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8:30 a.m.
Sunday, April 21 Richie "Your house is so fucking boring!" I state staring up at the ceiling.
"Shhh! My moms home Richie." I roll my eyes, pushing myself up on my elbows.
Eddie locks his door, incase of Sonia barging in, "It's not like she hasn't seen me here before."
This time he rolls his eyes at me, sitting back down on his bed besides me, "Yeah, and last time she caught you, she threatened to put me on new medication. And i'm already feeling more weak from the meds i'm on now."
I sigh, feeling guilty.
I don't like what Sonia's doing to him. I can see that those drugs are hurting him, he's gotten skinnier, he's more pale. I'm worried.
"Just stop taking them. They're clearly harming you Eds." I sit up straighter, getting more serious, which I hate doing.
I look at his figure, his small shoulders slumping, "I know but, she's knows if I don't take them. She'll force them down my throat if I haven't, or she'll even crush them up and sneak them into my water or food. There's no way out."
He snuggles into me, I wrap my arms around him, protectively, "Just... throw them up, or something. I don't know, I just don't want you to keep hurting."
He pushes away from me, wiping his eyes, "I don't wanna talk about it."
I wish I could do something but, what can I do? Nothing, no one would believe me if I tried to say anything.
I wrap my fingers around his chin moving his face towards me. His eyes, nose, and cheeks are red. I can feel my heart break, "Don't be sad baby. How about, we go over to Bills, maybe Stans?" He doesn't say anything, all he does is look into my eyes, "We can get everyone together, go to Mikes'. How does th-"
Eddies soft small lips, shut me up. I quickly return the kiss, gripping his sides. He shifts besides me, moving over me so that he straddles my lap. Our lips move in sync, Eds hand moves from my face, to my hair tugging on my roots. I groan into his mouth, his hips rock back and forward, "Fuck." I hiss.
His lips move from my mouth to my cheek, moving farther down towards my neck.
I can feel him suck, I bit down on my lip, "Eds. Babe, we should go and- ah fuck."
His hands move down my chest to my pants. He pushes me down so, that i'm lead flat on my back, "Your moms gonna hear us."
He smirks, leaning down, "I don't care."
His lips lustfully kiss mine, than moves back down to my neck.
I feel cold air hit my stomach but quickly a small hand warms it, "Eds let's just... call everyone and we... we can go and do something... or something." His laugh vibrates against my neck, his hand moving back down to my pants again.
