Shout: A Nightmare on Neibolt Street || Reddie [COMPLETED]

chapter 27

FINAL CHAPTER

27 years later

"You're doing it wrong. Let me help you..."

"No. I can do it myself."

"That's the wrong hole, fucknut!"

"Fuck, sorry." Eddie complained. "Which one is it?"

Richie, gently, grabbed his hand and placed it on the correct one.

"See?" Richie said. "Much better."

"I will get better, I promise."

"Practice, my love."

"How are you doing?" Bill asked, entering the room.

Kneeling on the floor, Richie glanced at him while carrying a hammer.

"Eddie is awfully bad at this." he complained.

His husband stopped reading the instructions and rolled his eyes. He lifted his head and asked Bill for help.

"It's harder than it initially seemed. Rich, I told you we should have contracted someone to assemble this table."

Bill grabbed the instruction book and tried to understand it but failed.

"I wish Stanley was here. He would understand all these hieroglyphics."

"I'm sorry, Bill..." Eddie said.

"You know what? Fuck him! What an asshole."

"Drama Denbrough is back." Richie joked. "He's just in a business trip in Hawaii."

"He should have taken me with him! If I can't take advantage of my husband's business, then... what else can I do?"

Eddie giggled and thanked Bill, who left and called Stanley ASAP.

"He hasn't changed a bit."

"You haven't changed either, Trashmouth."

"Oh God. It's been an eternity since someone called me that."

Throwing the instructions away, Eddie lied on top of Richie, kissing him deeply.

"Have you heard anything about Bev?"

"Rich! I want to kiss you! I don't want to talk about anybody else."

"I'm nearly forty-five years old and my back hurts by laying on the floor."

"You're no fun anymore!"

Richie raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, you think so?"

Eddie bit his lip, teasing him.

"Why don't you show me otherwise?"

"As you please, daddy."

"What did you just call me?"

Richie blushed.

"Too far?"

"Just kiss me."

Without needing more, Richie lifted him up and started kissing him passionately while taking him to their bed when the phone began to ring.

Richie laid him down on the bed and ignored the call.

"The ringing is annoying me..."

"Okay, fine." Richie took his shirt off and threw it at him. "But don't move."

"Yes, daddy." Eddie mocked, sarcastically.

"Fuck you."

"That's your job."

Richie smiled at Eddie's last words and picked up the phone.

"Yes?"

"Richie." Mike's voice said. "It's back."

As soon as he heard those words, Richie started panicking.

"W-what?"

"I'm messing with you, bro!" he could hear Mike's laugh at the other side.

"Fucking hell, Mike! You scared the shit out of me!"

"Man, I should've been there just to see your face."

Richie hanged up. Five seconds later, the phone was ringing again.

"Suck my dick, you moron."

"I think I'll pass." Beverly said on the other line.

"I swear I will kill Mike one of these days."

"He also called you? Uh, he really got me there."

"I know, me too." knowing the conversation would last long, he put the speaker mode and walked back to the bedroom with Eddie. "Eddie's here, Beverly."

Eddie just accepted it.

"Hi, Eddie! I miss you!" her voice sounded sincere.

"I miss you too, Bev! How are you doing?"

"Well, I'm still single as you know..."

"I envy you." Richie said.

Eddie punched him softly on his chest.

"I guess by now Eddie must have elbowed you or something... Anyway, I'm calling because I thought we could use a reunion party, what do you think?"

"All the Losers? Together?"

"Yes, Eddie. That's what I just proposed."

"I don't think it's a good idea either, Bev. Stanley's away and-"

"Ben's dead. I know." she continued. "But I want to see all of you and I want to meet your kids!"

Richie and Eddie looked at each other, confused.

"We don't have kids, Bev." Richie told her.

"Jeez, sorry. I meant Stan's and Bill's. I'm a little bit off lately."

"Listen, why don't you call Mike?" Eddie suggested. "If he's in, then we're all in. Bill never says no to a party, especially if it's an excuse to bring Stan back."

"Perfect! Jade of the Orient, as always?"

"Okay. Tell us what Mike said." Richie said.

"I will! Bye, bitches!" she finished the call.

"I hate when she tries to act 'gay'." Eddie took the phone and placed it on the nightstand.

Richie smiled.

"I found it funny."

"You find everything funny."

"That's true, my friend." he replied with a horrible British accent.

"You're such a dork." he grabbed his cheeks and kissed his lips. "But you're my dork."

Richie couldn't resist anymore and kissed him back, making out together like they were just two teenage boys.

They both wanted to enjoy every single moment. Because, after all, you never know if it could be the last.

Right?

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So that was it! Thank you so much for all the support and the unconditional love I've received during this fanfic and the previous ones! I love yall so much!

I know the story must not have followed the exact same plot as Scream or A Nightmare on Elm Street but I really tried :)

I hope you enjoyed this story and as soon as I come up with another idea I will start writing another reddie fanfic! I would love some suggestions!

ILYSM and see you soon <3

-A