It 2017 - Eddie Kaspbrak x Reader

"This is your fault!" Eddie's mom screamed, grabbing Eddie and putting him in the car. "You know how delicate he is!" 

"M-mrs. K! We were a-attacke-" Bill started to say, but she cut him off.

"No! Don't! Don't try and blame anyone else." She said, grabbing her keys from her purse as they fell out of her hands.

"Here let me help-" I said to her, bending down to pick up her keys.

"No. Don't!" she said, snatching them before I could grab them.

"Oh I know all about you, Miss L/n. I dont want you near my son again, spreading your sick suicidal disease to him. You are done with him, you hear?" She said, looking away from me and to the rest of them. "Done!" 

She turned, going to the drivers side. Eddie didnt look up, avoiding eye contact with me. She drove away, going over a curb as she sped along the street.

We all just sat there, staring after the car.

"I saw the well. Next time we'll be better prepar-" Bill began, but Stan cut him off.

"Next time?"

"No. No, next time, Bill." I said turning to him.

"We know where it goes now, and we wont have to go through the whole hous-" 

"What part about what I just said did you not understand?" I yelled, "We went for you, but Eddie nearly died! Ben's been hurt, I understand you want to go after Georgie, but you're going to get us all killed!" 

"Why? We know no one else is going to do anything. You said it yourself Ben, it comes back every 27 years." Beverly said, turning to ben.

"Fine! I'll be 40 and far away from here. I thought you said you wanted to get out of the town too." 

"Yeah, because I want to run towards something. Not away!"

"Yeah! I mean, let's just face the facts! Real life, no bullshit. Georgie is dead. He's gone. Stop trying to get us killed too." Richie said.

"Take it back. You're scared, we all are, but t-take it back." Bill yelled going up to Richie.

"No. You couldn't save him but you can still save yourself." Richie said, turning away from him.

"Take it back!" Bill said running up to Richie and shoving him.

"BILL!" Beverly yelled.

Richie got up and shoved Bill back, making him raise his arm and punching Richie in the face.

Ben and Mike grabbed Bill while Stan and I grabbed Richie.

"YOURE JUST A BUNCH OF LOSERS! AND YOULL GET YOURSELVES KILLED TRYING TO KILL A STUPID CLOWN." Richie yelled, pushing us off of him.

"Stop, guys this is what It wants. It wants to divide us! We were all together when we hurt it. Thats why we're still alive!" Beverly said, trying help the situation.

"Yeah? Well I plan to keep it that way." Richie said, purposely bumping into Bill.

"I'm sorry, but me too." I turned from them grabbing my bike. Getting on it and riding to my house without a second glance.

I had expected to see my normally empty drive way, but my parents car was in it. Back from their buisness trip.

I go in after putting my bike way. Hoping for a warm welcome.

"Hey guys! I missed y-" I said seeing them lean against the counter, the phone against my moms ear.

"Y/n!" My mom looked up, dropping the phone on the counter and rushing to my side.

"We've been here for hours and you didn't come home, we got worried. Never do that again." She said, pulling me into her arms.

"I wasn't expecting you guys for another 2 days anyways." I said to her, hugging her back.

"Ah, I missed you." My dad said, coming up to us and pulling us both in his arms.

"Alright! Alright! Can't breathe!" I said, trying to wiggle my way out of their arms.

"What were you doing that took so long anyways?" My mom said after she let us go. 

"I was with my friends. We went to the parades in town, then just watched some movies at Bill's" I said, partially lying.

"Oh? And was that boy.. What's his name... Eddie there?" My dad said, going to the couch to turn on some TV.

"Dad! It's not like that!" 

"I wasn't saying it was, but since it's implied, I'm sure youll be introducing him to us as your boyfriend by the end of the summer." 

"I doubt it. From what I know I'm never going to see him again." I said, remembering Mrs. K's anger, and even worse, Eddie not arguing.

"Why?" My mom said, looking up from making dinner.

"His mom is overprotective, and while he was leaving he tripped and fell on some stuff in Bill's garage, he broke his arm. It was bad." I said, shaking my head to rid myself of the memories of Eddie clutching his bent arm to his chest.

"Oh my! Was he okay?" 

"I dont know. We took him to his house, his mother screamed at all of us and then at me saying we were never going to see him again." I sighed, the disappointment still there.

"No, that's messed up! You can go over there tomorrow and see if he's alright." My mom, said giving me a smile.

"Sure." I said turning back to the TV.