Make Me Feel Better, I Need To Feel Better (Reddie)

Chapter One

Eddie

"Mom, I've already told you a million times, I feel fine." I really had told her a million times, but leave it to my mother to feel like she knew my body better than I did. What had happened was I had one of my normal run ins with Henry Bowers on my way home from Richie's house. He pushed me down and the fall caused me to scrape my knee up pretty good. It was just a scrape though and of course I'd cleaned it and bandaged it immediately. I was mad at myself because I didn't stand up to Henry. It was one of the few times in forever that he had caught me by myself. Most of the time I was with Richie and Henry knew not mess with me when Richie was around unless he wanted to swallow some of his own teeth. I liked that Richie stood up for me but it made me feel weak. I should be able to fight my own battles.

How was I supposed to fight when I had asthma though? I remembered once Mr.Keen had pulled me aside and said I didn't need an inhaler, that my asthma was bullshit that my mom put into my head. But why would she do that? More importantly why would my doctor let her? All my mom wanted to do was protect me and keep me safe so it was hard to believe she'd lie to me about something like that. 

"Look mom, I cleaned it already and bandaged it. I just tripped on my shoelace when I was walking home. I don't need to go to the doctor, I promise." She seemed to think about what I said for a moment before finally giving in. "Alright Eddie, but always make sure your shoes are tied. What if you had fallen into the street and in front of a car? You have to be more careful Eddie." Even though I knew  I shouldn't, I let her words sink in and fill me with fear. "I know mom, I promise I'll be more careful."  I said before leaning up and giving her a kiss on my cheek before making my way to my room. I closed my door before changing into my pajamas. I was tired. It was summer so me and Richie spent all day hanging out at his house.

I liked going to Richie's house. He annoyed the fuck out of me 85% of the time but he wasn't a bad guy. He just ran his mouth too much and it always got him into trouble. I was always able to relax around Richie and it helped me deal with my mother. I could go over to his house pretty much as much as I wanted because my mom liked Richie. He didn't show her what he showed me and our friends. He was always on his best behavior around my mom because he knew he wouldn't be able to hangout with me if he wasn't. Another factor in me being able to go to his house all the time was the fact that his parents were rarely home and even when they were Richie was practically non-existent to them. This made me feel bad for him and understand why Richie acted the way he did. We all asked him once how he dealt with it and he said that he didn't need his parents as long as we were around. When we were alone once he admitted to me that his parents are also why he rarely took anything seriously. He felt like if he did and he thought too much about anything he'd lose his fucking mind. I had a lot of respect for my friend with the glasses.

My mom might have driven me literally insane but at least she cared about me and wasn't like Richie's parents or for fucks sake, Bev's step father. Bev's step dad was a real fucked up piece and we all hoped more than anything that she'd be able to escape him one day. Her and I spent the most time at Richie's house out of our friend group. Everyone else's at home life was pretty peaceful compared to ours. 

I had a long day ahead of me the next day. It would just be Richie and I hanging out, everyone else was busy. My mom mentioned earlier in the day that she wanted to spend some time with me but I told her that I had to go to Richie's because everyone else was busy and he needed someone there with him. When Richie was alone he tended to be his own worst enemy so we all played our part and tried everything we could to make sure he was rarely by himself. Bev was staying with him tonight and I couldn't help but wonder what they did together when she stayed over. I wondered if they ever kissed or had sex? I couldn't help but cringe, I didn't want to think about either of my friends that way. Especially Richie for some reason. 

I shook the thoughts out of my head and rolled over to fall asleep. I would need plenty of sleep to deal with Richie the next day.

A/N: I'm rewriting this already because I've though of ways to make the story better. Also switching POVs because third-person is not for me!