The Color Barrier~Reddie Au

Eleven

*Blood Warning*
Voices fill his head as his eyes drift close.

'Richie I know you can hear me, please wake up. I miss you. I miss you so much. Your jokes, your smile, your bright energy. I miss everything about you. We all do.'

We all do? What does that mean? Explain please, if you can hear me, please explain.

'Richie please, I miss you so much.'

The voice sobs, their small voice cracking. He's unable to tell who it is.

'I miss your hugs, I regret even letting you come with me.'

What do you mean? Please explain! Please!

'I miss you rich, please come back. I'll wait. I'll wait for you I promise.'

What do you mean wait? Please explain.

'I have to go rich, I'll see you tomorrow.'

Wait, please!

Richie wakes up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily. "Go to sleep man, geez." His roommate rolls over. "Shut up Victor." Richie rolls his eyes.

Slowly he stands up, feeling a bit dizzy.

The hole in his chest aching. Which he ignores.

He walks through the house with his boxers and a t-shirt on. He doesn't care. It's only him and Victor there. No one else.

He grabs a cup and fills it with water. Drinking the whole thing.

I feel bad, I shouldn't have treated Eddie like that.

As he walks his eyelids become heavy, like he's about to fall asleep mid-walk.

Everything starts to go in slow motion. He starts to fall, hitting the ground slowly. As he does everything turns white.

Pushing himself off the ground he looks around the room, no walls just a white place.

"Am I dead?" "No Richie your not." A familiar voice makes him stand up. "Eddie?" "What?" Eddie seems annoyed already.

"What's happening?" "I don't know, don't ask me." "Well you're here, how long?" "Every time I go to sleep." "H-Have you been hearing voices?" "No Richie I'm not crazy." He rolls his eyes as he sits there.

"How long do you stay here?" "As long as I sleep." "That sucks. It's like 5 in the morning. I don't know" "Of course you don't."

Eddie sits in the ground with his arms and legs crossed. Wearing grey clothes.

"Listen Eddie, I'm sorry. I was being a dick and I was acting weird. I don't know why but I was." He rubs his eyes.

Soon realizing blood is coming out of Eddies mouth, Eddie doesn't notice.

"Eddie your mouth." "Oh my god, Richie!" Eddie starts to squirm trying to move away from something. "Richie, help me!" His squeals turn into screams.

He rushed over to the smaller boy holding in his arms, not knowing how to stop the bleeding. "Richie, please help! Help!" He screams.

Richie starts to get overwhelmed. He hates seeing people hurt, especially friends.

Soon blood covers his hands and forearms, somehow splattering on his face.

Eddie looks up at Richie one last time before his body goes limp. "Eddie? Eddie wake up. Eddie?"

He lays the smaller boy oh his back and starts CPR. "Eddie please don't go, I'm sorry for everything I've said."

Someone starts to pull Richie away from behind, he squirms and screams for them to let go. Their grip tight and strong.

Finally he sits up. He lays on the floor in a cold sweat. A simple blanket lays over top of him.

"What the fuck just happened?"

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I've figured out a good plot line for this story so bet, this is my favorite part I believe.