Wrong

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⚠ talk about abuse and self harm ⚠

*Stan's POV*

"Dan's doing WHAT to Eddie?!" I screamed at Richie, but he just looked at me with heartbroken eyes.

"Eddie's hurting himself?" he asked, his voice quiet and cracking.

"Yeah, now tell me what the FUCK that MONSTER is doing to Eddie!"

"I can't tell you!"

"You already did, idiot!"

"That's not my fault, I thought you knew!" He sat down on the couch and put his face in his hands. "Eddie's gonna kill me for telling you."

Oh shit, he's right. I wasn't supposed to tell anyone, and neither was Richie. If Eddie find out we both broke our promises to him, we're toast.

I walked over to the sofa and sat down next to Richie.

"That's not important right now, we'll apologize later. What's important is that we figure out how to get Eddie away from that shitbag."

"You don't understand," Richie looked at me with sad eyes. "He still thinks Daniel loves him. He thinks everything Dan does is because he loves him. Eds is convinced that this will pass."

"How long has it been happening?"

"It started 7 months into them dating."

"Shit..." They've been dating for 3 years. YEARS! After all of the bullshit with Mrs. K, Eddie doesn't need this.

"That's probably why he's been doing all of those things to himself." I thought out loud.

"What is he doing exactly?"

"Oh...he's definitely been cutting himself, and there's a lot of evidence that he's starving himself too."

"I hugged him when he told me about Dan. He felt so much skinnier than he ever has." Richie added. "He doesn't fucking deserve this!" He yelled.

"I agree. We need to figure out how to help him, and quickly."

*Eddie's POV*

I woke up the next morning feeling like shit. Dan's words from yesterday echoed inside my head. Everything he said about me being useless and worthless is true, obviously.

Then I remembered something; Richie knows.

Fuck fuck shit fuck fuck fuck shit fuck fuck fuck damn it fuck he KNOWS!

He's gonna tell someone, I just know it. But nobody else can know. All of the Losers will hate me. They'll ask me why I stayed with Dan, but they won't understand my reasoning. Richie didn't.

I know Dan loves me. Everything he does is just to make me better. Richie doesn't get it, and none of the others will either. It doesn't make sense to them, but it makes perfect sense to me.

I ran my hand gently over my stomach. Ridges littered the skin, each one reminding me that I'm not perfect. I'm far from it.

Tears started streaming down my face. He loves me, he loves me, he loves me. I know it. He's trying to help me improve myself. I'm too fat, so he makes me starve myself. And it helped, I've lost a lot of weight! I deserve pain, so he gives it to me. And it helps because...uh...I don't know.

But it's ok! I'm ok. Everything is ok. Right? I mean, I'm in an amazing relationship, so why wouldn't I be ok?

It's not like Dan wants me to get hurt, he just knows it's the only way I'll learn my lessons. Besides, I'm used to it by now, so the lessons don't bother me anymore.

Well, there are some times when I don't need a lesson. Like when he has a bad day at work, so he hurts me. It's not my fault his boss was a dick to him. So why do I need to pay the price? I'm sure there's a valid explanation though. He wouldn't make me suffer just because he wants to.

I'm kind of scared though. I mean, we've been dating for 3 years already. He's probably going to propose soon. That means I'm going to spend the rest of my life in pain...

What am I talking about?! As long as I learn my lessons and stop screwing up, he won't hurt me! I just need to be the perfect boyfriend, then he'll stop. And everything will be alright again. So I won't spend the rest of my life in pain.

Besides, Richie probably won't let me get married to Dan if he's still hurting me. He'd object at the wedding and tell everyone what Dan's been doing. But then Dan will hurt me for telling Richie...

This doesn't even matter yet. If Dan proposes to me, it's because I don't make mistakes anymore. He won't marry someone like me, who messes up all the time. So until I become perfect, we're not getting married.

Do I even want to marry him? I know he loves me, but I don't know if I love him. Everytime he hurts me, the love fades a little bit more. And he's beat me countless times.

But of course I love him! On days when I don't mess up, Dan's the best boyfriend ever! I love that part of him, just not the other part.

I wipe my tears away and clear my thoughts. I don't need to worry about any of that. What matters most right now is that Richie knows. And I have to do everything I can so NOBODY else finds out.

A/N Kinda shitty chapter, I know. My dad told me I'm a disappointment because I'm always sick, that's why my writing isn't as good today. Thanks for reading anyways!