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Eddie stood in front of the Neibolt house, just staring at it. The leper had chased him to the back of the house only a day ago, that's where he had seen IT, the clown.
That awful terrible clown with the bright orange hair and white and red face paint. He had taunted Eddie, poked fun at him for running, he had insinuated things he would rather not think about.
And yet here he was, standing in the road, staring at that awful house. He had worn his yellow car shirt and red shorts that day, knowing it would be really hot outside. He was on his way to meet up with the others, have fun and forget about the scary things.
That's when he heard it, the labored breathing of the leper behind him. He gulped loudly and slowly turned around, praying he was imagining it. The leper stood there in all his disgusting glory.
"You want a blowjob Eddie? I'll do it for a quarter. Hell I'll do it for a dime!" The leper said wickedly.
Eddie screamed and looked around, hoping to find something to defend himself with. The leper stepped closer and Eddie backed away.
"Leave me alone! I'm not gay!"
The leper laughed as it continued to get closer to Eddie. The poor boy was shaking, tears forming in his eyes. He felt his chest grow tight and he pulled out his inhaler from his fannypack and took a couple puffs.
"I'll blow you for nickel! Or even a penny!" The leper said then coughed.
Eddie covered his eyes and counted to five, when he opened his eyes the leper was gone. He took a deep breath and turned around only to see Richie standing there.
"What about from me Eds? I'll blow you for free," Richie said with a smirk.
Eddie gasped, it couldn't be Richie, could it? He wore that stupid pink Hawaiian shirt so it must be him. Richie started laughing, he laughed until it started to sound mean, then his laugh sounded like he was crazy. His eyes turned a bright yellow and his smile got too wide for his face. Claws on his fingertips and then sharp teeth appeared.
Richie ran towards Eddie and that's when Eddie’s legs finally decided to do what they should have done from the start, RUN. That was not Richie, that was IT and it knew. It knew his deep dark secret that he never spoke out loud.
Eddie ran and he ran, not caring where he ran to, but after a few minutes he heard his name being called, then he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Eds! Hey, what's wrong? Why are you running?"
The voice belonged to Richie and Eddie stopped for a moment, turned around and saw that pink Hawaiian shirt that the IT Richie had worn. His eyes widened and he slapped Richie's hand off his shoulder.
"Don't touch me!" He yelled.
Richie looked confused and a little hurt, something had happened and he wanted to help. He kept his hands to himself, not wanting to upset the smaller boy any more than he already was.
"I'm not gay! Get away from me!" Eddie yelled then took off running again.
Richie stood there stunned. His jaw had dropped and eyes as wide as saucers. Tears pricked his eyes and he felt heartbroken. How had Eddie found out that he was in love with him? He hadn't told a soul, not even Stan.
Eddie had found out his dirty little secret and he hated him, the boy he would die for, protect, and loved, hated him because he was dirty, he was one of those people.
Tears fell down his cheeks, all hope of even just a chance with Eddie, gone. Their friendship was probably over, no more sneaking into Eddie’s room at night to comfort the boy on bad days, no more sharing ice cream when Eddie insisted he would never eat after anyone but he still shared ice cream and even drinks with Richie, and no more swimming together, obviously Eddie wouldn't want Richie to see him in nothing but tightie whities.
Richie started to walk home, screw seeing his friends, he just wanted to be alone. He wanted to wallow in his pain. Most of all, he wanted the one thing he couldn't have, Eddie.
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