Chapter 13

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HOMOPHOBIC SLURS

SUICIDE WARNING

EDIT: I had originally done a face reveal on this website when I first made the story, but I've decided to take it down because I think it was really stupid of me to reveal what I look like on a public fanfiction website.

anyway onto the chapter and sorry I know my writing is crappy and short. Also I might not upload for a little while because I have school exams in roughly a week and I need to focus on studying but I wanted to do a chapter or two. :3 )

Richie's POV:

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Why won't they let us know if he's okay? Did he break any bones? Is he even alive?

"Who's here for.. Eddie Kaspbrak?" A doctor had come out of a room holding a pen and a clipboard

"Guys! That's us." I say standing up and so quickly I nearly fell over

"Is there an adult with you guys? Because if you don't we're not allowed to let you in."

"Why? We're the ones that called the ambulance and if his Mum came I bet she wouldn't let us see him." Bev said making semi-eccentric actions with her hands.

The doctor sighed deeply before walking into the room and telling us to come

"Holy crap Ed's, how badly is he hurt?" I rushed over to the still unconscious and broken boy I know and love, even if he doesn't love me back.

"He has a fractured hand, a broken nose and a broken rib. Do I bother asking how this happened?" He said writing notes on his clipboard

(A/N: Nuu mah Eddie is hurt)

"Well, we found him lying unconscious but... Shit! I bet Henry did it, that guys a fucking psychopath." I say turning away from Eddie

"Henry... Henry Bowers?"

"Yeah that's him... Do you know him?"

"No, but he got arrested a couple hours ago for murdering his own Dad." I looked up at the TV in the room to cOnVeNiEnTlY see a news report about him and that it was 6 o'clock, jeez, we've been here for like 5 hours..

"Holy s-s-shit, I m-mean he s-s-seemed a b-b-b-bit crazy but to k-kill his own D-Dad? That's w-w-way past a b-bit crazy'."

"Well, I have to check on some other patients. I'll be back soon and try not to break anything?" He says starting to walk towards the door.

And after that, for a while it felt like time froze. Nothing was happening, there was barely any communication and even though Eddie was still in the same room as us there was still a void. We all felt it, the void. Nobody felt like talking, we were all just miserable. Bill was crying a little and Stan was comforting him, Mike, Ben & Bev weren't crying but they weren't fine either. I was the worst out of them all, I was off alone crying and sobbing with my thoughts. Parts of them were vengeful and angry but other parts were sad and implanted in my brain. Thoughts like 'Whoever the fuck did this to Eddie was going to pay' or 'Why the fuck did this happen to him out of all people? Why him, why him, why him!' (if anyone knows what movie that's from and who said it idk bragging rights.)

Those thoughts were spiralling in my mind drowning out any other sense of life because in these few moments, the only things I knew or cared about was Eddie, and only Eddie. While I was lost in my thoughts I heard the distant voice of someone yelling.

"Where is he?! I need to see him!"

"Miss please calm down. Who are you looking for?"

"My son! Edward Kaspbrak!"

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