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Chapter 3: Sneaking around
"I'm home!" Richie exclaimed, walking through the front door with Potsie right behind him.
"Hello Richard. Potsie." Howard never did like Potsie, but after last nights way-past-midnight sneak-out, Howard despised him.
"Hey Mr. C. Hope you're not too sore about last night."
Howard was about to lecture Potsie when Marion whispered to him to keep quiet. Richie and Potsie ran up the stairs to Richie's room. Richie allowed Potsie in first, and softly closed the door behind him.
"Do you mind if I ask you something?" asked Richie, fearing that Potsie would storm out if he got too close
"Shoot."
"Well, I was wondering.. I was wondering what you put in your mailbox this morning."
"It was just a note explaining to them that I don't live with them anymore."
"Oh." Richie was somewhat relieved that Potsie was at least letting them know he wouldn't be there anymore, but also felt a bit sad that Potsie would have to sneak in to find somewhere to sleep for the night.
"And it's no surprise that they haven't called around for me. I knew they wouldn't care one bit."
"I'm sure they care a lot about you Potsie, they probably just don't know what to do now that they're son doesn't live with them." Richie was lying, everyone knew that Potsie's parents wouldn't care at all.
Potsie sighed. He felt more depressed now than ever. He knew his life was worthless and it had to end soon. But he still had some important business to do while he was still in this world: getting Fonzie and Richie together.
"Hey Rich."
"Yeah Potsie?"
"You remember what you said about Fonzie last night?"
"Yeah.. You didn't tell anybody, did you?"
"No, no."
"What about it then?"
"He feels the same."
Richie was shocked. Ecstatic, but shocked. He had no idea what to say.
"You've got it made in the shade." Potsie's heart sunk a bit lower. He was happy for his friend, but it reminded him how much more lucky Richie is than him.
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Potsie waited for Richie to fall asleep before he snuck out Richie's window. He went up to Fonzie's and waited on his doorstep. Potsie knew it would be a while before Fonzie got home, and he probably wouldn't be alone, but Potsie needed to talk to him again.
Potsie figured he must've fallen asleep because he was surprised when Fonzie was shaking him awake.
"Fonzie! Boy am I glad you're here" Potsie yawned
"Of course I'm here. But the question is, why are you?"
"I needed to tell you something."
Fonzie let Potsie into his place and they both sat on the couch.
"Now what was so important you couldn't wait until tomorrow?"
"It's about Richie, he-"
"He didn't sneak out again, did he?"
"No, it's not that. I thought I should tell you that-"
"Tell me what? Spit it out Potsie!" Fonzie was shaking Potsie
"Stop -- Shaking -- Me."
Fonzie let go of Potsie and Potsie fell back a bit. "Tell me already!"
"Alright! He feels the same."
Fonzie's entire face lit up. He was so happy, so surprised, but very happy nonetheless. He couldn't say anything at all.
"I just thought you should know. And-"
"And? And? That 'and' don't sound right."
"He knows."
Fonzie jumped up and pressed his forehead to the wall. "Of course, I mean, it would only make sense for him to know."
"I owed it to him Fonzie, he opened up to me first, I figured he had the first rights."
Fonzie lifted up his head and got an idea. He grinned and started walking out the door.
"Where are you going?" Potsie asked, starting to follow him.
"You wait here, sleep on the couch if you want, it pulls out." Fonzie ordered. He slammed the door behind him and marched down the stairs.
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Richie was woken up by someone that he assumed was Potsie snuggling up to him. "Potsie? What are yo-"
"Ayyyyyyyy." Fonzie didn't like being called Potsie
"Fonzie?" Richie turned around and widened his eyes to see better.
"Shhh, Yeah it's me." said Fonzie, scooching in closer to Richie.
"I-"
"I know," Fonzie interrupted "I feel the same."
