said you'd always be my white blood,

circulate the right blood

giving me your white blood

i need you right here with me

'richie, please' i said shakily

'you know it's not up to me, baby' he said, the cracking in his voice becoming larger every time he spoke to me, or anyone

we laid in the middle of the meadow, no one around us

the memories flowed in and out of our brains, making it worse then it already was

i made patterns with my finger swirling around on top of his stupid tourist shirt

'hot stuff, i'm sorry' he said, on the verge of tears

'don't be. we still have another hour' i said, a silent tear dripping down my face

'the losers wanted to say goodbye too, i told them we could meet at th-'

'i know'

the tears started to drip down my cheek, and down onto richie's shirt

'don't cry, baby it's-' richie paused, not wanting to cry too

he slowly picked up his hand, that had previously been tucked under my shirt, rubbing my back to attempt to calm me, and him too, down

he whispered, so softly,'the losers are going to be at the woods any minute, we should get going'

i got up from his embrace,'you're right. let's leave'

he got up too, and as we walked back to his back richie lazily slung his arm around me,

but his grip around me became tight, not wanting to let go

after the short walk, that was actually about a fifteen minute walk but we took our time, we arrived at richie's bike

'hop on, baby' richie mumbled

i got on the back of his bike, and held on to him as hard as i could without hurting him

'it's not going to work' i whispered quietly to myself, knowing that it would be one of the last times i could ever wrap my arms around him again

'i know, but it's worth a shot' richie whispered back, obviously hearing me

we arrived at bill's house, in which we had all arranged to meet there for the others' goodbyes to richie

once we got there, everyone was there

ben, bill, beverly, eddie, and stan

i stood behind as richie said goodbye to everyone

i was zoned out, and could only hear distant voices as to what they were saying

'bye, eds. i'll miss you and your mom'

'yeah, i guess i'll miss you too.. trashmouth'

'see ya, big bill'

'yeah'

after a minute, it was all over, and me and richie left again;

tears filling both of our eyes

we decided to go to the diner, since it was around lunchtime and we could get to cuddle in the booths

'one chocolate milshake with two straws and a medium basket of fries with ketchup, thanks' richie bluntly said to our waitress,

normally he'd make a quick remark about how much more beautiful i was than her, but not this time,

this time, he quietly cried into my shoulder after she left

after the 'lunch' that we both barely touched, we headed back to richie's house,

when we got there, we still had fifteen minutes left before the cab that picked up richie and his mom came to pick them up and go to the airport with them

'how about you kids go up into richie's old room? his mattress is still there if you want to lay on it together?' richie's mom asked,

richie nodded

i could tell she was going to make a remark about the mattress but quickly changed once she saw how upset we were

richie and i held hands as we walked into his room, the trashy posters that once filled the walls and dirty laundry that once covered the floor was now gone,

the only thing in the room was his mattress and a little piece of trash that had most likely been left by the movers

we laid down on the bare mattress in complete silence, until,

as if a timer went off,

we both started bawling our eyes out

the next minutes were filled with cries and sobs, and in between those cries and sobs, words that we would both remember until the day we would meet again

'i love you so much, baby'

'please don't leave'

'it was meant for it to end this way'

'you'll always be my trash mouth baby'

'you'll always be my hot stuff'

minutes passed with silent tears, until we heard richie's mom yell that we had two minutes left

two minutes

that was 120 seconds,

not nearly enough time for all the things we had to tell each other

'one last sloppy teenage kiss?' richie asked in a low voice

'as long as you promise never to forget to write'

'i promise'

we leaned in, and what once was a 'sloppy', spit full kiss,

turned passionate and sweet

a sweet goodbye

we heard richie's mom yell again, that the cab was here

we looked out of the window, and sure enough, there was the yellow car

we got up, tears filling our eyes, not being able to contain, or release, such emotion and pain we were both feeling

as we went back out to the driveway, richie's mom was already in the cab waiting for her son

richie held my hand and pulled me in for one last kiss,

there was no tongue,

no 'sloppiness',

just, simple,

lips on lips,

and it still felt better than any other kiss we ever kissed

my hand was on his cheek, and his arms were wrapped around my waist,

both of our torsos touching

'goodbye richie' i whispered, i could feel my breath on his face, we were so close

'wait, before you go.' richie whispered

he pulled something out of his t-shirt pocket.

it was a ring

'i spent all of my money on it,' richie continued to whisper

'but it's worth it, for you. it's a promise ring, it's the same shade as my eyes so you'll never forget the color of them. you always talked about how much you love them. the knot around it symbolises a know that is not quite tied yet, but has all of the intentions of being tied. and one day, when we meet again, we'll tie that fucking knot and everything will be okay again. we'll have each other again, and we'll both be happy'

he slipped the ring on my finger, and it fit perfectly

'oh, richie.' i whispered, in awe

'i love you so much, rich' I whispered to him before we kissed one last time

'love you just as much, and a little more, vic' he whispered back after the kiss

he let go of my waist and my hand left his cheek once again, but this time,

for good

he opened the door to the cab as i whispered, loud enough for him to hear,'goodbye, richie'

'goodbye, hot stuff. i'll see you soon, i promise'