Wrong

This Is Why I Don't Socialize

Nobody:
Me at 3am: What if Benverly and Remily become polyamorous? Nah, everyone will hate it...won't they?

⚠ Dan ⚠

*Stan's POV*

"Dan...Dan don't do this, please..."

Great. I finally wake up, and immediately I want to be knocked out again.

Dan just smirked at me and pressed his foot down harder against my hand.

"Dan st-stop it," Richie pleaded. "J-j-just hurt me instead, o-ok?"

"Hmm, let me think about it...nope!" Dan laughed and kept adding pressure against my hand.

Tears pricked my eyes. Bev, Annie, Mike and Richie were staring at me hopelessly. Richie filled me in on everything, and now Dan's chained us to the wall so we can't try to escape.

My mind kept drifting to Bill. Richie said I've been out for a couple days now. Bill must be terrified...

I got snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a tiny crack and my hand started burning. More snaps and cracks filled the air as the pain became worse.

"Stop it, please!" I screamed at Dan. He just kept laughing.

Then he lifted his foot away from me. I sighed in relief, but that moment of bliss was quickly taken away from me. Dan smashed his foot down again and again, harshly and repeatedly.

Dan wasn't going to stop until my entire hand was shattered. Pain was rushing through my hand and up to my arm and shoulder. I was barely conscious as Dan's foot kept coming down on me.

"THAT'S MY FIANCEE!" I heard Bill scream and march down the stairs. He was followed by Emily, Ruby, Ben and a bunch of police officers.

"He is a dynamite, five-foot Jewish bitch and he's the best!" Bill tried to run towards Dan, but Ben held him back. Bill's face was bright red with anger and I could practically feel his rage.

The police officers stepped towards Dan, their guns pointed. Luckily, Dan hadn't brought any of his weapons down here. He spit on my face before backing away and putting his hands behind his head.

Ben ran to Bev, who was crying from happiness. Bill quickly jumped over to me and kneeled next to me.

"Are you ok? How much did he hurt you, why are you bleeding, did he feed you or give you water or anything, seriously why is there so much bloo-"

"Bill..." I cut him off. "I love you, but I need you to shut up. I need to go to hospital NOW." I used the last of my energy to say, then fainted immediately.

*Richie's POV*

"Where's Eddie?" I asked a police officer as he undid the metal chains around mine and Mike's wrist.

"He was sent back to the hospital after we found him about an hour ago. He told us where to go before the ambulance drove him to the hospital."

"Is he ok?" Mike asked as I rubbed my wrists.

"He will be. He seemed to not have any physical injuries that were too bad, considering he was here." The officer explained and turned to me. "Can you stand up?"

"No..." I admitted.

"Was that something Dan did?"

"No. Well, yes, but not something he did here."

The officer was about to respond, but Bill started screaming.

"Stan went unconscious!"

*Ben's POV*

"Bev..." I whispered and rushed over to her. She was holding her stomach, which had a lot of dried blood on it. Her eyes lit up when she saw me running to her.

I quickly undid the handcuffs Dan used to hold her to the wall and hugged her softly.

"Ben..." she cried softly, smiling. "I have to get to a hospital."

"What did he do to you?"

"He...he hurt the baby." Bev admitted with a sad smile.

"Wh-...what? What baby?" I asked, confused.

"Our baby. I didn't want to tell you yet...you knocked me up, you knucklehead."

I froze. I didn't know how to feel. Excited, because I'm going to be a father. Pissed, because Dan hurt Bev and our kid. Scared, because I have no clue what I'm doing. Guilty, because I don't even know if Bev wanted this.

"Ben..? You're spacing out, sweetie." Bev laughed. I smiled breathlessly at her and picked her up in my arms.

"God Bev, we're gonna be parents!" I spun us around, Bev squealing happily for a second before slapping my arm playfully.

"Ok Ben, put me down. I'm either gonna puke or pass out."

Right. We gotta get to the hospital to make the baby is still ok. And Bev, Mike, Richie, Stan and another random lady need to make sure they're ok too.

Suddenly, Bill started screaming.

"Stan went unconscious!"

*Eddie's POV*

I had been waiting for over an hour already. What if the police couldn't find the storage units? What if they did, but something went wrong?

I started to panic, which raised my heartbeat, which alerted the nurses. They came in and led me through some breathing exercises. I finally calmed down when I heard Richie's voice.

"Th-there's my perfect S-Spaghetti Head..." Richie smiled at me and a nurse helped him into the bed next to me. "Y-you saved everyone."

"Really?" I asked, starting to smile softly.

"Really. B-Bev's getting checked b-b-by the OB/GYN, St-Stan's getting stitched u-up, Mike's completely f-fine and Annie's r-resting," Richie closed his eyes and sighed. "Do y-y-you know how m-much I love you?"

I felt my face heat up. "You don't."

Richie looked over at me in confusion. "What? E-Eddie, I love y-you so much. I w-was gonna say th-that I love you m-more than I love y-your mom but...you actually th-think that I don't love y-y-you?"

"Dan said he loved me. And look at the mess he got all of us into. You don't actually love me Rich...you just feel guilty."

"Eds...I-" Richie started before someone burst into the room.

"Eddie-Bear!"