(I'm sorry lmao but you'll also forgive me so it's okay)
All Richie could see was darkness. He could hear voices and he followed them and saw 5 others he didn't recognize. He saw the fucking clown. It was then he lost control of his body. "Hey, fuckface! Wanna play truth or dare?! Well, here's the truth, you're a sloppy bitch! Yeah, that's right! Let's dance! Yippie ki-yay mother fucker-"
He picked up a rock to throw it but suddenly, he was seeing thousands of images of how his friends die. "What?" He thought to himself. What the fuck is this? He suddenly came to, an older version of Eddie stood over him. Eddie was shouting about how he had killed it when he was fucking impaled by the clown.
Richie was forced to help kill the clown before he could go to Eddie again.
"Eddie! Ed, we beat Pennywise, man. Eddie?" Richie said trying to get Eddie to wake up. "Richie... He's gone." Ben said. "It's nothing, he's just hurt, we have to get him out of here." Richie insisted. "He's hurt Ben." They tried getting him away from Eddie. "No, all right, we have to get him out of here, Bev." "Richie... He's dead." "We have to go, Richie. We have to go." Someone said. "Come on man. Let's go. We have to go, Richie. We have to go."
"Wait, guys. We can still help him! Guys, we can still help him!" Richie screamed. They started pulling him away. "No! Eddie, Eddie!" Richie screamed, the sound echo fading away.
Richie shot awake. There were tears running down his face. He looked down at his body and saw he was still a child. Tears were still running down his face. "W-what the fuck! What was that!?" He yelled. He remembered the lights he saw in the dream. Bev saw them. She said she saw them.
Richie jumped out of bed and threw on his shoes. He knew it was going to be freezing but he didn't care. He climbed out his window so he wouldn't get caught, and ran to Bev's house. He knew her window was either going to be opened or unlocked. He climbed the tree and he was glad to see her window was open and the light was on.
He climbed into her room, she wasn't in it so he waited for her. "What the fu-" Richie covered her mouth. "We need to talk," He said seriously, taking his hand off her mouth. Beverly closed her door so her aunt wouldn't hear them. They sat on her bed.
"I had a dream." Beverly looked at him. "You... came to my house at," She glanced at her clock, "2 am because you had a dream?" She asked sarcastically. Richie gave her a cold look. "I think... I think I saw what you saw in the lights." "You what?"
"Eddie! We were like 40 and fighting that stupid clown! It had Mike and called him a madman! I went to save him and he put me in the lights and... E-Eddie he tried to save me, but that clown! The clown st-" "Stabbed him. The clown impaled him." Richie nodded, tears starting to run down his face again.
"You didn't see the lights, did you? Why did you see this?" Richie shook his head. Bev was the only one who saw the lights. "I have nightmares about It almost every night, it all feels too real." Bev put her hand on his shoulder. "Maybe... if it's real... if we know about what happens to him we can stop it in the future," Beverly said.
"I hope so."
Richie climbed out of her window after talking more about what they saw in the lights. He started walking toward his house when he had a gut-wrenching feeling to go see Eddie. After what he had just seen, he wasn't taking any chances.
He turned and started running to Eddie's house. He tripped while running but he ignored it, got up, and started running again. When Richie reached his house he almost smashed his fingers trying to open the window. He climbed into Eddie's bedroom and fell onto the floor.
That woke up Eddie and he shot up from his bed. Richie heard Sonia down the hall and he quickly hid before either of them saw him. "Eddie bear are you okay?!" Sonia basically screamed. "Yes, mom..." He groaned. He got up and shut his door before his mom could say anything else.
Richie heard a defeated sigh and footsteps go back down the hall. Eddie walked to his bed and noticed the window was open. He groaned and went to close it. "Hey, Eds," Richie said as Eddie walked past him. Eddie was about to yelp before Richie grabbed him and pulled him into a tight hug,
"Thank God." Richie buried his face into Eddie's shoulder. "Um, nice to see you too?" Eddie said confused. Richie let go. "Sorry, I just... I just came from Beverly's house because I had a nightmare that wasn't really a nightmare because it was real and I needed to come to make sure you were okay because I was really worried," Richie said quickly. "Woah, calm down. Tell me what happened, but this time slow the fuck down." Richie sighed.
"I had a dream, we were all older and fighting that clown... You... you d-died and I got scared. I woke up crying and ran to Beverly's house because in the 'dream' I saw the lights she did. She told me she saw the same thing. I was gonna go home but..." Richie looked at Eddie. "I felt like I needed to come here." "I... died?" Richie nodded.
"Beverly says if the clown isn't dead and we have to fight it again maybe we can stop it." Eddie nodded. "I hope so..." He said, looking terrified. Richie hugged him again. This time Eddie hugged him back. Richie cried on his shoulder. Eddie hated it, not because of germs but because he hated Richie being sad or crying.
"It's okay Rich... It probably won't happen. The clown was probably fucking with your head or something. I'm alive. I'm okay," Eddie reassured. Richie gripped onto Eddie's shirt. When he saw all of the ways Eddie died, not a single one included them being together. He even ended up forgetting Richie was even gay. Hell, Richie forgot he was gay in those.
Did he and Eddie have any future together at all? Eddie didn't even like him. Even though Eddie had almost said it Richie didn't hear him either time. He still hated himself for being gay, he decided he wouldn't ever tell anyone. Not his parents, not anyone he meets in the future, or anyone at school who might ask.
If he and Eddie didn't have a chance, Richie decided he was gonna find a girl and date her. He would fake it until the day he died, which if he couldn't have Eddie, he hoped it was soon.
"Rich... Richie let go," Eddie said after a while. Richie blushed and let go. "Sorry. I'm sorry for... always hugging you and stuff. I know you don't like me and that's okay. I shouldn't do this stuff." Richie stepped back. "I-I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" Richie said and turned around. He made his way to the window to climb out.
Eddie was shocked. "What?" He accidentally said out loud. Richie turned around."Richard Tozier, are you stupid? Do you think I would let you in my room at this ungodly hour if I didn't feel the same? Would I let you kiss me and comfort you all the time if I didn't like you?" Richie was taken back.
"You... what?" Eddie rolled his eyes. He walked over to Richie. "Mind leaning down a little?" Richie gave him a weird look. Eddie sighed and put his arms around Richie's neck forcing him to lean over. Eddie pressed his lips to Richies. Richie smiled against his lips. He found it cute how Eddie was struggling to reach him.
Richie wrapped his arms around his waist and lifted Eddie up a little bit. When the kiss broke off Richie put Eddie down. Eddie turned on his light so Richie could safely climb out the window. Eddie saw Richie's knee. "Richie! Did you fucking hurt yourself?" Richie looked down at his knee. "Oh, yeah."
Eddie smacked Richie's arm. He grabbed his first aid kit and cleaned his knee. "Thanks, Eds." Richie walked to the window to leave. Eddie kissed him on the cheek on the way out.