Richie snuggled up close to Fonzie and smiled, resting his head on Fonzie's arm. Fonzie sat up a bit, using the head of the bed as support and pulled Richie up with him. He cupped his hand under Richie's chin and pulled up Richie's head closer to his. Richie knew exactly what was about to happen, so he leaned in to kiss Fonzie. They slowly moved their heads closer to each other. When their lips touched it was like magic. Fonzie deepened the kiss and leaned over Richie. Richie put both his arms around Fonzie and pulled him in closer. Richie wrapped his legs around Fonzie's and Fonzie was supporting himself by the palms of his hands so he wouldn't crush Richie. Fonzie pulled Richie over-top of him. Richie felt a little strange making out with Fonzie while he was in his pyjamas, but he didn't mind. Their tongues were exploring every inch of each others mouths. Fonzie started taking off his leather jacket, not stopping for one second he tossed it carefully onto Richie's desk chair. Richie was struggling to undo the buttons on his pyjama shirt so Fonzie slid one finger down his shirt and all the buttons came undone. Richie pulled it off and tossed it carelessly onto the floor. Fonzie's lips moved towards Richie's neck and he started giving Richie a hickey. Richie controlled some of his breathing now. Fonzie pulled off Richie's pyjama bottoms so that Richie was down to just boxers and an undershirt. Richie's hands trembled as he undid Fonzie's jeans. He pulled them down so that Fonzie was down to his boxers and shirt. Fonzie had gone back up to Richie's face and they continued kissing.
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Potsie had pulled out the bed, not to sleep, but to think. He couldn't help but wonder what Richie and Fonzie were up to. Then his thoughts travelled back to that place he didn't want to go: suicide. Potsie knew he had to end it soon, but not tonight, he needed to know Richie and Fonzie did get together. He just needed that one thing, then he could go in peace.
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Richie rested his head on Fonzie's chest. Mildly out of breath he said "I love you."
"I know." and Fonzie kissed him on the head.
Richie accepted that was all he was going to get from Fonzie.
Fonzie got up and put his jeans back on. "Sorry Red, but I have to go. I'm sorry to leave you here, but what's worse: me leaving, or your parents catching us?"
"It's ok Fonz, I understand."
Fonzie grabbed his jacket and put it on. Before exiting through the window, he blew Richie a kiss.
Fonzie quietly went back up to his place and walked in to find Potsie curled up in the fetal position on the corner of his bed. Potsie had a few tears streaming down his face.
"Ayyyyy, what are you doing"
Potsie jolted, he hadn't heard Fonzie come in so it was quite the surprise to him. Wiping his eyes he said "S-sorry Fonz, how did it go?"
"You do realize it is me you're talking about? How do you think it went?"
Potsie gave him a blank stare.
"Perfectly" Fonzie answered, knowing it would take quite a while for Potsie to get it.
"I should be going" Potsie said, walking to the door.
"Hey Potsie"
"Yeah?" said Potsie, turning around.
"Thanks."
Potsie smiled. He didn't know what to say, Fonzie never had thanked him before for anything.
Once outside of Fonzie's, he stood on the stairs for a minute. "I can finally go in peace." He thought to himself. He walked down the stairs and snuck back into Richie's room.
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Richie was getting his pyjamas back on. He had never been happier. Potsie climbed in through his window.
"So? Did you 'find your thrill'?"
Richie grinned and relaxed on his bed, staring at his ceiling.
Potsie figured out that that was all he was going to get from either of them. He knew he had done well and that tonight was THE night.
Potsie waited until Richie was asleep. He went to their bathroom and rummaged around in their medicine cabinet. He took out to bottles of aspirin and went downstairs. He went into their liquor cabinet and grabbed a bottle of scotch. He sat on the couch and started to write a note, it read:
"To all of my beloved friends who I consider closer than family,
I am very sorry that it had to end like this, but not one person can say they wouldn't have seen it coming. I will miss you very much. To the Cunningham's I leave all the money I have. I know that I will never be able to repay them for how kind they've been to me, but that is the best I could do.
I love you all,
Sincerely, Potsie Webber."
Potsie reached in his pocket and put the few dollars from his pocket on the table. He sighed and opened up the first bottle of aspirin. He poured a fistful of the pills in his mouth and drank a bit of the scotch to down it. He coughed. He misunderestimated the strength of Scotch. Pulling a face he finished off the bottle of aspirin. He lay back. He couldn't even lift his arms up to take anymore. He shut his eyes and passed out.
