Soulmates

Chapter 6

2 days
Eddie's POV
I'm waking to school. I really, really, really hope that Richie hasn't told anyone. I'm trying to keep my shirt away from my back, otherwise I'm gonna hiss and give away the fact that something is wrong with me. I really don't want that to happen. The school starts to appear in the distance. Great. My nerves and breathing starts to increase, my chest is lifting up and down. Another anxiety attack. The gates are right in front of me, yet I'm stuck in place. I can't move, I'm afraid. I suddenly felt a hand on my lower back and it took all of me not to scream out in pain.

"Heyo spaghettio" Richie says, his hand still on my back.

"Rich, get your hand THE FUCK OFF MY BACK" I hiss, yanking his arm away.

"Why? What's wro-," then the realisation hit him as he finally remembered the events of yesterday, "oh..." he whispered.

"Yeah, you think?" I said jokingly.

"Ed's, about that... what the fuck happened?" He asked, starting to go a little red with anger.

"Nothing Rich, just... tripped?" I said, the last bit like a question. I nervously scratched the back of my neck. He definitely knew something was up.

"The jig is up Ed's, there is no way you fucking fell. Have you seen your back? Or your whole upper body?" He said, concerned for me. Wait, he is concerned about me? Why do I feel so happy about that? I feel a slight blush come to my cheeks.

"Why are you blushing?" Richie asked me, pointing my heated cheeks.

"N-Nothing" I said, removing his finger from my face.

"Oh, okayyyy Bill" he said.

"I stuttered once! God, you stutter once and you are apparently a different person" I said to myself, rolling my eyes.

"Attitude much?" Richie said.

"Annoying much?" I shot back.

"Touché Edster" he nodded. Edster?

We got closer to our first class which we were both in which was biology. Honestly, it could not have been more boring. I'm not gonna ever need to know the difference between animal cells and plant cells, do I look like a future biologist to you? The class ends and I walk out wondering what I have next, and just as if it was on cue, Bill showed up next to me.

"R-Ready for g-gym?" He asked, holding onto the straps of his backpack.

"What?" I said, my eyes growing wide. Shit, I completely forgot that we had gym today.

"Y-Yeah, wait w-where is Richie? A-Are we gonna m-m-meet him and Stan t-there?" He asked, confused because I just had a class with Richie.

"Uh... yeah, sure..." I said looking at the floor. How am I gonna cover my bruises and welts all over my body? I can't skip gym, it will just be another excuse for a beating. I'm so screwed.

"LINE UP!" Coach screamed and blew the whistle loud and proud, most of us flinched, then got in line.

"Yes coach" we all said in unison. Suddenly, we all hear someone running towards the line.

"S-Sorry I'm late, coach..." Richie said, clearly out of breath.

"Whatever, just get in line," he said, pointing to the line I was in. He stood behind me as I was at the back, "now get in the locker room idiots!" coach screamed.

"Are you gonna be ok Ed's?" Richie whispered, obviously knowing about my back.

"I should be f-fine" I half smiled back, however on the inside, I was not fine. I was screaming.