fools || Reddie

ch.23

strawberries
🌻 and 🌻
cigarettes

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—Eddie—

I sat criss-cross on my bed. Surrounded by my messy white sheets and fluffy pillows, the evening sun glowing gold against a pastel sky.

My lip began to quiver and my eyes stung with hot tears. I covered my face with my hands, crying into my hoodie sleeves. The familiar scent of strawberries and cigarettes filling me up, making me cry harder. I looked down at the Thrasher hoodie I was wearing, Richies hoodie.

I slid it off and looked at it, wrinkled in my hands.

How?
How could he of done that?
Why wouldn't he tell me before?
What made him that way?

I closed my eyes and pressed the hoodie against my chest and let the scent of sugar and smoke rings take over. I could almost feel his gentle touch on my face, his dark red lips brushing against mine... his arms around me... his voice telling me that it would be okay...

I opened my eyes, letting tears fall on to the black material. I laid it out on my bed and smoothed out the fabric.

My torso was bare, he must of given me his jacket the night before. I walked over to my closet and put on the first
t-shirt I found, my pastel yellow one. I changed into some black shorts and went back to my bed.

I picked up my phone, debating on wether or not I should call Bill. Ultimately, I put my phone down and ran my hands down my face

How is he?

That's all that ran through my mind. For this boy that killed someone, I couldn't help but wonder if he was crying like me. But the answer came clearly to me,

he's broken

I looked out my window, it was dark now. The sky turned different hues of blue and was speckled with stars. I walked over to my window and opened it, only to be faced with a messy haired boy with flushed cheeks and wide eyes

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💛luv my bb's💛

-grazer_boi

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