"I Don't Need Help" //Reddie AU

28). The Beach won't go back to Normal

(Anxiety attack? Warning)
I personally haven't had one so I'm sorry if I mess up.

*Eddies POV
Stepping out of the shower I felt a cold rush in the hallway. Richie keeps it semi cold in the house I realize. I go into Richies room for some reason. I sit with a towel wrapped around my waist on Richies bed, I stare at the floor.

I look around Richies room. Silent enough to hear my heart beat. I let out a small sigh. His closet full of mostly darks and a couple bright colors. I grab a band t-shirt. Queen. Then I grab some pajama pants. Flannel red and black, to long for my short legs.

His clothes smell nice, like him and cigarettes. Minus the cigarette part. I sit back onto his bed, my head slams into the soft pillow. My shoulders relax backing my lower back hurt a bit.

11:50 am
I zone off, trying to fix the beach which has became a mess. My heart rate increases as my fingernails scratch at the covers underneath me. Tears sting my eyes as they roll down to my temples. I scratch at the covers more as my breathing speeds up.

Tears fall down to my temples faster as my back recoils slightly. I scratch at my arms. My beach won't ever be fixed.

Come on, pick up the mess. Now. Stop dropping stuff. Why won't the waves stop coming at me so violently? Where is everyone?

I start to sob. My lungs give out and so does my throat, I give a tired but painful scream. I tug at my shirt.

*Richies POV
11:45 am
Sitting in 3rd period I worry about Eddie. Mike sits in front of me. I tap his shoulder. I had already told our friends about what happened. "I'm worried about Eddie. I need to leave." My heart rate picks up a bit thinking about the possibilities Eddie could be crying.

"Mr. Tozier sit down." I find myself picking my stuff up. "I-I have to leave, I have a doctors appointment." "Fine go to the office." She continues teaching as Mike gives me a look that calms me down a bit.

11:48 am
I leave the classroom and walk out of the double doors. I walk down the sidewalk letting my mind push my legs. My eyes frantically look around.

I need to run. Run Richie Run. Go, go, go. Eddie is home alone. Go, HURRY.

My mind screams at me.

11:50am
My hands shake as I try to open my door. A heart stopping scream stops me at the door. I throw everything at the floor. The scream continues. My mind races.

Where is he???

I check in the bathroom, his room and the bathroom in his room. Another scream erupts. I run into my room. Eddie claws at his arms. He is curled up into a ball. Another weaker scream scares me. I had stopped at the doorway starting at him. My mind snaps back into reality, I rush to him.

Holding him in my arms. "Shhh it's okay, it's okay eddie breath." He claws once again at my neck. I hold him tighter as he gasps for air, not getting enough for him to breathe. His nails dig into my neck and back.

I don't feel it.

I kiss his head and hold him close, his breathing becomes normal as he clings onto me. "I had a feeling I shouldn't have left." I whisper kissing his tear soaked temple.

I start to lay him down, he clings back to my side. His body shakes. "Come on lets go the living room." I smile putting an arm around his back picking him up. His legs wrap around my waist and his head in the crook of my neck.