A failed revenge (reddie)

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"Richie!"
"Shut up I'm trying to sleep," Richie said as he wrapped his arm around Eddie's waist. Eddie freezes. His face slowly getting more red.
"RICHIE WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"Trying to sleep shut the fuck up."
Richie puts his hand over Eddie's mouth. Eddie licks Richie's hand. "What the fuck dude?" Richie said a bit annoyed and he wiped his hand on Eddie's shirt. "Hey, that is gross!" Eddie complained. "It's your spit dumbass!" Richie said as he went back to spooning Eddie. Eddie blushes profusely. He didn't move or speak for a while.
(Oh what the hell is going on! Ahhhh!!!! Why does he have to do stupid shit like this! It only makes this more confusing!! This dumbass... oh fuck I love him don't I? Damn it! Why do I like the most ridiculous guy ever... oh I love him tho..) Eddie had thought this over and over again. Richie began to drift off to sleep finally after ten minutes. Eddie stayed awake tho his mind was racing so was his heart. "Richie... are you still awake?" Eddie asks quietly in case Richie has fallen asleep. "You dork..." Eddie sighs and then chuckles. With Richies calming heartbeat agent him he started calmer. Eddie finally started to fall asleep minutes later with Richie's calming heartbeat.

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Hours later Richie sits up in bed. His eyes were blacker than the bottom of the ocean. He started to walk out of the room like he was in some sort of trance. Eddie could hear Richie knocking stuff over and his eyes flutter open. "Hmm? Richie, what are you doing up?" Eddie checks his watch. "Richie, it's three in the morning come back to bed," Eddie spoke in a groggy tone. Richie walked to the window and then flew out of it. "RICHIE!" Eddie yelled then sprang to the window sill. "What are you doing you fucking idiot!!" Eddie screams at the top of his lungs. Richie's trance didn't allow him to respond. (FUCK! WHY CAN'T I CONTROL MY MOVEMENTS!! WHERE AM I GOING?! PLEASE SAY THIS IS A DREAM!) Richie thought in his trance-like state.

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TW FOR THE FOLLOWING GORE WILL BE WRITTEN. will put ** so you can skip to the part where there is no gore. Now enjoy.

Hours passed and Richie didn't return.
Eddie paced back and forth around Richie's room. "Where could he be?!" Eddie said frantically. "What if he had gotten himself hurt?" Eddie continues to panic. Suddenly Richie crashes through his window. Luckily the window was still open. Richies eyes return to its soft red. Richie has blood all over him dripping onto the floor with every second that passes."RICHIE WHERE WERE YOU?!" Eddie yells in worry. Richie had small tears running down his face. "Richie? What happened to you?" Eddie spoke in fear.
"I... I killed Bowers Eds..."
"What do you mean you killed Bowers?"
"I was in some sort of paralyzed state and I-... I killed him... I saw it all.." Richie's wings hang low as he says all of this. He can't believe what he did even if he had no control. "You joking right? Please say you're joking!" Eddie seems a bit scared. "I'm not joking Eds... but look on the bright side. He's out of our hair for good..." Richie said trying to lighten the mood. "That's it. I'm going to the library today." Eddie said as he looked furious. Not at Richie but at this awful curse he's under.
"What why?"
"Richie! This demon form made you kill somebody! What if you hurt someone else? What if you hurt me?"
"Oh.." Richie hangs his head down as he thinks about all of this even more. "Do you wanna explain what happened?" Eddie said as he put his hand on Richie's shoulder. Richie had tears running down his cheeks. ** "Well when I first got there he screamed, this weird demon form didn't seem to like this.. so it um... ripped out its vocal cords so he couldn't scream for help. Then it ripped his flesh with my teeth. I still taste his blood in my mouth.."
"Oh my god-"
"But there's more. It then started to rip him apart limb from limb as he was still alive trying to scream but no sound came out! It then started to break his rips which then punctured his lungs! He was coughing up blood and all that shit!" Richie said in pure fear. ** "Richie..." Eddie said with a voice full of fear. "We need to get rid of this thing. Like right fucking now." Eddie spoke in a stern fearful voice. "Eds we don't know how!" Richie says.
"We will find out!"
"No, we won't Eds!"
"yes, we fucking will!"
"NO, WE WON'T!" Richie's eyes turn black as he says this and his voice sounds demonic. Eddie looks at him in fear. "I'm leaving and not coming back until I find something," Eddie says then walks out of Richie's room. "Eddie wait!" Richie stood in his room unable to leave his house. "Eddie please don't go..." Richie said in an almost whisper. The door opens and slams showing Eddie has left.
(God damn it! Why does he have to be so stubborn? I need to find a way to help him. I can't leave him like this. I love him...) Eddie thought as he made his way to the library.

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Eddie arrived at the library and looked in the fantasy section first.
There were books on all types of dragons and unicorns but no demons. Even if the books were supposed to be fake there could be something in one that could help Richie in some way. "Mother fucker-" Eddie spoke in a whisper to himself as he couldn't find a single thing. Eddie then spotted a different section. It was labelled "witches and curses. Fiction." Bingo. Just what something Eddie was looking for. He scanned the section and couldn't find a single thing until the last book. The book was just about curses from demons. "Jackpot," Eddie said a bit too loud. "Whoops." He said in a whisper. Eddie walked to a table and placed the book there. He pulled up a chair and plopped himself down. Eddie began to read it page by page slowly, to not miss a single thing that could help. An hour passes and he still has not found anything. (This is hopeless...) Eddie thought in sorrow. He continues to look and no luck. He turns the page, the final page of the book. It was a photo. A prophecy. It was a drawing from a cave wall. It showed something engraved on the wall. It was a sketch of Richie and himself. His heart drops as he stares at the image...