red | gordie lachance ✅

twenty

" I don't really miss my brother," Gordie admits, putting his jeans on before sitting in the sand. " I did at first. Then after a while, I remembered we barely knew each other. The only reason I missed him was that he helped my parents notice me." His fingers mess with the sand below him, feeling the grains against his rough skin.

" So you've hated me for no reason," Robert assumes, his voice dry and gravely. Dry laughter escapes the duos' lips, dehydration beginning to take a toll on their minds and bodies. Despite sucking the last bit of rainwater from their clothes, they're tongues still feel like the desert.

Silence passes before Robert jumps to his feet before yelling out, " We're so fucked!" His words bounce off the walls of the large well they're in. His laughter drowns out the words though. " What do you think happened to Chris?" he mumbles, snatching his jeans from the rock, not in the mood to wear his shirt.

" Probably got called out on his story being bullshit," Gordie sighs, getting up with a quiet groan. Robert can only create a curious look on his face. " We need to find a way out. Maybe we didn't check the entire cave." No other word passes their lips as the two walk around the cave once more, hoping to see something that wasn't there.

Robert does spot something, making him stop in his tracks. Gordie follows, a look of confusion across his face. " What is it, Red?"

" This rock moved," he states, grabbing the object.

" So what?"

" No I mean-" Red cuts himself off, pulling rock. Gordie's eyes widen, noticing a large amount of rubble being held up by that single rock. " Maybe if I...." he trails off, pulling the rock with even more force.

" Move!" Gordie screams, running and jumping at Robert as the rubble begins to fall.