(A/N: Okay so this fanart is adorable af I need it. Also me uploading a chapter on time? Never heard of her. But I'm actually "on schedule" for this chapter wooot!!)
Ngl this chapter is sorta cringy so read at your own discretion I guess. :)
Eddie's POV:
Why him? Why Richie of all people? Why am I upset about this? I like h- Love him! Okay just shut up and do it Eddie, it's alright. Just, don't start making out with him, shouldn't be too hard, right?
"I-uh.. I don't know guys.."
"Haha, C'mon Ed's! Don't be a pussy about it!"
Shit shit shit uhhh what do I do what do I do ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh shit fuck shit fuck shiiiiiiiiit
"I- I'm not being a pussy I just-"
You know what fuck it
"What is it Ed's? C'monnnnn I'm waitingggg I don't have all-"
"Just shut up and kiss me" I say quickly and quietly before rushing in and slamming my lips against his, it felt like there were fireworks streaming down my body for the brief few moments we had before I pulled myself away making sure I didn't begin to make out with him even though I really wanted to...
"Holy shit Ed's, that was really unexpected." Richie says while adjusting his glasses
"Yeah, didn't think you'd actually do it." Bev says
"I told you guys, I wasn't being a fucking pussy." That comment made everyone begin laughing and after that Stan asked if we should pause the game to get something to eat, but that's when I... changed? Part of me was starving and I would be happy to eat everything in his house but the other part looked down and saw how fat I was looking, weren't those stupid pills supposed help make me skinnier, not fatter. Wait shit, what the fuck am I thinking?! I was skinny to begin with! Shit.. what were the side effects of these pills..
"Uh guys, I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick." I say standing up
"Okay, don't take too long or Bill will steal all the food." Richie says as Bill gives him a death glare
"F-F-Fuck off R-Richie!"
Okay, let's see...
If taken improperly, some side effects may include...
Headache, Nausea, Vomiting, Exhaustion, Hallucinations or Physical changes?.. That can cause harm to self from mental- wait.. MENTAL CHANGES?? What the fuck?! Why would anyone make pills that can make you anorexic or some shit like that? I looked up from the bottle to see myself, but it wasn't normal. At all. My arms looked like sticks and when I lifted my shirt up I could see my fucking ribs, but when I shut my eyes and opened them again my stomach looked like it was popping out of my shirt.
"Fucking holy shit!" I yell staring at myself
'Okay um fuck, it's not real, it's just a hallucination stop imagining it for fucks sake!'
"Eddie?" I hear a voice yell but couldn't pay attention to it, the hallucinations were just getting worse, I was looking like shit and I kept hearing my mum's voice all around me, I couldn't escape it. I was trapped in my own hell.
"Ed's? Are you okay?" Fucking hell Eddie, just ask for help! Just get Richie or anyone to help you! Stop imagining it all!
"I.. I need more..." I say looking at myself and then to the pill bottle,
What the fuck is happening? It felt like... the hallucinations were making me talk in a way? Who the fuck does shit like this?
"I.. Need... More..." My open hand was almost forcefully moving to the bottle and I wanted to stop, I NEEDED to stop, but I couldn't..
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Fate~ (Reddie Fan Fic)
FanfictionEDIT: I looked back on this story a few years after I wrote it and MY GOD is it bad- prepare yourselves Hey! This is my first story and I know it will probably be bad anyway but I felt like writing one! "Who the fuck are you?" "I'm Eddie, who are yo...
