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twenty-eight

(a/n HOLY SHIT #7 REDDIE RANKING?? IM-)

Bill POV

I stood beside Eddie, my hands covering my mouth as I watched Mike jump into the water after Will. I whipped back around, thinking Beverly and Mike are still there. But to my surprise, they were gone. All that was left was the faint snickering coming from the woods.

"Wuh-we need to go down..!" I say to the two.

"Let's run then, I don't think it's a good idea to jump down in there." Eddie replies.

"O-okay."

We all then immediately go down a trail that will lead us to the water eventually. Twigs and leaves were constantly cracking from underneath our shoes and we jogged down the bumpy path.

Eddie was already panting, having to take his third puff from his inhaler today, which his doctor didn't recommend. He didn't really have a choice right now, so he did it nonetheless.

It has been about ten minutes, us almost making it to the lake until we ran into Stanley coming our way.

"A-are they okay??" I stutter.

"Yeah, they should be." He breathed out.

"Good." Eddie said.

"Where are they?" Richie asked, turning to Mike before adjusting his glasses.

"On their way home. To dry off." Stanley replies.

"We shu-should go too."

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Eddie knocks on Mike's door, moments later him opening it, giving us a small smile. We greet each other before going down to the basement where Will was seated with a towel wrapped around his shoulders.

"Hey.." Eddie starts and walks towards him. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I should be at least." Will says, looking at his hands which kept the towel around him in place.

"I'm glad you're oh-okay." I say, joining Will beside Eddie on the old mattress.

Stanley comes walking over too, sitting beside me and wrapping his arms around me while laying his chin on my shoulder. None of us really talked, so Richie, bringing up a conversation, decided to point us out.

"Okay, so you guys can cuddle, but you get pissed off that I put my hand on top of Eddie's?? What the fuck? How the fuck is that fair, you hypocrite?" Richie says looking at me.

"At least I didn't bully my boyfriend-"

"When did you guys start dating??" Mike asked, a little surprised. Will peered over at us as well.

"Oh, so it's completely fine if they're dating but not Eddie and I." Richie huffed.

"Richie, stop." I heard Stanley hiss at Richie.

"We were going to tuh-tell you all after Eddie was wuh-well and out of the hospital." I say.

"Why the fuck isn't anyone mentioning that Bill is throwing a temper tantrum just because Eddie and I are a thing?"

"Because it euh-isn't important." I say, rolling my eyes.

"Oh, so now it's not important, huh??" Richie fired back, anger lacing with his voice.

"Why don't you juh-just fuck off?? You've caused enough problems. Eddie doesn't deserve you." I snapped, the others having mixed expressions on their faces, well, from what I could tell out of the corner of my eye.

"Bill..!" Stanley pulled me back due to me drawing closer to Richie in an unfriendly manner.

"What the fuck did I ever do to you??" He shot back.

"Richie..!" Eddie whisper-yelled to him, loosely grabbing Richie's wrist from the matress he was on and was seated next to Will.

"Come into muh-my life- our lives..!" I slightly yelled.

"Guys.." Will sighed, burying his face a little into the beige towel, as if he were ignored.

"Bill, seriously, don't do this. Not after what happened earlier. None of us need the stress being piled on to one another." Stan warningly whispers into my ear.

"Fuck you." Richie spat.

"Wuh-well you know what? Fuck you too." I say. "Go home. Oh wait, you don't have one, that's right."

"Enough! I'm tired of all of your arguing. It's like no one even cares, like, no one takes the time to realize what just happened a while ago. Like that memory is easily being covered with this stupid fighting." Will says.

"Will's right," Mike says. "Fighting isn't going to make the situation any better."

"Well Bill being a fucking ass isn't going to make anything better either." Richie says.

"Richie!" Eddie hissed.

"I think Bill and I are going to head back home now." Stanley says, tightly grabbing a hold of my arm.

I give Richie a dirty look before Stan leads us out of the basement and up and out of the Wheeler's household.

(a/n whoops i haven't updated in like a month)