Worries

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Richie's POV:

I wake up.
I now no longer have my legs hanging over my bed.
My head is now on my pillow, and my glasses on my nightstand.

I look over at the clock on my nightstand, it's now around midnight.
No wonder Bev's gone.

*Ring Ring*

Who the fuck is calling at midnight?

*Ring Ring*

I hear shuffling from my parents bedroom.

*Ring Ring*

I hear a muffled voice.

"Hello, you have reached the Tozier household, this is Maggie speaking." It's my mom.

"Mhm, alright, give me just a moment."

*Knock Knock*

"Come in." I say.

My mom opens the door.

"Your friend is calling, do you want to talk to him?" She asks sleepily.

"Sure" I say as I stand up.

"Alright, goodnight honey" She says

"Goodnight" I say as I exit my room

I walk over to the phone.

"Hello, this is Richie." I say as a yawn into the phone.

"Hey Rich, Eddie here."

I freeze.

Why did he call.

I try to say something, but my brain can't come up with anything to say.

"Rich, you there?"

"No" I say quietly.

"Yes you are." Eddie says over the phone, "I called earlier, but you wer-"

I hang up.

I shakily put the phone back.

I turn away from the phone.

I can't handle talking to him right now.

I walk back up to my room.

Stan's POV:

"He hung up on me!!" Eddie yells from across the room, "I didn't even get to finish my sentience!! Can you believe that?!"

I look over my book to shoot him a glare.

"Eddie, calm the Fuck down, it's midnight. There is no need to yell." I say as I go back to my book.

"Fuck you" Eddie says as something collides with my head.

"Dude! What the fuck!" I say as I throw the shoe at his face, "Can you just stop being so Fucking paranoid and go to sleep?"
Eddie glares at me, but ends up flopping down on his bed.

"I hate that you're right." He says as he yawns.

"Just go to sleep" I say as I lay down.

"Fuck you" I hear his small voice say,

"Goodnight to you too" I say in response as I fall asleep.

Richie's POV:

The sun shines through my window, blinding me.

Fuck.

I crawl out of bed to find clean clothes, or at least ones that aren't to dirty.

*Ring Ring*

I don't really want to answer the phone, it might be Eddie, and I don't want to talk to him right now.

*Ring Ring*

I stare at my door, hoping the phone would stop ringing.

*Ring Ri-*

Someone picked up the phone.

"Richie, Beverly's calling!"
I sigh and stand up to walk downstairs.

"Hey Rich, sorry for leaving you when you were asleep. My aunt called me, she wanted me home."

"It's okay, Bev"

"Would you like for me to come over?"
I hesitate.
It would be nice to have her over, the. I wouldn't have to worry about Eddie.

"Sure"

"Okay, be there as soon as I can"

I hear the line go dead.

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Words: 522

Authors Note: Sorry it's short.
I wrote a portion of this on my phone so it was more difficult to write this.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed.
Bye!

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