it imagines.

eddie.

(an. this is an actual dream i had so if it seems mad dumb bare w me)

"no, no,"
i whimpered in a breath,
running as fast as my feet would take me.
i tried to yell,
but it seemed my voice had been striped from me.
all the boys around me stared in fear of the clown haunting us,
but no amount of strain would make my voice work.
i dropped my knees,
trying to warn them of the danger,
but they were left oblivious.
the clown soon ran after me and i was left with racing adrenaline that blinded me.
i ran towards the group of boys and latched onto eddie's hand,
pulling him away from the danger.
but he soon tripped,
and i couldn't turn around.
"eddie!"
i cried out.
he reached out a weak hand for me,
but it was too late.
the clown dragged the boy down,
leaving me with the haunting image of yellowed eyes.
i shrieked out in ache,
both my limbs and heart,
but i continued to run.
i ran until i found refuge behind a tree,
keeping me shielded from the eyes of the clown.
trying to keep my breathing and sobbing quiet,
i covered my mouth and shut my eyes close.
time seemed to stop in that moment.
the wind whispering in the trees went still,
the air felt frigid,
and i was alone.
until the eerie voice popped up behind me,
"boo."
i screamed and jerked away from the clown,
running as fast as i could.
but i soon felt the hands of the monster wrap around my ankles,
and drag me back.
i turned to face him and screamed an inaudible scream that was sure to have been full of terror.
though there was a part of me that felt at peace with my coming to death.
no more running or hiding.
i'll be with eddie again.
i shut my eyes and prepared for death.

"y/n! y/n! wake up!"
my eyes shot open,
and the gasp i took filled my singed lungs with air again.
i sat up quickly,
shaking,
and my cheeks were wet with tears.
my head was beginning to throb from the fear that chilled my bones.
"hey, love. look at me. you were dreaming. that's all, okay? a dream. are-are you okay?"
i stared at eddie for a moment,
letting relief wash over me at the sight of his wide, beautiful brown eyes.
he was here with me,
not ripped away from me by an evil clown.
here.
i hurried to hold the boy close to me,
feeling the reassurance of his heart racing through his shirt,
synchronized with the racing of my own heart.
"was it the clown again?"
he whispered,
rubbing my back to calm me.
"y-yeah,"
i answered,
nausea beginning to roll over me.
"breathe, my love. breathe. i'm here. nothing's gonna hurt you. or me."
part of her began to wonder if her screams had been amplified after all,
and if her cries for eddie had been echoing in his room all this time.
whatever happened,
eddie didn't explain.
he only laid us back down,
kissing the top of my head.
"you're safe. it's not gonna get you now. i won't let it."
"...it got you eddie. i let it get you."
i whispered in some strange sense of guilt.
my throat began closing up at the thought of the all too vivid dream.
"hey...it was only a dream. i'm not going anywhere."
he whispered,
drawing figures, letters, and numbers agains my skin;
a soothing habit he picked up.
"the most important conversations you'll have are with your fingers."
he began to recite from my favorite poem.
"when they nervously graze hers for the first time during dinner
the thrill of raising goosebumps on her breasts while unbuttoning her shirt.
one day you are angry,
they'll ball into fists
and she'll cry
but as they shake for forgiveness
she'll see what apologizes look like
and when one of you is dying
in a hospital bed at sixty five
your hand'll grips hers
to say things words
can't describe."
my crying stopped and my breathing returned back normal.
i fell limp into his arms,
so overcome with ease,
my eyes were burning.
"you remembered,"
i whispered just barely above a breath.
"of course i did. for you."
my heart swelled at the words,
and i was sick with gratitude.
i gave his adam's apple a soft kiss then laid against him with exhaust.
"i love you."
"i love you too. through it all."
eddie and i both went to sleep the rest of the night away in peace,
having only dreams of bliss and perfection.
and that was the entirety of their relationship:
perfect.