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“Close your eyes...if you don’t believe...

Close them....and SEE.”

Digital version of Neibolt!Eddie

Word Count: 1517

Summary- At the Neibolt house, you separate from your boyfriends and friends, and have a bit of a misunderstanding later on. 

Warnings; N/A

A/n; This is kinda longer than my usual writing, but oh well, enjoy!

Requested; Yes! 1 down, 18 requests to go!

req;  Could you do an Eddie x reader where she isn't there for Eddie when he breaks his arm(because she's trapped in a room) so when she gets out she's panicking and eventually gets to him but his mom freaks out on her and he doesn't say anything/stands up for her so she's upset because she thinks he's mad but they eventually make up?

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“Guys? Do you hear that?” You asked quietly, squinting your eyes into the dark room. A girl popped out, making you jump in surprise. It was your old friend; Betty Ripsom. “Betty?” You whispered, and a faint giggling was heard, before she ran deeper into the room, and out of sight. “Betty!” You whisper-yelled, trying desperately to find your friend, and not have IT find you.

Glancing back at the boys, who were huddled around something Richie was holding, you decided to peek into the room, for just a minute. Unfortunately, the house seemingly had other plans, and the door slammed shut right behind you. “Richie! Eddie? Bill!” You screamed, banging on the door. “Let me out!”

It was as if the boys couldn’t hear you; despite you being very loud. You heard a creaking noise behind you, and ever so slowly, you turned around, only to be met with the face of Pennywise. “Don’t worry, little girl.” He said, a maniacal giggle following the statement immediately after. “We all float down here..” He smirked, stepping forward towards you. Instinctively, you moved back. He took a step forward, you took a step back. This continued until your back hit the wall.

You squinted your eyes closed as he leaned over you, now hovering above you gently. He ran a cold finger down the length of your arm, making you shiver in terror. “Mm. I do love the taste of fear..” He said, and all of a sudden he stood up straight, eyes blown wide. It slowly merged into an evil smirk. “But then again, you aren’t that fun right now. I think I’ll go play with someone else.” He said, leaving you confused.

“How about your friends? Shall we start with Eddie?” IT asked, and you gasped. “You stay away from them! Do whatever the hell you want with me, leave them be!” You cried, your heart racing solely at the thought of losing your friends. “See, dear, this is how to play the game. Sorry, rules are rules. You’ve had your turn. Now, it’s theirs.” With a final cackle of laughter, he slowly backed away, disappearing behind another door. (Yes, you tried to follow. Yes, you were still trapped.)

You weren’t sure how long you’d been there, but upon hearing a huge crash, you jumped up, banging on the door again. “Eddie? Richie! Bill! Are you okay?!” You yelled, anxiously. You tried the doorknob; locked. Sighing, you bit your lip at your next thought. You’d either succeed, or make a complete fool out of yourself. You decided it was worth it; there was no one to embarrass yourself in front of anyways.

Backing to the other side of the room, you ran towards the door, kicking it as hard as you can. What could you say; you’d seen it in a movie once; it was worth a shot. Much to your delight, the door swung open, and you ran out, relieved to be out of the small space. You ran out to see the whole loser’s club, standing fearfully over Eddie, who’s arm was very much out of shape and broken. You glanced around the room, finding and old piece of broken wood.

You ran over, picking it up. “I said, leave them alone, you asshole!” You screamed, slamming the board down on Pennywise’s head. The others threw things at him, Bev finally stabbing him in the eye. He gave up, before disappearing, he gave a final glance, eyes set on you, and a moment later, he was gone. Richie and Stan helped Eddie stand up, and you all stumbled blindly out of the house.

As you all stopped outside the property of the Neibolt house, you moved over to Eddie. “Are you alright, Eddie?” You asked, concerned. “Like you care!” You were taken aback by the sudden interruption, seemingly out of nowhere, Eddie’s mom came, grabbing Eddie’s good arm and pulling him to the car. “You know how fragile he is!” She said, opening the door, gently pushing Eddie inside, and closing the door.

