𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗼𝘄 \\ 𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗲 (discontinued)

chapter three

tw // homophobia

"I have to go. See you around, Tozier."

Eddie runs as fast as he can out of the park. He passes the cemetery. His father was buried there, six feet underground rotting away like old memories. His father wasn't a good man by any stretch of the means. Not even close. But he loved Eddie genuinely when he was around. He really loved his son. Unlike Sonia and her evil hippo ass.

Eddie stops running once he's a few blocks away from the cemetery. He looks around to see that he's arrived at a cafe. And so the petite teen enters the brick building and goerightfor the corner so he can quietly, without interruption, gaze at the large chalkboard menu.

Chalk; Eddie despises it with all of his heart. The feeling of the grains against his fingers. The sound it made when it was used against a chalkboard or the sidewalk. The way that it could be erased so easily without a single trace, and in so many different ways. Water or cloth or even a hand and it's gone. A masterpiece of the mind is erased and let go into memory, a very scary and untrustworthy place.

So Eddie hates chalk. But at this moment in this old cafe Eddie hates something more.

Well, someone as a matter of fact.

Wentworth Tozier.

He was the man that killed Frank Kaspbrak. The man that ruined Eddie's life by ruining Sonia's. The man that drove Eddie into maturing early which led him to fall into a long lasting depression, met of course with other indescribably traumatizing experiences that will be explored later on in this story.

Of course, the small teen was never completely sure of anything regarding his father, so he didn't exactly have a complete idea that Wentworth was the culprit. However he knows about the man's history. About how he left his wife and young kid in the middle of the night, leaving nothing but a fucking poem and a music box, which was a pretty dainty little present for a fucking murderer.

Eddie becomes frozen with fear as he finds himself staring at Wentworth Tozier. He takes a deep breath and nods to himself. He smiles at the person standing near him and pushes past her. He pushes past everyone until he gets to the door. He doesn't look back as he quickly walks away from the cafe. But this isn't true. He does look back once to find the name of the joint.

BART'S CAFE AND TEA COLISEUM

"Interesting name for a dull brick building filled with shit tea and killers," the Kaspbrak boy murmurs to himself as he continues walking down the street.

Eddie walks until he finds himself in front of his worn one-story house. It's not exactly ugly, but it's certainly not tasteful. Its siding has separated and faded in color over the numerous years of being called home by a very unhappy boy, a very controlling mother, and a very dead  man whose secrets were those of great multitude.

The teen reluctantly opens the door to be greeted by a large woman, his mother, standing ahead of him, arms crossed and scowl brimmed.

"Where the hell were you, Eddie Bear?" Sonia loudly 'whispers' as she wipes off a bit of mud from her son's forehead with some saliva on her finger.

Eddie shyly looks down. He hates being submissive to his mother, but it's the only way he can survive in this familial hell before he can legally leave. He puts on his facade and smiles sadly at his mother.

"I was on a walk, mommy. The sunrise was so lovely this morning so I wanted to see it all the while getting in some exercise," Eddie lies through his teeth with falsely sweet eyes. However, Sonia doesn't seem impressed, so the petite boy takes his claim to a newly constructed level of fake.

"Mommy, the sunrise was almost as pretty as you are!!"

Sonia smiles at her darling son. "Okay Eddie Be-" she stops as she spots the pastel barrettes lined along Eddie's hair. The mother grabs them without warning and throws the dainty accessories across the living room. She turns back to her son who was looking at her with a blank stare, tears dwelling above his eyes, prepared to break free from their cage.

Sonia puts her face right up next to Eddie's as she sprays the following words with abundant amounts of spit and hate.

"You will never wear those again. Not ever, you little fruitcake. Do you understand, my pumpkin delight?"

Eddie sighs and looks his mother in the eyes.

"No, mommy."

Sonia shrieks as she grabs Eddie by the shoulders, but the teen breaks free from her grasp and runs out of the house back to the cemetery as he screams of fear and euphoria all at the same time. He's escaped his mothers grasp, literally and metaphorically, and now he's free at last!!

But that's not what happens. As amazing as it sounds, the teen can't risk it, and he probably never would.

And so Eddie looks his mother in the eyes pensively and says, "Of course, mama."

Sonia shoots him an evil smile that captures her manipulative spirit and abnormal intentions.

"Go to your room, Eddie Bear, and don'tcome out of there until I tell you to. You are grounded after all."

Eddie's freedom has been stripped away from him. All because of a few fucking barrettes.

The petite 16 year old ventures back to his small room and lays down on his bed as he stares up at his popcorn ceiling and lets the waterworks put out of his retnas. He hopes that life will be okay some day. That things will be easier. That maybe Sonia will just kick the bucket or leave Eddie to care for himself.

Little did Eddie know what was coming for him.

Well actually, -who- was coming for him as a matter of fact.