Depois da coisa ser "derrotada" todos se sentiram mais aliviados e com as emoções estabilizadas, exceto Eddie Kaspbrak um garoto com problemas com sua mãe superprotetora , ele sentia algo que nunca havia sentido antes e que também não fazia ideia do que era, apenas que estava ligado a Richie Tozier seu melhor amigo.

Richie- Mamãe? Maggie- Sim querido? Richie- Eu gosto de meninos. Maggie- Oh tudo bem, você quer chocolate também? Richie- Ahn...uhum. Eu quero. ... Eddie- Mamãe? Sônia- Sim ursinho? Eddie- Eu gosto de garotos. Sônia- Esta tudo bem meu amor, a mamãe te ama. Eddie- Eu gosto do Richie. Sônia- Não. Todos, menos ele.

{cover art by bluespacio on instagram and edited by me} apologies for the slow updates, please be patient! *content warnings- physical abuse, emotional abuse, swearing, manipulation, blood please be wary while reading! ___ Travis Phelps. The biggest douchebag at Sal Fisher's high school. Even just hearing his name makes Sal's blood boil. Travis never misses a chance to beat Sal senseless or say horrible things to him and his group of friends. But what if there's something hiding underneath that rough exterior? Something...soft? Something kind and loving? Maybe Sal was wrong about Travis in the first place. Maybe Travis is hiding something in his heart he can't explain. Maybe if he could tell him... ___ #1 in salxtravis #1 in travisphelps #1 in salvis thank you!!^^ ___ {Sal and Travis, along with all other characters in this story, belong to Steve Gabry's (portablemoose) game Sally Face. I do not own the characters.}