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Richie woke up at 3am and was surprised Potsie wasn't there with him. "Oh no." he said out loud. He ran to see if he was in the bathroom. No one was in there. Frantically, he dashed down the stairs into the living room to see Potsie passed out on the couch. Then he saw the scotch and aspirin bottles. "Oh please God no!" he shouted. He ran over and started shaking Potsie to wake him up. "Please God, please!" he shouted. Howard ran down the stairs to see what the matter was. He saw a very scared Richie shaking a passed out Potsie and he put 2 and 2 together. He ran to the phone and called for an ambulance. Richie continued shouting "Please God!" and shaking Potsie. The ambulance was there within minutes. They loaded Potsie into the ambulance and hooked him up to the life support in the ambulance. Richie was in the ambulance with him. Potsie was barely alive.
Howard went up and got Fonzie. Howard and Fonzie went to the hospital and Howard demanded that Marion and Joanie stay at the house. When Howard and Fonzie got to the hospital they had to wait in the emergency room. Richie was in hysterics. Howard and Fonzie thought it would be best if Fonzie consoled Richie.
"Shh Red, Potsie will be fine. They got there just in time Red, you're a hero." Fonzie had his arm around Richie and was stroking his face gently.
Tears were streaming down Richie's face as he looked up at Fonzie. "How -- could -- he -- do -- this?" Richie said between sobs. He couldn't control it now and he put his head on Fonzie's shoulder. Normally Fonzie hated when somebody cried on his leather jacket, but this time was different.
"Shh, it's ok, he's safe now, he's safe now." Fonzie put his arms around Richie and held him in a hug, softly moving his arms up and down Richie's back. His eyes were starting to tear, he hated to see Richie like this.
Richie's tears subsided a bit and he pulled out of the hug with Fonzie and leaned on him.
The doctor came into the emergency room. "Webber" he announced. Richie, Fonzie and Howard walked towards the doctor and stood around him.
"We managed to revive him, but he was barely stringing by. You can go in and visit him, but don't try and make him do anything that would cause him to struggle." The doctor led them to Potsie's room.
The three stood around Potsie's bed. He had fallen asleep and none of them wanted to wake him up so they just stood around his be and waited for him to wake up on his own. After 30 minutes they knew it would take a while so they pulled up chairs and sat intently waiting. It took another hour before Potsie opened his eyes to be in a hospital room with Richie, Fonzie and Mr. C staring at him.
"Where am I?" Potsie asked. He was very drowsy.
"You're in the hospital Potsie. Do you remember anything that happened?" Asked Howard seriously.
"I remember being in Fonzie's apartment for some reason but the rest is a blank."
Richie and Fonzie glanced at each other for a brief moment.
"What did happen?" Potsie said out loud.
"You tried to.." Richie couldn't say it out loud.
"You tried to catch an early lift to the big sock-hop in the sky." Fonzie said.
"Oh.. I'm so sorry" Potsie's eyes started tearing.
Richie rushed to his side and dabbed his eyes with tissues. "It's ok Potsie, really. Just be happy you made it."
Potsie sighed.
"Do you want us to leave you alone for a while Potsie?" Howard asked.
"I guess. I wouldn't mind working some things out for myself." Potsie said.
Richie, Fonzie and Howard said goodbye and left Potsie's room. They went back to their house.
Marion and Joanie had already gone to bed. None of them had noticed what Potsie had written in his note because they were all too panicked to notice anything at all. Richie walked over and read the note, then noticed the $3.45 Potsie had left on the table. Richie didn't know how to take it.
"It's been a long night Richie, I think it's time you had some rest." Howard said.
Fonzie and Richie went up to Richie's room.
"What are you doing?" asked Richie
"I can't leave you alone like this."
"Thanks Fonzie."
The two snuggled into bed and gave goodnight kisses. Neither of them were in the mood for anything more.
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Potsie exhaled slowly as he slowly put the pieces together in his mind of that night's events. He started to remember that he had snuck over to Fonzie's for something. Then he remembered waiting on the stairs. Then he remembered Fonzie came home and they talked. And he remembered the emotions. But it was like everything was being replayed without sound. He sighed again. "Why do I always do such stupid things?" he thought to himself. He lay back in bed. All this thinking was making him exhausted so he decided to wait until morning to figure the rest out.
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A/N: Hope you enjoyed chapter 3! Please review folks.
