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Eddie Kaspbrak (germhater) wrote in dunwichgame,

"Leaving me is kind of a dramatic way of putting it, even for us."  Eddie said, the giddy, almost inebriated grin returning to his face as they moved forward.  Every step brought him closer to being back on the boat.   "It's just a ride.  It doesn't take that long."  He knew it would be more than just one more ride.  Running around the park would have to take Mercy longer than one little ride.  They were too damn short.  He might be able to get in ten, or fifteen more rides with luck.  

Eddie shook his head, feeling a sudden possessiveness of his sweet visions.  It was strange, now that he knew she hadn't seen them, he didn't want her to see them.  It was his own escape, one that no one else would understand, except maybe Richie.  Even then, Richie wasn't the one that was supposed to die.   He shook his head.  "It wouldn't mean anything to you.  You don't need to see it.  And I don't want you to risk seeing your family either."

Eddie made a face after she whispered to him. "In front of me?  Even the regular oreos are high in sugar, loaded with fat, and full of sodium.  I don't want to see you eating them after they've been deep fried!"  He shook his head.  "I want you to be around for a long time."  He wanted to be around for a long time.  Maybe he'd see himself as an old man this time.  Why was the line taking so long?   He reached over and placed his slightly shaking hand on Mercy's shoulder.  "At least eat them now, so I don't have to see it."