Oblivious~Reddie

Chpt 36~junkyard

The school days on Monday and Tuesday dragged on for Richie, he just couldn't stop thinking about what Eddie might say at the junkyard. He was horrified, but also couldn't wait to finally know the whole truth.

But finally, the time had come. Richie was nervous, yes. He was shaking uncontrollably but he couldn't help it.

Richie was rushing out of school after his teacher gave him a 10 minutes lecture on why it's important to concentrate in class. He didn't really listen, he was just hoping that Eddie would understand why he was a little late.

"Eddie, i'm here. Sorry i'm late," Richie bellowed as hell finally reached the junkyard. But he couldn't see Eddie, he couldn't hear Eddie. Maybe he was late? Richie just took a seat on a tire that was laid on the floor, clueless about what was going on round the corner.

[15 minutes earlier]

Eddie was sat on his backpack, humming a song to himself. He was patiently and peacefully waiting for Richie to turn up until he saw a different person turn up, it wasn't Richie? It was Connor? Eddie couldn't believe it..

"Uh- Connor? What are you doing here-"

"Shut it," Connor aggressively cut in. "Come over here, i just wanna talk."

Eddie was shaking, too scared to disobey Connor's orders. So he followed him behind a big and abandoned car which was only slightly leaving the junkyard.

"What do you want?"

Connor smirked at the boy. "I heard you've been kissing Richie, is that true?"

Eddie gulped, his legs were shaking even more. Eddie was sat on the dirty floor, Connor was sat opposite him. Quiet close, it was quiet intimidating for the boy.

"N-no, who said that?"

"Richie did, yestedsay in the bathroom.. Don't you remember?"

"W-what? You was there?"

Connor laughed and slightly moved closer to the boy, this resulted in Eddie becoming even more shaky. "Yes, listening to your wholeee conversation. You two have quite the relationship.."

"R-relationship? We're not dating-"

"Yes but you kissed him," Connor spoke angrily, the tone in his voice was getting more and more angry each time. "Me and him only recently broke up, why is a slut like you coming and kissing him straight after?"

Eddie flinched at the name. Slut? "Was i really a slut," he thought to himself.

"I- i promise, i wasn't doing anything like that-" His words were suddenly stuck in his throat, he was unable to speak as he noticed Connor pull a pocket knife out of his jeans pocket. "Don't scream, don't yell. You're fuck buddy isn't here to help you, like you said earlier.. You didn't like him helping you.."

"I do but-"

"I honestly couldn't give less fucks Eddie," Connor smirked. "I'm going to give you some options.."

Connor was slowly moving closer to Eddie again, the knife was lingering down near his stomach. "Y-yes.. What are you the options?"

"First option, you let me do whatever i want with this knife," Connor spoke as he showed off his clean pocket knife. He sniggered and let out a grin as he noticed Eddie's shivering lips and his shaking body.

"Or the second option.. You let me do whatever i want with Richie."

"No, don't hurt him.."

"Hurt him? Who said anything about hurting him," laughed Connor. "I guess i should've made things more clear."

Connor leaned his head in so he mouth was lingering next to Eddie's ear, this sent shivers all over Eddie's body. Then, he heard a whisper from Connor.

"The second option.." He began. "I get to do whatever i want with him, sexual things. You know, you let me touch him in places."

Eddie began to shiver and tears began to roll down his cheeks and fall onto his legs. "No.. First option, i choose first option.."

Connor moved back and stood up from his sitting spot. He placed the knife back in his pocket and sighed. "Good choice, second option it is."

"Wait no! I said first, first option," cried Eddie, but it was no use.

Connor laughed at the boys useless squealing. "You leave Richie alone and let me do whateveerrr i want," he smirked. "Don't tell him, or i can easily let out your secret.."

"Connor, please don't-"

"Leave, now. Before you feel this knife pressing against your stomach."

Eddie ran off, quickly running to get home. He saw in the distance once he turned back, he saw Richie sitting patiently on a tire. He began to cry as he admired the previous boy. He needed to stop Connor.. But right now, he needed to leave. Before Connor did exactly what his cousin did to Ben.

[present time]

Richie had been sitting for about 30 minutes now, still no sign of Eddie. "Did Eddie forget? Did he purposely not show up? Was he lying to me this whole time?" Thoughts were lingering in the back of his head as he made his way back home, he couldn't wait any longer for the small boy.

He was getting inpatient.

And that's very rare when it's a situation including Eddie.