(Richie's POV)
We jumped out of my window, and hopped on our bikes, pedaling quickly to his house. He was letting me stay for as long as I needed since my parents were drunkies and abusive. I was so thankful to have Eddie in my life. Chances are I'd be dead right now if it weren't for him. We reached his house and dropped our bikes in his front lawn. As we approached the door, Eddie started to get nervous, and almost seemed... reluctant to go into his own house. Did Sonia do something to him? Nah, she's too over-protective of him.
"Eds, s'there something wrong?" I asked, making him jump. Why would he jump like that? I mean yeah, before I asked we were pretty quiet, but why would my voice startle him..?
"Eds?" I asked again.
"Sorry Richie. I was just caught up in thoughts.."
I could easily tell Eddie was lying. I knew him too well, and this was a lie, but I wasn't going to force the truth out of him. Eddie opened the door and peered inside to check if his mom was there. His mom.. didn't really like me. She hates me actually, calls me a 'Bad influence' on Eddie. Wonder why... Either way he gave me a thumbs up and walked inside with me close behind. Eddie stopped dead in his tracks.
"H-Hi mommy..!" His words stung.
He said it was all clear.
I guess he just didn't see her when he glanced around. She glared at me, and then looked at Eddie.
"Why is he here?" She growled, making Eddie flinch.
Why did he seem so afraid of Sonia? She's his mom!
"He, has a name Mommy, can't you use it?" His voice showed him as brave, but his eyes showed him as anything else.
"Excuse me?" She sounded completely offended.
"You're always calling him 'boy', and 'he', and stuff like that. Why don't you ever use his name?" Eddie pushed again, whether he noticed or not I was unsure, but Sonia seemed to start getting irritated.
"Because," She spat. "He, " She spat 'He' like she did with 'because'.
"Is a bad influence." She glared at me, I think I was supposed to be intimidated, but I wasn't at all.
"Well, Richie is staying here a while. He's being- He doesn't want to be near them right now. They're... fighting. Their fights can last days at a time sometimes. He thinks this one's gonna be that way." I could tell he didn't want to straight up tell his mom I was being abused, I was glad of that. I just nodded in agreement. He wasn't lying. My parents did fight sometimes and sometimes it would last a few days- I never even told Eddie that, so I don't know how he knew.
"Fine. But no more than a week can he stay. You'll end up a Tozier too if you spend much more."
I tensed at her words, they made me angry, but fortunately I can control my anger. Eddie sensed my discomfort.
"Well, we're going upstairs Mommy!" He called back, already at the stairs. I followed him up to his room and threw my bag on his bed, letting out a sigh.
"Are you okay?" He asked, a hint of humor in his small voice. It was cute.
"Yeah..? Why?" I didn't sound sure of it, and silently scolded myself for that.
"You don't sigh a lot." I smirk.
I start continuously sighing, making Eddie burst into a fit of giggles, which has both of us in tears of laughter after a minute.
"Oh my- oh my god! R-richie I'm actually dying!" Eddie laughed, wheezing while doing so. I quickly grabbed his inhaler and pressed it to his lips, I wish my lips were than inhaler- okay, that, was not like me. Whatever. I like him and he likes me and we're dating. I can think these things now without scolding myself like I used to. He took a breath of the medicine and could breathe again, still laughing.
"It wasn't that funny!" I say, rolling my eyes and smiling. Eddie shrugs.
We're sitting on the bed and Eddie get's up and puts his tape in his stereo. 'Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) started playing. I loved that song, and I think Eddie did too. He started singing along to it and shit, his voice was beautiful. I didn't even notice my mouth hanging open until he giggled and closed it for me.
"Thanks, I didn't even notice." I laughed.
"Yeah, you seem to be amazed at something." He says, well no shit.
"Well who wouldn't be! Your voice is beautiful!" I say, making red creep its way into Eddie's face. Cute.
He suddenly cupped my face with his hands, making me blush lightly. He then brought my face down to his- or his face up to mine, I wasn't exactly sure what happened. He kissed me, and I kissed back, melting into the beautiful kiss. His lips were softer than a baby's ass. It was amazing. His door opened. It just had to open didn't it? It just had to be Sonia didn't it? Me and Eddie quickly pulled away and looked in the direction of his door frame, blushing. Sonia glared at me, but glared at Eddie too- I've never, seen her glare at Eddie. Ever.
"Queer!" She spat at Eddie, pointing a fat finger at him.
More sexual slurs spilled out of her face, making Eddie back up farther on the bed as she hobbled closer. I backed up to, next to Eddie. He couldn't back up anymore, and neither could I. Then, Sonia did the unthinkable. She slapped him. Hard. It flung Eddie's face to the left, and left a burning red mark on his cheek. I gasped. I wasn't being over dramatic either. Think of it this way, your best friend (If you don't have any, well, that sucks. IMAGINE YOU DO) has a mom, who is super over protective and gives them placebo medication. Then their mom, slaps them, harder than you could slap anyone. Yeah, that's kinda what I just witnessed. Sonia stormed out of the room, slamming the door and locking it behind her. Eddie looked reddie to cry. I felt ready to slap the hell out of that woman. I hugged Eddie and rubbed his back comfortingly.
"It's okay Eds. We can always be fags together. You aren't alone." I coo, trying my best to be comforting.
"I have one question though Eddie...Why?"
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(HAHAHAHA! Cliffhanger for you! Sorry I haven't posted in what was probably over a week. I was being lazy and wouldn't plug in my laptop to write. I can post more often on my Quotev One-Shot Reddie/Fack though, I can write on my phone there. Anyways I hope you have a nice day/night!)
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Fiksi Penggemar"No Eddie, wait! I'm sorry!" He runs after me, I halt in my tracks. He just said sorry to me?! This kid never says sorry to anyone, not even as a joke.