If Words Told The Truth

A Death Wish🎈

<Saturday, 2:53 p.m, Richie's house>

"You almost burned to death?" Stan asks intrigued.

"Yes, just like you should've burned during the Holocaust." Richie replies.
(okay I'm sorry if that's somewhat racist?)

"K why do you always bring in my religion? It's not even funny." Stan says.

"Okay, Richie is exaggerating everyone, we didn't almost burn." I say.

"Well Henry should've, he's a fucking ass." Bev says.

"Ya know, I don't think that'd work since he's already a living, walking hell." Jake snickers.

"Well, y/n practically saved us!" Richie says.

"No I didn't." I objected.

"Uh yeah, you did. My hero." Richie teases.

"I-I found this in the m-mail today. From last n-night." Bill grabs the newspaper he brought over and places it on the worn out coffee table.

I scan over it, "A Jurassic Fire; theatre caught on fire due to alcohol brought in. It was spilled and someone dropped their burning cigarette, setting the whole thing to ablaze. Three injuries, no death toll... well at least there wasn't any deaths, but that theatre was packed."

"Well I'm glad I wasn't there, my lungs would probably give out due to my horrible asthma, even though it's not as bad as it used to be, but you never know." Eddie says.

"So what's new with everyone?" Stan asks.

"My book entry won the contest at the library." Ben says, happily.

"Fuck I'm bored! Let's go do something!" Richie babbles.

"Like what!? It's a crappy town, nothing ever cool happens!" Eddie whines.

"...we can go to the carnival." Mike suggests.

"No no no, there's clowns there." Richie refuses.

"Well there's nothing else to do, so man up because we're going." Jake says.

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*EDDIE'S P.O.V*

I watch y/n come back with blue cotton candy, gosh, she wears her smile like it's a loaded gun, she's very confident and she should be, she's just... beautiful.

We wait in line for The Drop Of Doom. "Hey! Give papa a bite." Richie takes a bite of y/n's cotton candy, he really has no manners at all. He has cotton candy on his lip.

"You have something there." Y/n points out to his bottom lip.

He wipes his lips, "Did I get it?"

No.

"No, here." Y/n carefully wipes his lips. Richie smiles. We all board the ride as y/n finishes up with her cotton candy. I sit beside her. "I'm having second thoughts about this now....is it to late to get off?"

"We waited so long for this ride!" Stan said.

"Here, hold my hand." I give y/n my hand to hold, and she takes it. The ride operator buckles us in and makes sure the barrier is secure. "We won't be up there for long, just a couple seconds." The ride slowly starts making it's way to the top.

"This is it!" Richie screams in excitement.
3...2...1...
The ride quickly goes down, but then stops half way through and we all jolt. I noticed y/n squeezed my hand tighter. I'm pretty sure the ride wasn't suppose to stop... I look down below and the ride operator is trying to figure out the problem. We all sit here.

"What's going on?" Y/n asks.

"Chill, chill, it's all cool." Stan says.

"Nope." I take a hit from my aspirator. Breathe in, breathe out. "Shit!" I drop my aspirator and watch it hit the ground way below.

"Don't have an asthma attack now, Eddie." Richie says.

"Not funny because I can actually die." I say.

"I hope Richie dies." Bill says.

"Okay, lets not have death wishes now." Richie implies.

We wait, and wait. The ride jolts again! Creaking noise comes from the ride. This can't be good...

Our seatbelts somehow unbuckle and I can't seem to re-buckle mine. Well, the only thing that's holding me in is this barrier. The ride quickly moves down six feet and jolts again. Then slowly makes it's way all the way down.
Thank god.

"Alright, well I'm not doing that again!" Jake says.

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The second unfortunate event in this book. Soon you'll understand what's going on in a few chapters :).
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