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twenty-one

Eddie POV

Unlike last time, I awoke to myself inside my room, curled up on my bed. But like I said, that was last time. This time, I wasn't in an ordinary bed. I was in a hospital bed.

I lifted my heavy eyelids open only to reveal Will sitting on a chair with his face in his hands, Mike rubbing circles onto his back and Richie beside Mike looking down at his fumbling hands.

The one thing that surprised me though, is that my mother isn't here. How long have I been here for? What even really happened?

Richie got up from his seat and quickly made his way towards me, noticing my eyes were open.

"Eddie..!" He said, earning the attention of the two others, them coming towards me.

"Eddie, are you okay..??" Mike asked clearly worried. "I'll go notify a nurse that he's awake." In which Will nodded and watched as he jogged out of the room.

"Eddie, can you hear me?" Will asked.

"Y-yes.." I mumbled. "What happened..?" I ask, resulting in Richie and Will looking at each other then back at me.

"It's not our place to say, we should let the doctor tell you." Richie explains.

"..okay-"

"Euh-Eddie!" Someone cut me off swinging the door open, allowing two figures to come into view.

"Bill, Stan.." I said with the slightest smile. Bill came over and gently put his arms around me for a very weak hug, trying his best to avoid the wires coming from my body.

"I'm back. The nurse will be here soon." Mike says, coming towards us. I slightly nod my head in response.

"Oh, and uhm, none of us know your mom's phone number so we haven't called home yet. The doctors might have found your past medical treatments and called from there though." Stanley explains.

"Okay.." I choke on my words, praying to God that she doesn't show up anytime soon. "Can I talk with Will alone please?"

"Of cuh-course." Bill says, motioning for the others to leave the room. Richie was the last to leave, looking over his shoulder before finally closing the door behind him.

"What did you want to talk about?" Will says, lightly grabbing a hold of my hand.

"Your question.. I never answered it.."

"Oh, it's fine. Don't wor-"

"I do." I cut him off.

"You do?" He questions, not knowing what I mean.

"I like Richie. I think- I think I'm in love with him." I admit. He slowly let's go of my hand and looks down the slightest. "I'm so sorry, you don't deserve this. You don't deserve me."

"I think I already knew you liked him. Whenever you saw him enter a room, your face would light up, yet you would be holding back a blush by looking down. Eddie, I notice these things. Honestly any blind person would know you're falling hard for him." Tears start to prick my eyes by his words.

"Then why..? Why didn't you say anything? Why didn't you do anything about it?"

"Because I knew that you were happy. I also didn't want to somehow ruin whatever we had, in case I was wrong about my instincts. I didn't want to see you hurt." Will said.

"I'm so sorry, that must've been painful for you. To watch me fall for someone else whilst in a relationship. You deserve so much better than this."

"No, stop saying th-"

"But it's true. You deserve so much more. William Byers deserves a fucking superhero."