Hopeless || Reddie

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Includes VERY triggering content -

~time jump by a day~
It was after lunch hours and Richie and Eddie sat on Richies bed. Eddie reading a comic book and Richie watched the boy intently read. He loved how much Eddie loved learning.

Eddie flipped a page and Richie lifted up his hand to run it through his own hair.

"Oh ew! My hair's so greasy!" The boy shouted as he realized it had been a couple days since his last shower. Eddie let out a laugh. "Eds why didn't you tell me to take a damn shower?" The boy asked as he laughed too.

"I dunno, I didn't wanna hurt your feelings," he said turning slightly pink, and Richie pulled Eddie in for a kiss but Eddie pushed back.

"After you shower," he said with a laugh and Richie rolled his eyes.

"Okay okay, anything for my germaphobe," he said "Well, I'm gonna go take what in desperate need of. A shower," Richie said as he stood up and grabbed a towel and shampoo and condition.

"Hey I have to take one too, I'll come along." He said. The couple had become increasingly lazy with sneaking their relationship around lately. They didn't think too much of it.

Richie smiled as he walked the empty hall with Eddie by his side, carrying their towels.

The locker room was empty and so were all the showers. Richie raised his eyebrows at Eddie and gave him a wink.

"Now,now,now Richie. Control yourself," Eddie said knowing the next thing the boy was going to say.

"Gosh dangit Eddie, you cock block," Richie sighed out and Eddie let out a laugh. Richie undressed into only his boxers and stepped into a shower and closed the curtain only slightly.

Looking down Richie hated his legs. He hated how fat they were getting lately. Richie also felt this arms becoming fatter. He wrapped his hand around his arm and saw the fat he had gained. The boy sighed once more.

Eddie looked at the shower Richie had stepped in and saw the boy eyeing his own body. Eddie immediately knew what Richie was doing. He was criticizing himself.

Tears ran to Eddies eyes as he realized how broken Richie was. How much Richie hated himself. He ran over to the shower in his boxers and stepped into it.

"Edd-" Richie was cut off by Eddies lips, that smashed into the boys with courage.

"You're beautiful rich, you're fucking perfect." Eddie whispered as he pulled away. Richie felt his heart lift as he heard the words, he then pulled eddies face to his own using his hands and pressed his lips into the boys.

Eddie didn't want Richie to be alone now, and to be honest Eddie didnt want to be alone either. He didn't want a wall separating the two as they showered.

"Want to take a shower?" Eddie whispered to the boy, Richie shivered as he felt eddies hot breathe on his cheeks.

Richie smiled and nodded, he then reached past the shower curtain and turned the shower on. He turned back to Eddie and pulled the boy into another kiss as the shower heated up.

Richie placed his hands on the waistband of eddies boxers shorts and Eddie blushed.

The steam coming off the shower surrounded the two in their own world.

NO THEY DID NOT DO THE DO THEY JUST SHOWERED AIGHT
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The two now sat in eddies bed as Richie combed Eddies wet hair with a brush and Eddie went back to reading his book. He felt warm as Richie cuddled the boy in a blanket and breathed in the scent of the eddies hair.

"Hey I gotta go pee, I'll be right back eds spageds," Richie said as he stood up from the bed and left the room. Eddie missed his warmth as he read his book.

Richie walked down the fairly empty hallway to the bathroom. It was two lefts and then a right to the bathroom. He had memorized most of his floor already.

As the boy walked down the hall looking down at his own feet as they landed on the tile floor he heard a voice at the end of the hall.

"Miss me?" Patrick hockstetter stood at the end of the hall, standing directly next to the bathroom Richie was heading to.

Patrick was paler and thinner, being just let out of solitary confinement after two and a half weeks. Richie took a step back seeing the boys twisted smile.

The long, now deserted hallway Richie stood shaking as he recalled the last time Richie and Patrick ran into eachother.

Richie was the reason Patrick got thrown into solitary.

Richie was about ready to turn around and make a run down the halls when Patrick ran up to the boy and grabbed him by his collar.

"P-Patrick" Richie gasped out as the boy tightened his grip on Richies shirt.

"It's cause of you and your fag boyfriend that I was thrown into solitary for three fucking weeks!" The boy shouted as he spit on Richies face. Richie was terrified looking at the look in Patrick's eyes. It was nothing like he had seen before.

Patrick used his other hand to punch Richie square in the face, making the glasses snap in the middle. He released the boy and groaned in pain at his Knuckles that bled from punching Richies glasses.

Richie looked at the now blurry situation as he glasses laid on the floor in two and the area between his eyes was bleeding.

"You fucker!" He shouted as he ran to Richie.

"Wasn't my fault you decided to punch me," Richie scoffed and that just made Patrick more mad. Patrick lifted Richie up by the boys hair and he grabbed Richie by his throat and slammed him into the wall. Richies vision went black for a second.

Richie tried to kick at the boys legs but to no avail. He was too weak.

Patrick strengthened his grip on Richies throat and pushed it up. Richie kicked as hard as he could but Patrick kept tightening his grip on the boy, Richies face turning red.

Richie felt his feet leave the ground. Fear coursed through the boy more than ever as he eyes watered and his vision went black on the edges.

Patrick held on for dear life as Richie could feel his throat closing. Could feel his lungs collapsing.

He couldn't kick anymore. It was too much effect for the boy. He couldn't fight the grip Patrick had on Richie.

Richie could just barely get any breath to his lungs at this point. His feet now high above the ground. Richies hands fell to his side as he accepted defeat. Not able to have find the strength to push Patrick anymore. His vision going fully black and his lungs now empty.

Richie let out a finally gasp as he heard a scream in the distance. Very faint. But he could have sworn it was Eddie Kaspbrak.

Richie closed his eyes as he looked at Patrick's wide smile.