Mrs Kaspbrak
She had been watching the television all night, she barely slept as she thought she had successfully ignored the behaviour of her son. She pretended to sob into the tissues heavily and wail. She knew that her tears and her disappointment in her son was always going to lead to him complying with her, as soon as she withdrew her love from him he was her perfect angel. Little did she know that Eddie was gone and that he was not around to listen to her false crying and see her crocodile tears.
She knew she had a problem, that much was sure and she was convinced that it was Eddies fault that she was unable to get help for her issues as she was too busy trying to convince Eddie that he was ill. Her theory was that as soon as Eddie believed that he was healthy, he would leave her and she would be alone. It was eight in the morning, she was planning to let her son out and take him out for a nice breakfast and to get a cast on his arm, on the provision that he will not see his friends again.
"Eddie, I'm sorry but you made me punish you again. Eddie? Are you there?" She unlocked his bedroom door, Eddie was gone. He had ran away from home, although she couldn't understand how he could have survived a fall from a two storey building, his bones were so fragile.
Most likely gone to the house of that loud mouthed brat, Richie.
Mrs Kaspbrak looked through the contents of Eddies school book, where she located the address of his friend, Richie.
Without any further ado, she got into the car and was ready to go off at the bespectacled boy for taking away her precious angel.
Eddie
Eddie lay sobbing in the shallow waters of the freezing sewers, he had been there for ages now and without food for at least twelve hours and being freezing he wondered if he was going to make it and why he was still clown monster had stayed with him and made fun of him for what seemed like hours, until Eddie begun to shut down which led to the creature losing interest in him. The clown seemed to be gone for all he could tell, yet Eddie could only feel the tightness in his chest, he felt himself wheezing, the smell of the sewer water made him feel ill. His arm hurt, there were dark bruises on his arm where it was broken, it hurt and he sobbed as he cradled it in his good arm. His arm needed attention, if there were tears in his kin there he could get an infection.
He questioned how long he would survive with no medication, was this the clowns plan for him? To weaken him to the point of exhaustion and eat him when he had nothing left? His watch had beeped twice in the last two hours or so, reminding him to take his medication which was at home. Eddie felt confused that the withdrawal from his medication didn't seem to be impacting on him, perhaps it was too early to tell?
"Eddie!" Came Richie's voice from the tunnels, Eddie perked right up.
"Richie! I'm here. I'm ok. My arm is about to fall off and I will probably die if I don't get home soon but oh my god. You're here!'' Eddie couldn't hide his happy tears as his friend skipped over to him and hugged him. "Get me out of here, please Richie."
"Give me a kiss first, cry baby.'' Richie spoke, he said this with a smile but Eddie felt dread now. Though Richie enjoyed teasing Eddie and roasts and jokes were a part of their relationship, Richie would never call Eddie a 'cry baby' as such an insult was a limit to Eddie.
"Richie?" Eddie spoke, taking a step back from his friend. There was a hungry look in Richie's eyes now, a cruel look that looked out of place on Richie's face. "You're not Richie." Eds tried to run in the same direction as 'Richie' had appeared from but being injured and weakened he didn't get too far before the clown pushed him into the water again. Eddie screamed as his broken arm was knocked.
The clown was holding his broken arm now, looking at Eddie intently. The clown was planting big soppy kisses over the bruising on his arm as Eddie sobbed, trying to push the clowns face away with his good arm. "No… Don't please… " Eddie begged, watching in horror as the clown started to playfully nibble on Eddies broken arm, his teeth grinding the swollen muscles and purple bruising, Eddie could only cry and whimper. The fangs appeared then and in spite of himself Eddie found himself screaming for mercy. "NOOOO! PLEEEEEEAAAAASE DON'T!''
The clown laughed and got up, "Oh, Eds. You know I would never hurt you." The clown said in Richie's voice before kicking sewer water all over Eddie, leaving the boy crying harder.
Richie
Richie was sitting on the porch of his parents house eating breakfast, trying to remember exactly what had happened last night. Had the clown really laughed at him on the over end of what was meant to be Eddies phone? He remembered having a dream about Eddie being taken by the clown monster, he was planning on heading to Eddies again as soon as he finished his breakfast, and hopefully getting past his mother.
To his surprise Mrs Kaspbrak got out of the car and stormed right up to Richie, an inch from his face.
"Where is my son? You little freak!? I know my little boy is in there somewhere and you will not take him from me."
'Your breath smells like shit and you look like a walking chlamydia infection that has been forced into pink spandex' Richie wanted to say but instead he said "I haven't seen Eddie anywhere, I was actually going to visit him today to apologize. By all means, look inside if you want.''
''Stay away from my son you little loud mouthed brat!" She screeched at him before heading into his house. "EDDDDDDDIIIIIIIIEEEEEE! YOU'RE IN BIG TROUBLE YOUNG MAN! YOU ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE! I AM GOING TO SEND YOU TO THE LOONY BIN AFTER THIS!" She screeched again.
Richie put his bowl aside and headed for his bike, eyeing off a route that he knew would be difficult to be followed by car and as soon as he felt safe enough, he couldn't resist saying it. "Geesh, Mrs Kaspbrak, maybe there is a reason your son has ran away from home. You're crazier than an over-sized chihuahua on crack."
Richie savored the open mouthed expression of horror that Mrs Kaspbrak gave him as her face turned red and a vein in her neck looked close to popping.
Richie peddled as if his life depended on it, because he knew that Eddie was definitely missing now. He had to go to Beverly's first, then to Ben's, then to Mike's, then to Stan's and then, god help him, to Bill's. Eddie was missing, and he knew that the stupid clown had him.
Eddie
Eddie remembered when he turned eight, that he wanted a pet puppy for his birthday. His mother told him that he would most likely get crushed if the dog got too rough and that the dog would be carrying enough fleas to make him sick. She told him that he would never be able to have a pet because that would mean that she didn't love him.
Eddie remembered the time he turned ten, he wanted to go on a school excursion with his classmates in a field trip. His mother had pretended to sign the form, only to throw it out when he was not looking because she told him that he is not allowed to leave Derry.
Eddie remembered the time he was twelve, he received anonymous flowers from someone on Valentines Day. Those flowers meant the world to him at the time as he didn't expect anything on that day, when his mother saw them she screeched at him, warning him of "all of the whores in Derry" and "a kiss from a girl would mean he was dead." When he had asked her if it was ok to kiss a boy she had locked him in his room, for hours.
Eddie was feeling somewhat composed now, his breathing had returned to normal. The sewers still stunk, he was starving and his arm was still bruised and painful but aside from that he actually felt better, in fact. He felt a healthiness and a vitality that he had never felt before, which was strange considering his circumstance.
"Am I dead? Has the clown eaten me? Am I floating?" Eddie asked himself out loud, if this was death, it wasn't too bad.
"Pssst, Girly boy. You still having fun with me? "
"Shut up, bozo." Eddie replied under his breath, he was getting real sick of the clowns shit.
"No more tears? " The clown enquired, literally breathing down Eddies neck. "Well, if I am no longer entertaining you, my little cry baby I am going to have to try harder..."