soulmates~reddie

chapter eleven

!warning! Mention of death, cussing, slurs...

'You lied to me..'

Richie pushed past the doors, leaving the school. He kept running and running while he felt hot tears streaming down his cheeks. He wiped them away with the back of his hand and after a few blocks of running he started to slow down. His lungs were burning so he leaned with his hands on his knees to take a few deep breaths.

All Richie saw in his head was the picture off Eddie standing half naked in the boys bathroom, crying against Stan's shoulder, while his whole upper body was covered in bruises. Richie wanted to take Eddie in his arms and kiss every mark or bruise better until the brunette stopped crying and then he would go beat the fuck out of Bowers for what he did to his best friend...but Richie didn't. He ran away because he just couldn't deal with it at the moment.

When his breathing finally evened out and he didn't feel dizzy anymore he looked up and saw that he was just a few feet away from the police station. Something in Richie's head clicked and he started walking towards the station without even really thinking about it.

He pushed against the door but it wouldn't open. He pushed again and that's when he saw the words 'PULL' next to the door handle. Richie looked around to see if anybody saw him and turned red when he saw a woman from across the street staring at him. He quickly pulled the door open and walked inside.

He saw a lady sitting at a desk and hesitated for a moment before walking over to her. He started picking at a loose string hanging from his shirt and shuffled nervously from one foot to the other.

"How can I help you, sir?" the lady behind the desk asked nicely.

"Euuhm..euh..I- ...I'd like to report a murder...oh and abuse." oh god, now there was no way back, Richie had committed to this now and he needed to go through with it. 'For Eddie' he thought to himself.

"What's your name and age, sir?"

"My name's Richard Tozier, that's spelled T-O-Z-I-E-R, and I'm 18 years old."

"Okay, thank you. Someone is coming to talk to you, you can go sit down in the waiting area and when they call your name just go with them so they can hear you out, okay?"

"Okay."

Richie turned around and looked at the waiting area which was pretty emty except for one lady who was crying. Richie walked over to the area and went to sit down a few chairs away from the woman. When Richie let himself sink down in the chair it made a terrible squeeking noise against the tiled floor. This caught the woman's attention and she looked up at Richie.

"My boy..he's missing...they can't find him anywhere." she told Richie while she was trembling. Richie had a better look at her now and the woman looked so tired. She had bags under her eyes,  which were puffy from the crying, her eyelids drooped and her hair was a mess. She looked like she hadn't slept in days. Richie began to feel a bit uncomfortable by the woman.

"Euh..well, I hope that they find him." the ravenette awkwardly answered. The woman started sniffling again and her eyes started to well up. Suddenly a guy from around Richie's age walked around the corner while holding two cups of water. The woman was still blabbering to Richie, but he wasn't listening anymore, he was only focused on the boy now.

"Mom, leave the other people alone." he said in a sweet voice while handing his mother a cup of water and flashing a little smile to Richie. The spectacled boy smiled back and straightened his posture a bit. The boy gave his mom a hug and whispered something to her which made her calm down a bit.

He then turned back around to Richie and started talking to him, "I'm sorry that she told you that, the last few days just have been really rough for us. Oh, I'm Joseph by the way, but everyone calls me Joe" he said, while extending his hand for Richie to shake.

"Richard, but everyone calls me Richie. And it's okay, I didn't mind her talking to me." he told the boy, now known as Joe, while shaking his hand.

Richie's eyes wandered to Joe's hair to look for a streak, something that he always does when he meets someone new. He saw a lilac streak running through the boys hazel coloured hair and sighed a little bit in defeat.

He made small talk with the boy until he heard his name being called by one of the officers. He said his goodbye's to Joe, stood up and walked over to the officer.

"Come with me." the man said in a soft yet stern voice.

Richie followed the man into one of those rooms he always sees on tv. The officer closed the door behind him and motioned for Richie to sit down. When Richie was sat he went to sit down at the opposite side of the table.

"So kid, tell me about this murder. What do you know?"

"Well, I don't know much because I wasn't a witness but my best friend was."

"Who is this best friend of yours?"

"Edward Kaspbrak...he is also the one that got abused."

"Is it okay if we bring you friend in?"

"Eeuhm..okay."

The boy watched as the officer was scribbling down notes and then he called someone to bring Eddie in.

"Okay, so you weren't a witness, but what do you know about the murder."

"Oscar Bowers, he isn't missing. He was killed...by his own son, Henry Bowers, who is also abusing Eddie."

The officer scribbled even more on the paper and kept asking question after question and Richie tried to answer all of them as best as he could.

After the officer had all the information he could get from Richie he stood up and thanked Richie for coming in and reporting the crime. He opened the door and walked down the hall with Richie on his heels until they were back at the waiting area. The officer told Richie that he was allowed to go home. Richie started making his way to the door, when his eyes locked with those from a tiny brunette with an inhaler between his lips.

"Eddie.." Richie breathed out and wanted to walk over to the boy, but suddenly the officer was calling Eddie's name and walking him to the same room Richie was in just a few moments ago.

Richie walked out of the police station and checked his phone. He had a ton of 'where are you?' and 'are you okay?' messages from the Losers. He also saw texts saying that the police took Eddie to the station, but Richie knew that already. But the one text that caught his eye the most was from the brunette himself.

Eddie spaghetti🍝💕: I'm sorry for not telling you earlier..Don't do anything stupid, please. I love you.

"I love you"

Richie muttered to himself.

[A/N] I don't know how a police station works so if something is not right or something, please let me know xx