Your dirty little secret - Reddie

-7-

Richie biked all the way to Bills house. His face was hot and stingy and his balance was shitty from his bag on his back along with holding his blanket in one arm. He biked into the driveway slowly. His shoulders and wrist felt bruised and ached. He composed himself, then knocked on the door.

Bill answered and smiled, "G-Guys Richie is h-h-here!" Bill let Richie in. Stan said a sarcastic, "Yay." and Beverly ran over to him, "Holy shit! Your face is red what happened?"

"Just got back from my date with Eddie's mom! She was supper hot! Must be a sunburn!" He laughed. Eddie rolled his eyes, "You run into bowers again?"

"Nah I think I'm just burned-" Eddie walked up and grabbed Richie's wrist, "Then what's this?" Richie looked down at his arm and froze. His arm wasn't just throbbing from pain, it had started to bruise and was turning a light shade of blue-ish purple all the way around. It almost looked like a bruise bracelet; thin but noticeable.

"I was fucking around with some rubber bands and put to many on." Richie said staring at his wrist, never looking up to anyone's faces. Stan scoffed, "Sounds like something-" he paused when he saw the look on Richie's face. Stan cleared his throat, "You're an idiot! You I told you not to do that and everything but of course you being you, you had to go and do it anyway! Look at what you've done to your wrist!"

Richie looked at Stanley shocked for a second, then fixed his face and smiled, "Well I thought it was the better the be suffocated by Eddie's mom's vagina!" They all collectively punched Richie in the arms or kicked his legs then laughed.

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A bit later, the losers made popcorn and Stanley put on a movie. They ordered pizza and had ice cream. It was around 7:00 when the first movie ended. Richie put on another movie and after the second, Ben put on the third, Bill the fourth, Bev put on the five, Mike put on the sixth and by then Eddie was asleep.

Eddie was sleeping on Stanley's shoulder, siting in the middle of Richie and Stan. Richie wanted Eddie to sleep on his shoulder, but he never said anything. No one knew and he planed to keep it that way. His shoulders hurt bad still anyways so he came to terms with it.

Bill got up to go set up the blankets in his room. He knew it was going to be a bit crammed for 7 people, but Bev went up to help sort things. They decided Beverly would sleep on Bills bed since she was the only girl, and the boys would sleep on the blankets in groups of two since there was enough room for three blanket beds.

Bill came back downstairs, "Beverly is s-sleeping on m-my bed a-and t-t-the rest of us need a partner t-to sleep n-next to on t-the floor. Me a-and S-Stan, Richie and Eddie, a-and M-Mike and Ben. G-Good?" Everyone agreed and Stan woke Eddie up and filled him in.

Richie was quiet as Eddie moped about not wanting to sleep next to the trash mouth. He didn't want to have smelly breath in his face while he slept. Bev giggled, "You'll be fine, Eddie!"