all in my head || reddie / kasbrough

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i feel like this chapter is totally unnecessary ajansidnjd im sorry also wtf 100 reads guys im quaking

"WAS IT REAL OR WAS IT FAKE?"

The sound of Eddie's running steps and the sloshing of water echoed through the filthy sewer. He quickly halted as he took in his surroundings. He had ventured far, farther than he might've liked. He panted heavily, immediately regretting his choices.

He knew running into the sewers was a bad idea, but he just couldn't handle all the questioning looks from his friends. He wanted some time alone to think.

Eddie crinkled his nose up as it smelled horrible and his legs were drenching in grey water. He huffed and placed a shaky hand on his forehead, closing his eyes.

He needed time to breathe. Everything going on had left him overwhelmed.

Out of nowhere, a voice whispered from deep into the sewers.

"Eddie."

He snapped his head up, feeling the air literally rush out of his lungs. His eyes widened as he saw an unclear figure run past him.

Breathe.

Eddie fumbled with his fanny pack (im cringing as i write fanny pack lmAO) and desperately tried to get out his inhaler. A loud splash was heard and Eddie let out a cry as he realized the inhaler had fallen into the muddy water.

Of fucking course.

He dropped to his knees and scrambled to find it. He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around slowly, letting out a whimper as he saw some clown that looked fifty shades of fucked up.

"Looking for this?" the clown dangled the inhaler tauntingly in front of the small boy and gave a smile.

Eddie nodded hastily and almost peed his pants just looking at the creepy grin.

The clown threw the inhaler past Eddie and far out of his eyesight, "Well, that's a shame."

He let out a string of giggles as Eddie clutched his chest, his hands trembling from fright. The clown grabbed his arm and wrenched it behind his back, a loud crack heard by them both. Eddie sobbed and the clown moved his hands from Eddie's arm to his neck.

"I bet you're having trouble breathing now, aren't ya Eddie?"

There was a noise in the distance and the clown looked past Eddie's shoulder, grinning like a maniac.

"Until we meet again," he whispered and gave a big push at Eddie's chest.

He tripped over a shoe in the water and gasped as his leg scraped something sharp.

The water quickly turned red as Eddie's face turned pale.

He winced audibly and hesitantly looked at his leg that had a deep gash. His arm and leg hurt like hell as he got up and tried to run back home, falling back down.

"Eddie?" Bill asked, the group close behind him.

Bill screeched, "F-Fuck!" as he looked him up and down. A string of curses came from Eddie as Bill ran up to touch his arm.

"Oh shit! I-I-I'm sorry!" he nodded and felt his eyes close. He felt so weak and he was so tired.

He felt a warmer, more familiar hand touch him and his eyes flew open.

"I told you not to touch me," Eddie whispered hoarsely.

"And you know I never listen to you," Richie whispered, making Eddie chuckle softly.

Richie carefully picked Eddie up and placed Eddie's arm over his shoulders to help him walk. Eddie could've sworn he seemed almost too concerned as Richie murmured to himself repeatedly, "We're gonna be alright."

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