Teenage Blue|| Reddie

Chapter Sixty Four- into the wolves den

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mike and stan stood in the basement doorway staring at levi.

levi laid on the couch with his hands laced on top of his stomach, looking back at them.

"i don't like this" mike shook his head and stan shrugged

"i'd rather him be as far away from eddie as possible. besides, he wore a blindfold the entire ride here, he doesn't know where he is." stan explained

"uh... you know i can hear you right?" levi cocked an eyebrow

mike and stan looked at each other and then shut the door, dead bolting it locked.

levi sighed and looked up at the ceiling. the room was clean and everything was neat. it was warm and actually pretty nice for a basement. there was one window high on the wall,  not wide enough for anything to fit through.

levi sat up and scratched the back of his neck, wishing he had company. he looked over and saw a cupboard in the wall. it was kind of behind a few boxes and there was only one in the whole room. levi got up and limped over to the boxes.

he looked inside of one and pulled out an old family photo. he saw stan, much younger in the photo, a pretty woman with curly fawn hair and a man with sharp features and darker hair.

"no way..." levi whispered to himself, looking harder at the man in the photo, "that's Donald?!"

levi had recognized him from a few deals his dad had made with him. hard drugs. under the table drugs that are hard to find and expensive to buy.

levi pushed the boxes aside and opened the cupboard, revealing bags of pure white powder and pounds of weed. even a few bottles with liquids. stans dad is a drug dealer... and doesn't know it.... levi thought to himself.

the patter of feet came down the basement steps and levi quickly closed the cupboard, limping back to the couch and falling on to it right when the door opened.

eddie peeked in and stepped in, richie behind him. he held a first aid and a water bottle.

"hi" levi greeted

"don't talk" richie commanded.

eddie went over to the couch and kneeled by levi. richie wandered over to a book shelf and began flipping through stans comic collection.

"i need you to pull up your pants so i can see it" eddie said quietly

"um... i don't think i can pull my pant leg up that far..." levi said back

eddie looked up at levi and levi felt his heart drop. he looked afraid. and sad. maybe even sympathetic.

"i have to take off my pants—"

"oh no you don't" richie said as he kept looking through comics.

eddie squirmed, "just— take off just that pant leg and cover yourself with a blanket" eddie got up and stood by richie

levi took off his pant leg and covered himself up, "okay"

eddie turned and went back to his spot by levi. he carefully unraveled the gauze on levi's leg and pulled the cotton pads off. levi winced in pain and squeezed his eyes shut, "son of a bitch—"