In which Eddie stays in the hospital for two days and Richie has to deal with the thought of being alone for the first time in his life.
hiii guys
so i decided to post some writing after over two years of nothing, i wanted to kinda explain this fic and why i’m posting it now. put it under the cut in case it gets too long.
around two years ago when i stopped writing i went through some shit that really made me hate reddie, i won’t get into it because for the most part i’ve moved on from that part of my life.
a few months ago i decided to revisit this fic, most of which i wrote in summer 2018. i wanted to finish it so i could really tie that part of my life up and put it away. finishing this was incredibly cathartic, and i’m so glad i decided to pick it back up. i didn’t want to make a big post here just to be devastated when it inevitably flopped, so i’m making this more of a personal sentiment. i have loved writing for this fandom for almost three years now, but this will most likely be my last piece of writing. it’s been a wild ride, and for people who’ve stuck around with me i thank you for giving me so much joy these last few years. i’ll still be here, just not writing anymore.
ANYWHO, thank you for listening to me be dramatic. i hope you enjoy this fic as much as i enjoyed writing it. i’m really excited to finally share this, i’ve been thinking of it as my love letter to reddie. corny i know but i’m glad i get to post it :) have a lil preview:
The paramedics swiftly maneuvered Eddie’s limp body onto the stretcher and began to move towards the door. Richie stood slowly to follow them, unsure if his feet could carry him. He stumbled behind them as the men wheeled Eddie through their living room.
“Is he gonna be okay?”
One of them turned around to talk to him. “We honestly don’t know yet, son. We’ll take him to Mount Sinai Beth Israel, it’s at 17th and 1st, not too far from here. Do you need help finding a cab?”
Richie stuttered, tears cropping up in his eyes again. “Can I not… I can’t go with him?”
“Since you’re not family, you can’t ride with him, you’ll have to meet us there. I’m sorry, kid.”
“Um. I’m. Wait, we’ve been dating for like, ten years. I’m his only family. He doesn’t have anyone else.” He was desperate, his breath coming in short gasps around his sobs.
“They won’t let us, it’s the law. I’m really sorry.”
