𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝔀𝓮'𝓻𝓮 𝓭𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰

Chapter 08.

❝ i'm not weak ❞

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"what?" words• 4,066

the police lights flash red,
giving this sense of impending danger
when the night is calm and quiet.
it never lasts long.
it felt like the world stopped for a minute and nothing existed.
like this terrible news was just a bad dream and they'd wake up any second now.

Bill sniffles, "he's d-dead.." he sits up and looks up at the sky and closes his eyes; he had to be dreaming. but the hot tears streaming down his face were very real.

Eddie felt chills run through his body like electricity. it couldn't be true everything was fine moments ago. it couldn't be. there wasn't a thing on earth to make him believe that he would never babysit Georgie again, or watch his soccer games, or make special spaghetti with him. he couldn't be dead.

Eddie looked up at Sharon and Zach who stood at the top of the porch with an officer, weeping at the sight of their son broken down on the ground. "what happened." he had to know, and right now it was very hard to stabilize his anger and control issue.

Richie reaches out to grab his arm but Eddie yanks away and walks up to Bills parents, "what happened. tell me."

Zach and Sharon were aware of who Eddie was, nobody in this town wasn't. Richie watched as she looked almost afraid to talk to Eddie.

"someone found a... puddle..of blood by the edge of the forest," Zach cleared his throat and Sharon shakily held out a small red hoodie, Georgie's soccer hoodie with his last name on the back, blood stains and a ripped sleeve. Sharon looked a complete mess with mascara running down her face and she spoke quietly, "they found it.."

Eddie took the hoodie and as soon as it was in his hands he saw the splashes of blood on it. his hands began to shake and his ears rang. he felt like he was gonna pass out again as his vision became dark and his legs shake. he was just in the woods, did it happen right under his nose? could he of done something- anything?

"they... they didn't find him?" Eddie asks between sharp intakes of breath, his inhaler was in the car. "a body? skin?! hair?!?"

Sharon shook her head, "nothing."

Eddie looked up at her feeling a slight bit of hope. he handed them the hoodie back and took off sprinting for his car. there was a chance and he wouldn't let it get away. he found his phone and with shaky hands he dialed the number.

"what are-" Richie notices Eddies breathing and jumps in the back of the car to look through his bag for his inhaler.

"hello?"

"Dad," Eddies words came out shaky, what was he supposed to say?

"it's almost 3am! where the hell are you?"

"I need you to call your men and get to the woods. the cops are saying Georgie's dead and he's not! he can't be dad! he can't!" the gravity of the situation finally hit Eddie as he cradled the phone to his ear and began to sob. he didn't make a noise, he would never want his dad to hear him cry, but he couldn't stop the stream of hot tears dripping down his face.