Secrets | Reddie Fanfic

Bill and Beverly

[Hey, before this chapter starts I just wanna let you know that it will jump from Eddie's P.O.V to Richie's in the middle, then return back to Eddie. It's very simple to catch when the changes are made, but I just wanted to warn you ahead of time. Enjoy and thank you for reading loves!!]

Eddie

Richie's phone rings for the third time, but this is the first time it actually wakes him up. I've been up for around thirty minutes, but I couldn't resist staying cuddled with Richie. Without opening his eyes, Richie grabs his phone off of the nightstand and answers the call.

"Hello?" His groggy, morning voice says.

The voice responds, "C-Can I come to Eddie's and p-pick you up? I was thinking you and I could have s-some guy-time since we haven't hung out alone in a w-w-while. Sounds good?"

Richie yawns, "I guess, I don't see why not. You can come now but I'm just waking up so I'm gonna definitely take a second."

"Alright, see you s-soon."

Richie explains, while cracking his back viciously, "Bill is coming over in a few. He wants to hangout with me, I don't know what we're going to do though."
"Alright, that's fun," I smile.

The door knocks a few times, so I skip down the stairs to answer it.

"Hey, Bill. Richie is still getting ready. I didn't know Bev was also hanging out with you guys," I greet.

"I'm not. I was just wondering if you wanted to grab coffee while the boys get food or something. Would you want to?" Beverly asks.

I shrug, " Yeah, that's good with me. I just have to get ready and shit."

Richie calls from the top of the staircase, "Billy boy! Is the lovely Ms. Marsh joining us?"

"No, s-she and Eddie are going to h-hang out."

The four of us all stand at my doorway, leaving me with an uneasy feeling. Beverly knows I like Richie, and Richie said that means Bill knows too. I don't make eye contact with anyone, and I make sure not to stand too close to Richie. All I can think about is what has to be going on in their heads right now.

The boys leave and Bev follows me up into my bedroom. As I get changed into a more appealing outfit, Bev roams around my room touching nearly everything. She inspects my drawers, school work, and everything that would be out of place, which was mostly because of Richie moving my things around.

"Hey, Eddie. What the fuck are these?" She asks, picking up the wigs Richie had purchased for the both of us.

I quickly grab them from her hand and lie, "Just from some stupid Halloween costume, they're nothing. What do you want to do exactly?"
"I don't know, we can drive around or get some coffee. Whatever you want, kid," She smiles, still examining my bedroom.

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We awkwardly sit across from each other at a local coffee shop she drove us to. Her sipping on her iced coffee and me on my frape. She giggles far too often, I know what is on her mind but I'm not going to bring it up. The place we are at isn't too crowded, but it isn't big either so it didn't take many to make it packed.

"So," She begins while swallowing her beverage.

"So?" I reply.

She asks, "Do you Richie share a bed?"

"Bev!" I whisper-yell, not wanting to have this conversation.

Beverly wanted to bond with someone who was seemingly feminine. She didn't have very many girl friends, all she knew was testosterone. I probably look like an angel sent down from heaven to her. I wouldn't really mind talking either, if it weren't for me lying the entire time. I'd have to pretend like I didn't spend the night intertwined in Richie's arms. As if the feelings weren't extremely mutual. Like I have a childish crush on my older sibling's hot friend. I didn't want to be someone I wasn't, but I had to.