what are you afraid of? || eddie kaspbrak x reader

TWELVE

"No, I love being your personal doorman, really! Could you idiots have taken any longer?" Richie whined as he rode his bike around you in a circle.

"Shut up, Richie!"

"Yeah, shut up Richie!"

"Oh, okay, trash the trashmouth, I get it!" Richie shot back. "Hey, I wasn't the one scrubbing the bathroom floor and imagining the sink went all Eddie's mom's vagina on Halloween!"

"She didn't imagine it," Bill said. "I s-s-saw something, too."

"You saw blood, too?" Stan asked.

Bill shook his head. "Not blood. I saw..." He paused. "G-g-g-georgie."

You all turned to stare at him, and he continued. "It seemed so r-real. I mean, it seemed like him but there was-"

"A clown." Eddie interrupted. "Yeah, I saw him, too."

"...Me, too. It was when I was coming back from Ben's." You whispered. Everyone else nodded, indicating they had all seen the clown. Well, until Richie.

"Wait, can only virgins see this stuff? Is that why I'm not seeing this shit?" He demanded.

You were about to insult his ass but stopped when you heard some muffled yelling.

"Oh shit, that's Belch Huggin's car," Eddie said, starting to panic a little bit. "We- we should probably get outta here."

"Wait, it's Mike Hanlon's bike. You know the homeschooled kid?" You pointed at a bike lying on the ground next to Belch's car. "Come on, we have to see what's up."

"We do?" Richie scratched his head cluelessly.

Beverly gave him a look and dropped her bike. "Yes, of course, we do!"

You all ran towards the direction of the shouting and when you got there, you saw Henry Bowers pinning Mike to the ground, his fist right about to crash down onto his nose. Poor Mike. You'd never really talked to him before, with him being homeschooled and all, but he seemed like such a sweet boy. It was painful to see a jerk like Henry Bowers thinking it was funny to hurt him.

"Hey, assholes!" You yelled, a wave of instant regret washing over you as the Bowers gang turned around with menacing scowls. Maybe you should've thought this through first before drawing their attention to you. But on the other hand, if you hadn't said anything, Mike's nose easily could've been broken by then.

"Aw, look, it's (Y/n) (L/n)." Henry's angry expression turned into a smirk. "I think I know why you're here. You came to fuck me, didn't you? Huh, slut? You fucked the Tozier boy, then Wheezy, then that stuttering faggot, then the jew, and now you're here to add me to the list of people you've-"

He was cut off by a huge rock making contact with his head and he stumbles backwards, blood already dripping down the side of his face. Although he'd never admit it, Bowers couldn't help but feel so small at that moment. There was a teenage girl towering above him, maybe even shorter than Eddie, glaring him down with another rock in her hands. You, on the other hand, lowkey felt like a badass.

"Nice throw." Stan complimented, and the disgusted glare disappeared in an instant as you shot the noodle-haired boy a bright smile. "Thanks, Staniel. Don't think I'd ever make a shot that accurate in a thousand years, though."

You suddenly saw Eddie, who was not-so subtly watching you and Stan out of the corner of his eye with a slightly sour look. He was trying not to show it, but he couldn't help but be a little jealous of Stan. He sort of wished it was him who was getting full view of your pretty smile. Noticing his small scowl, you nudged him and planted the rock you were holding in his hands.

"Wanna take the next shot at that idiot?"

Eddie swore right then he would marry you someday.

Or get into your pants.

Same thing.

Cautiously lifting the rock over his shoulder, he flung it as hard as he could at Bowers, who was too busy cussing out Richie for sticking his tongue out at him to notice the rock about smash his face. You and Richie burst out laughing as soon as it collided with his lip, only seeming to make him even angrier. But instead of throwing a huge fit about it, he looked like he was trying to calm himself down and a smirk crept up his lips.

"You losers are trying too hard. (Y/n) and the other one- what's her name again? Beverly, isn't it? Well, they'll do you- you just gotta ask nicely. He grabbed his dick (THROUGH HIS PANTS!!!) and grinned. "Like I did."

Ben let out an unexpected battle cry and threw a rock at Henry's already bleeding forehead.

"What the fuck?!" He stumbled back, but before he could recover again, Beverly threw another rock. Destruction starts in three, two one-

"ROCK WAR!" Richie screamed, before getting hit in the head. By then, rocks were already flying everywhere and you had gotten nailed in the same eye five times in a row. There would definitely be a bruise sooner or later.

[7/06/21] at the time of writing, the bruise on her eye was supposed to be a really significant part of the story and eddie was supposed to help her put ice on it and stuff but then i completely forgot abt it in all of the other chapters...

"FUCK YOU, BITCH!" Belch yelled. You hurled a rock at him and he fell over like a big baby. It took you a few seconds after that to realise that only Henry was there, now; Belch, Victor and Patrick had run away.

^alr i kinda forgot that patrick already went missing but i'm not bothered to change it

Richie gave Henry double middle fingers and smirked. "GO BLOW YOUR DAD, YOU MULLET-WEARING ASSHOLE!"
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if anyone disagrees that this is the best line in the entire movie, i will single handedly fight you.