Reddie spaghetti fanfic [COMPLETE]

Bandages and needles part27

Richie pov

My eyes start to shift open, and I look around the room.... a blurry mess. The only thing that really catches my eyes are the pink azaleas propped up on my bedside table. I lift my hand up to rub my eyes and sharp pain courses through my veins. "Agh" my hand falls to my side once more, and I let my eyes close once again. After awhile I resting my eyes, I let them flutter open. I look to my left at the once bright beautiful pink azaleas... only to realize they were rotten and crispy. A light shade of brown coated with dust. Zero water in the vase. I lift my hand this time not feeling pain at all and I wipe my eyes with that one hand. When I go to look at my arm a tight bandage wrapped around my right arm. "Huh?" I gasp loudly. I look down to my left arm... another bandage. Fuck oh shit. I hoped out of bed and immediately collapsed to the floor. "Agh" I yelped in pain and I ripped the needles out of my veins. I unsteadily stand up and make my way out of my hospital room. "Mrs Maryland?" I whisper, making my way to her desk. "OH! Your... awake?" A new lady confirms, she sounded confused though. "It's nighttime Richie off to bed darling!" She stood up and hearded me back to my hospital room. "What no I ha-" I start to say but the door slams in my face. I roll my eyes and walk back to my bed muttering, "bitch" I know it's not nice of me... but this girl slams the door in my face. I look around my room then to a drawer that held 2 razor blades, sharp and new. I limp over to the dresser and begin to search through it.... no blades.... hmm *creak* the sound of my door slowly opening. Then a tray dropping to the floor... followed by, "R-R-Richie...." I turn around to see still tiny Eddie standing there by the door... food at his feet. "Hey" I wave casually and he runs over to me wrapping his little baby arms around me. "Richie it's really you" he starts crying and laughing. I chuckle saying as I was only out like a day or two. I peer over at the pink azaleas... only to realize the flower shape can't be azaleas... tulips though... with a hint of yellow. These were totally different flowers. That's when it hit me. "Eds...." Eddie look up at me curiously, and now he sits on my hospital bed, me standing above him. "Yeah" he asks nervous of what I'm going to ask. "How long have I been out..." I rush and he looks at me sympathetically. Then says, "two months and 5 days exactly" I look at him, realizing my eyes must have gone wide. He looks down at my bandages then says, "you should see them" and takes my arm into his hands. He begins to unravel the bandages... once done I look down. Deep gashes on my right arm. One on each vain, leading down my arm to the crease of my elbow. Deep enough that they had stickies once before.... not anymore though. "They have a special paper about you everywhere..." Eddie says, and I can feel my heart start to race immediately. "Social paper?" I ask reluctant to know what they actually mean. "A paper saying about how you have one of the worst suicide attempts... saying as you fell into you're little coma... heh" he laughs a little, I guess trying to lighten the mood. Hey but I'm not dead... not yet... I do wonder why I can't remember everything so clearly... why my past is getting foggy.... Best I don't tell Eddie right now... he doesn't need more to handle...

LEL IM BACK FROM VACATION! How was y'alls vacation? Good I hope! So why did Richie cut? Why did he attempt now even though he hadn't cut for ages before? Why do you think? ILY all sooo much! LOTS OF LUVSSS