The Loser's Purge

"shut your boyfriend up."

"Eddie, for the love of god shut your boyfriend up."

"Rich, be quiet, please. This is serious, and if other people are near us, they'll hear you." Eddie said, looking up at Richie. Richie stops walking, stops whistling, looks at Eddie, and looks around.

"I don't see anybody, besides us," he says and continues walking. He starts walking faster, and faster. "Hey, slow down! You're moving too fast!" Eddie yells trying to catch up. "Be quiet, they can hear you." Richie says and goes faster.

"Fucking smartass" Eddie mumbles under his breath and tanks Richie's arm, yanking Richie's body back as well. They hear laughter from behind them, they look behind them.

Eddie thought it was the losers laughing at them but it wasn't. It was coming from behind them, maybe a couple houses behind them. "Okay you can run now." Eddie tells Richie and tightens his grip on Richie's hand.

Richie doesn't run but jogs. His legs were hurting now because of Eddie. When Eddie yanked him, his ankles touched the ground somehow, and got scraped with the concrete.

The losers fastened their paste a little and got behind him and Eddie. "Where are you taking us?" Ben asks Richie. "Probably should've asked that before we followed him." Mike said, walking faster so he's next to Stan and Bill.