriously disgusting..."

"The babies need food!" Bev whined.

"I'm sorry, babies? Plural?" Bill gasped, smiling.

"Mayyyyybe..." Bev grinned and held her stomach gently. "Twins."

I hugged Bev gently and squealed. "Fuck, I'm happy for you Bev! You and Ben obviously can't take care of both of them, so Bill and I will take the other, ok?"

Bill laughed nervously. "No no, I think they can handle two kids."

I huffed and gave a fake frown. "Fiiine you two can keep your baby or whatever."

Ben laughed and kissed Bev on the forehead. "We're really excited! Babies are due in 6 months, wedding's in 3. Everything is finally looking up."

I hate when people say that. It always means that something's gonna get fucked.