Reddie Nights

🔸Shot 82 ~ Regret🔸

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THIRD POV

Eddie stormed out of the house and walked down the street steamed. Richie followed close behind and grasped his arm.

"I hate you!" Eddie cried.

"You have no right to be pissed! Those assholes were all over you, and something worse could've happened if it weren't for me!" Richie argued.

Was Eddie this clueless?

Richie and Eddie had gone to a party together and although they entered the party fine, they left angrier at each other than ever.

Richie walked away for one second and went back to Eddie only to find another boy grinding against him. Richie tauted his jaw and back and crushed the solo cup in his hand, ignoring the liquid that spilt over his hand as he confronted the dancing two.

"Hey! Get lost, prick!" Richie shoved the stranger.

"Whoa!" the stranger stumbled.

"Richie! What the fuck!" Eddie protested.

"Eddie, stay there!" Richie ordered, and pointed to the unfamiliar boy. "And you, get lost! Don't fucking touch him! I see you with him again and I'll park my foot up your ass!"

The boy held his hands up defensively and scoffed before turning away.

"What the fuck was that, Richie!" Eddie yelled furiously, and stormed off.

Richie followed suit and the two proceeded to storm off outside.

"You went ballistic!" Eddie retorted.

"Eds, I was just protecting you!" Richie rebutted, but it was more than that. "Better me than your damn mom"

"Oh thanks, mom, as if I needed another one up my ass all the time, asshole. I'm not a baby! I don't need you looking out for me. I hate you" Eddie remarked spitefully.

Richie's jaw became taut and his eyes softened. He nodded solemnly and Eddie immediately regretted his words as soon as he spat them.

He was angry, yes, but not about Richie's protectiveness. In fact, he loved how Richie protected him. But this was different. Eddie wanted more.

Was Richie that oblivious?

His expression softened as soon as he read the hurt in Richie's glossy eyes. Eddie's eyes clouded with guilt and affection as he tried to apologize.

"Richie, I didn't mean-" he started, but Richie cut him off gently.

"No, no, you did" he said softly. "I know the last thing you need is another overprotective mom up your ass all the time...but I can't help it, Eds. If I lose you, I lose everything. Because I-"

Richie cut himself off and pinched the bridge of his nose gingerly.

"You...what?" Eddie queried quietly.