Eddie looked guiltily down at the floor of the car, undaring to talk back to his mother. “This is all your fault! All of you!” She screamed, eyes jumping from loser to loser. Beverly tried desperately to reason with the woman, but she wouldn’t have it. “You, all of you, stay away from my son. I don’t ever want to see you near him again. I know all about you, miss Marsh, and I don’t want a dirty girl like you around my son.” She was about to turn and walk away, when her eyes fell on you.“And you…” She said, walking over to you dangerously.

“Ever since my son has befriended you, nothing but trouble has happened. You’re a no good, filthy, terrible girl, and if I ever see you around my son..” She said, very low, warning tone on his voice. “There’ll be hell to pay. Understood?” You stood there, shocked. Eddie’s mother had never shown signs of disliking you; in fact, usually, she loved you. Guess that train pulled out of the station.

Looking to where Eddie sat, trying to make eye contact, and failing, as Eddie refused to look at you. “Understood, miss Kaspbrak.” You said, stepping back. All the losers were taken aback; you and Eddie had been dating (not to the knowledge of his mother, of course), for over a year, and you two had been going strong; not a single fight. (Except there was one time, where Eddie yelled at you thinking you were Richie bugging him again, but it was resolved immediately following.)

As she drove off, a tear slipped out of your eye and you ran to your bike, taking off. “Y/N, wait!” You could hear Stan call, and Richie and Bill start yelling; about what, you didn’t know. You didn’t care. You were upset; Eddie didn’t even flinch when you said you wouldn’t see him anymore. It hurt, like a bitch.

You biked to the Quarry ledge. Though it was cold, and definitely not weather for swimming, it was always calming to you to look out upon the sparkling water. You sat against a rock, letting the tears that blurring your eyes fall freely. You closed your eyes, letting out all your emotions and blocking out everything else.

“How could you say that to her?!” Eddie yelled at his mother, absolutely astonished. He knew she wasn’t a fan of his friends, but Y/N was a different story. “I never did like that girl, Eddie. She’s no good for you. It’s best you don’t see her anymore.” She said, calmly. “Fuck you!” Eddie screamed, running out the door. “Eddie Kaspbrak, come back here!” He heard his mother call, but ignored her. He jumped on his bike, pedalling as fast as he could up to the place where he knew you’d be; the Quarry.

As he tiredly pedalled up the hill, he began to lose hope. What if you weren’t here? He felt terrible for his earlier actions, but fighting with his mother isn’t something he wanted his friends to see. His worries were wiped clean, however, when he saw your bike leaning up against a rock, and your shaking figure next to it. He jumped off his bike, dropping it on the ground and running over to you, quickly tackling you in a hug.

You screamed, thinking IT had decided to make another appearance. You quickly wriggled out of their grasp, running up and standing in a defensive stance. You sighed when you saw Eddie, and when he saw your red, tear-stained face, his heart broke. He did that. “I-” He squeaked, unable to form words. “Why are you here, Eddie?” You interrupted, crossing your arms over your chest.

“I’m sorry.” He managed, his face showing everything he wanted to say. You could read him like a book; you knew he couldn’t lie. He meant it, but you were certain you were the one who should be apologizing. “I thought you were mad at me?” You questioned, him looking at you confused. “Why would I be mad at you, Y/N?” He asked, frowning.

“I wasn’t there for you- I wondered off, you could’ve died! You almost did! You were lucky you broke your arm!” You said, rushed. “Well, for the record, it doesn’t feel all too lucky.” Eddie teased, and you facepalmed. “That’s not what I meant.” “I know, but I’m not mad. I was worrying about you too, you know. I wasn’t there for you either; you were stuck in a room by yourself.” You didn’t think about it like that, and you shook your head, smiling.

I just imagine Richie whipping out one of his voices like