Kicked Out || Reddie

Part 3

Sorry I really didn't know what to name this chapter, but I hope you enjoy!

Eddie POV
"I said... something... to my mom, and she and my dad both got really mad and kicked me out." Richie says between his sobs. I just look at him, not really knowing what to do. This is the first time I've ever seen Richie so vulnerable. This is the first time I've ever seen him cry. It proves that Richies not just Trashmouth Tozier. I've always known this, but it's still a shock to see.
"It's... it's going to be okay Richie." I say, trying to comfort him and really hoping that I'm actually helping and not sounding like one of those fake friends that just says that to make you shut up.
He gives me a weak laugh, probably trying to not sound like he's breaking, even though he clearly is.
"No, really... it is." I say, still trying to make things better.
He starts crying even more. "How is this okay?!" He asks me, demanding an answer.
"I... I... don't know..." I say, knowing I need to help Richie. I don't need to help him because he's my best friend. I need to help him because he always comforts me, always helps me, he always tries to make me feel better, even if I'm pouting over something stupid, and he's always there for me. Always. No questions asked. He's always there. No matter what. So now I need to be there for him. So I just let him cry to me, while thinking of everything I could do to help him.