A Bully's Story- A Reddie Fanfiction

Chapter Eight

  It was Monday. Ughh, I hate Mondays. Like seriously, who's ever excited for Mondays anyway? I've never heard anyone wake up on a Monday and go "Fuck yeah, it's Monday!" Like what?

  I got up and I noticed that Eddie wasn't in the room. I grabbed my clothes from my side of the wardrobe (Eddie had cleared out some space for me to put my clothes) and laid it out on the bed. I grabbed my towel and proceeded to enter the bathroom, I twisted the doorknob and found out it was locked. I could faintly hear the sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

  I sighed, and went back into Eddie and I's room. I grabbed my phone and sat on the bed. I played on Twitter for a while before I finally heard the bathroom door open, "Finally! You take the longest showers, Eds!" I exclaimed as Eddie walked into the room.

  "Sorry, sorry, it's not my fault my mom makes me take thirty minute showers every fucking day. Now get out of the room and go shower. You stink." Eddie pinched his nose.

  I grabbed my towel and went into the bathroom. The shower was hot and steamy, just the way I like it. I finished showering and stepped out of the bathroom, only to be met with a sweet aroma of fried eggs and bacon. My favourite. I quickly got changed, putting on my short-sleeved Freese's t-shirt and my favourite black ripped jeans.

  I sped downstairs and Jack was sitting on the dining table eating his breakfast. Eddie came out of the kitchen holding two plates consisting of bacon and fried eggs. Eddie saw me coming and smiled at me, teeth showing. Oh that damn smile of his. I sat down and feasted. Believe me when I say I have never tasted such an amazing breakfast.

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  "Hey Stan! Whatcha doin'?" I surprised Stan as he closed his locker.

  "Nothing really. I thought I would just practice for my Bar Mitzvah next week." He sighed. He never really wanted to be a Jew. Mostly because Jews have a rule against gays. But as his father is the Rabbi and everything, he's got no other choice.

  "Oh shit, yeah, I forgot about that. Well, why don't we just hang out today. Just you and me, the two best friends? Whatcha say Stanny boy?" I bumped his shoulder with mine.

  "Still can't Rich, I've got a test today. Three in fact!" He rubbed his temples.

  "Who gives a shit about tests anyways! They're just pieces of paper that test our memory and say either we're stupid or we're smart!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands up in the air.

  "Sorry, Rich. I told you, I'm busy today, now can you please leave me alone!" He shouted. I was shocked at his response I've never really heard Stan raise his voice to anyone, ever.

  "Jeez, someone's feisty today, okay do whatever boring thing you have to do. I won't bother you anymore." I raise my hands up in surrender.

  I turned around to walk to my class when a fat kid carrying a whole lotta books bumped into me, dropping all of his books in the process, "Hey, watch it will ya fat boy? Next time I see you, you're in for it. What's your name?" I snapped my fingers, his name was on the tip of my tongue, "It's Ben Hanscom ain't it? Well, Hanscom, you better stay out of my way, or you're gonna get it." I warned.

  He picked up all of his fallen books, and scurried away quickly, "Pussy" I muttered.

  I walked into class and the day went by awfully slowly. It actually kinda felt like hell. School is, after all, Seven Crappy Hours Of Our Lives. After what seemed like an eternity, the school bell finally rung, signaling for the end of school. I grabbed my bag and made a dash for it, I didn't want to be stuck in this prison for the whole day.

  I met up with Eddie and Jack at the park. I treated them to some ice cream and we went to The Aladdin after that. We watched 'Ghostbusters', and it was a pretty interesting movie. I trudged next to Eddie whilst I carried Jack on my shoulders as we walked home.

  "Hey Eds, where're your mom and dad?" I've been living with Eddie and Jack for nearly a week now and I haven't even seen either of them once.

  "One, my dad's dead, Rich. And two,my mom left a few months after my dad died, leaving me to take care of Jack. You've missed out on a lot, starting with you not coming to my dad's funeral." He sighed, hands in his pockets.

  After awkwardly walking in silence, we reached the front steps of the Kaspbrak residence. Eddie fished the key out of his coat pocket and opened the door, kicking his shoes off and entering in. Jack jumped off of my shoulders and tiredly rubbed his eyes, he yawned sleepily and walked to his room, falling onto his bed and instantly falling asleep as his head touched his pillow.

  Eddie quickly changed into some boxers and a hoodie. He laid on top of the bed and closed his eyes. I watched him with quietly and wondered how God made this beautiful creation. I'm telling you honestly right now, but Eddie's a real big piece of hot stuff.

  He caught me staring at him as he casually asked, "Are you just going to stand there or are you actually going to get changed?" I blushed a deep beetroot red and went to change into some boxers.

  I laid next to Eddie and he didn't say anything. I know when he is sleeping and when he is awake because his sleeping rhythm is different, "I'm sorry, Eds, for not attending your father's funeral. I know I was being a bad friend, I didn't know why I didn't come. If I could go back in time to change anything, I would change that day so I could've attended your father's funeral.... Or make it so my parents don't die in that car crash." I explained.

  There came no reply, only small sobs. I closed my eyes quietly and hugged Eddie from behind, hiding my face between the crook of his neck. We stayed like that all night, even until Eddie quietly went to sleep. I would do anything to make this kid happy. Absolutely anything in the world.

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A/N Sorry guys, but my italics are being a bitch today. It was quite hard for me to type so I decided just to give up on it for this chapter. Maybe, next chapter it might cooperate with me. Thanks for reading my story. And if you guys have any ideas for this story, just comment and I might add it to the story. I think that maybe when this story gets to 100 reads, I might do a character Q and A. Idk, what do you guys think?
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Farhan 🐳