Richie woke up bright and early to the sound of a door closing. "What fucking time is it?" Richie grumbled to himself as he leaned over to the nightstand to check his phone for the time. Oh right.
"Eddie?" Richie spoke as he sat up to rub his eyes.
No response. Richie looked towards his bed and noticed it was empty. "Where'd this lil fucker go?" Richie put on his glasses. He sat there for a few more minutes. "Holy fuck I'm so bored." He finally got up and decided to actually go to breakfast. He immediately regretted his decision. After looking around for a minute or two he seen Eddie and decided to grab the seat beside him.
Eddie rolled his eyes, "just because we're roommates doesn't mean we have to be friends and hang out constantly."
"Just because you're in a fucking mental hospital doesn't mean you have to be so bitchy." Richie immediately shot back, stood up and went back to there shared room.Soon his favorite nurse walked through. "Hey, rich, hows day three?" She asked sweetly. "Fucking peachy as hell. I'm living it up." He replied.
"Still sarcastic as ever. Where's your roommate?" She questioned. "Who gives a fuck? Can I get a new one?" He snapped back. "Richie, give him a chance." She pleaded. "I've been trying but he's so fucking.... UGH!"
"Please just cut him some slack. He'll calm down." She continued to try. "Gosh fine fine fine." He spoke, annoyed. "Thank you! Now, do you want me to go grab you some breakfast?" She smiled. "No thanks," he replied calmly. "Richie you're going to have to eat sooner or later." She spoke softly. "Later." He replied then laid down. She sighed loudly, "Richie.." He waved her off. Right before she stepped out the door he spoke back up, "hey! Wait, could I have visitors? I'm going to fucking lose my mind if I don't see anyone soon, seriously."She turned back around with a soft smile, as usual, "Yes! Come with me and we'll get it all set up!"
After getting everything set up, Richie returned back to his room and the smaller boy was back in too. "Great." Richie rolled his eyes and made his way to his bed. "You're not all the great yourself." Eddie replied. "Don't recall asking." Richie snapped back and sat down. "Don't recall asking if you asked." Eddie looked in his direction, but quickly looked back to the book he had been reading. "Real fuckin' funny, dickhead."
Silence fell over the room for around 20 minutes until Richie decided to speak up again. "I'd recommend getting lost tomorrow, got a friend comin' over."
Eddie looked at him with an eyebrow raised. "Seriously? You couldn't of ran it by me first? So I could've made plans with someone too or something?"
Richie laughed. "What the hell is so funny?" Eddie snapped back. "You have friends? That's just unbelievable!" Richie replied. "Wow, that is spectacular. Bullying someone who is already in a psych ward. You do know that you don't know why I'm in here, maybe it is because I was bullied, ever thought about that? Probably fucking not. You seem pretty full of your own self anyways." Eddie laid back and turned over, just to get Richie out of his sight. That boiled his blood. How could someone bully someone who has just been admitted to a psych ward? What kind of person does that?
"Hey, I didn't think about it. I'm used to play bullying my friends. I'm really sorry. You're right I don't really think that much. I mean, I've been smoking since I was 13, kind of stupid right? I'm stupid in general actually. I'm sorry though. I genuinely am, and if that is why you are here you shouldn't let people do that to you. You can obviously defend yourself pretty well. You've got quiet the mouth on ya." Richie spoke, and you could really hear how sorry he was. Which is not a common occurrence for the boy.
"Thanks for apologizing. That isn't what I'm in here for though." Eddie replied. "What are you in for?" Richie asked. "None of your business. I don't have that kind of trust with you." Eddie spoke with a stern tone. "Why not? It's not like you'll ever see me again after this." Richie kept pushing.
"Sorry, but no."
Richie sighed. "You are stubborn."
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Romance"You've got to be the most fucked up person I have ever met in my whole entire life, but I fucking adore you." TW: mentions of suicide, anxiety, depression, self harm ?, ED, etc.