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6

Your head felt like it was running a mile a minute, you could not see anything clearly. You could see the outline of something familiar but couldn't quite make it out.

"What if she is dying?"
"She's not fucking dying, dumbass."
"Damn, if you're such an expert go check her out," after that it was silent for a second; then it continued, "I didn't mean it like that man. Just.. uh.. go help her."

Two fingers were pressed just below your ear for a few seconds. The cold fingers soon left, leaving your skin to create goosebumps.

"She's not dead, like I said, but she is obviously not okay. Maybe a concussion?" The voice was so familiar but you just couldn't think enough to recognize it. "Okay, Y/N if you could open your eyes for me that would be great." You struggled? but ultimately got your eyes to open again. A light was flashed in your eyes. "Follow the light with your eyes." The voice softly spoke.

The task was difficult, but with time you got it. The figures around you seemed to become clearer. You could recognize them as Richie and Eddie. Eddie was the closest he has been to you in years. He was just making sure you were okay.

"Hey, guys," it was all you could say at first.
"Oh my god you're okay! I thought you died!" Richie yelled at you and grabbed you close.
"Rich, you know i love you, but get off of me," you spoke back.

He jumped off, mumbling a quick "I'm sorry" while wiping his hands on his jeans.

"I'm really glad you're okay, Y/N. You just barely missed this table, but you did fall pretty hard. Do you have a head ache? You probably need ice," Eddie's eyes widened when he realized you needed ice. He jumped up quick, causing your head to bounce back on the floor. He had been holding your head up with his hand.

"Ouch, Eddie. A little warning would have been nice," You were only joking with him although it hurt a little.

"I'm so sorry! I forgot i was holding your head. Let me go get ice!" Eddie ran out of the room quick to grab ice. You looked over just to see Richie smirking at you. You made a face at him to politely tell him to "shut the fuck up"

"Okay," Eddie huffed out of breath, "I got the ice. You should probably sit up and put this on your head." Eddie walked towards you still struggling for breath. He hadn't run that fast in ten years. He took a knee on your left side and was reaching to help you up. As soon as your hands touched they were apart again.

"Eddie, what the fuck?" You groaned as you hit the floor, again.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened. Let's try again?" Eddie slightly smiled at you with his hand out.
"It's whatever. I've got it." You stood up and walked to a chair, taking the ice from Eddie's hands. You were quite annoyed with the fact that Eddie had once again made you hit the floor. It was like he was doing it on purpose.

"Jesus Christ, Eddie. Can you not hurt the poor girl for two seconds?" Richie teased Eddie.

Your mind wondered to where the other losers were? Why were only Richie and Eddie here with you when there are plenty of others.

"Where are the others?" You asked.
"They are looking for a place to stay. Mike didn't plan it all out," Richie spoke, half annoyed half informative.
"Yeah they wanted us to make sure you were okay though. You fell hard," Eddie laughed while scratching the back of his head. Nerves?

"How did I even fall?" You thought. Last thing your remember was chaos. So you asked the question out loud.
"We aren't even sure. The whole thing was the note with Stans name, I can only guess, put you into shock."
"Wait, Eddie, what? What note?"
"You don't remember? The one about Stan not being able to "cut it". You seemed terrified about it and then blacked out." Eddie looked at you with pure confusion. It reminded you of a time you were dating.

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"What do you mean you haven't heard of a slap bracelet?" Eddie almost screamed at you.
"I don't know I just haven't! Is it that big of a deal?" You asked. You didn't quite get why he was so confused. What even was a "slap bracelet"?
"Y/N, slap bracelets are like the key to life," Richie was informing you while simultaneously stealing some of Dylan's fries.
"Rich, you cant just steal my fries. That's not very friendly," Dylan responded to the attack on his friends.
"I never said that I was friendly, that's your fault for thinking I was, imbecile."
"Okay back to business, you've never seen or heard of a slap bracelet?" Eddie gasped towards you.
"Baby, I've already said no. How many times am I going to have to tell you that?" You laughed at his expression. He was looking at you with pure confusion, over a slap bracelet.

Next to you, you could hear Dylan and Richie's conversation.
"Did you just call me an imbecile? Can you even spell imbecile? Do you even know what it means? You're a fucking dummy," Dylan practically bullied Richie.
"Dummy? What are you 5? I know you did not call me a dummy. And yes, I know what it means. I'm not stupid, asswipe," Richie retaliated.
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"Why do you always look at me like that?" You asked Eddie.
"Like what? I'm just looking at you," he laughed.
"You look at me like I have two heads, you always have. Why?"
"Because you amaze me with some of the things you say. You remember everything, and know everything. But sometimes you remember nothing and act like you know nothing. It's strange, I don't get you."
"I've never understood you either, Eds."

HEY GUYS!! So i made this chapter extra long since i've been lacking in updates. Incase you didn't know, I am doing a contest to get you or an oc of yours in this book! See Mine to know how to enter!

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Destiny