Closed Rp with @inhaledlies|| Continued from here X
Richie didn’t know what to say back to Eddie, which of course wasn’t like him at all so it didn’t really help his case at all. It was still hard for Richie to swallow the fact that the Losers were slowly drifting apart....he didn’t want him and Eddie to end up like that. There was really only him, Eddie and Mike left...the rest had drifted away, moving on with their lives and education. He knew that he could rely on them for anything, but he still hid things....the things he saw with that stupid clown, what was happening now with those damn nightmares but most of all his feelings towards Eddie.
Richie didn’t mean to offend about his pills....he would usually tease them about them but it was usual in all good, Richie trash mouth Tozier fun. It was just...the very thought of unable to get away from that fucker absolutely terrified him. He knew Eddie really struggled with everything after the clown, Richie just hid away his feelings and put on a smile for the others, help them laugh instead of focusing on the fear.
Richie didn’t if he could just sink onto the ground in relief or in despair when Eddie just confirmed it was just his usual nightmares. He was relieved that Eddie wasn’t dealing with Freddy, but then again he was in despair because maybe he really was going crazy and he couldn’t turn to anyone for help in fear of thinking that he was.
It wasn’t anything new to any of them with having nightmares...the clown was pretty traumatizing to all of them. He could still remember like it was yesterday. Him, Bill, Beverly and Eddie were absolutely terrified when the clown was walking towards them. Eddie was screaming while holding his broken arm, Richie could remember trying to force Eddie to look at him and only him, not the clown because he didn’t want the last thing Eddie to see was the face of the clown.
Richie was about to brush away Eddie’s worries about the pact, that the clown wouldn’t come back, but he stopped himself because that felt like lying...at least to him. Then Eddie confronted him on the nightmares keeping him up, and he couldn’t help but feel bitter and pissed off the way he said like it wasn’t a big fucking deal.
“Yeah right, I wish these were fucking normal nightmares where I can just pop in a pill and fucking forget about it”Richie couldn’t help but snap bitterly.
“I go to a therapist they’ll lock me the fuck up with Bowers, what fun that will be right?” he sarcastically said the last part while he he started gripping his own wrist. The pain throbbing from the cut he woke up with started to burn and remind him that this might be real, it was still bandaged and hidden hopefully from Eddie’s sight.
Now usually he wouldn’t have snap at Eddie like this...it wasn’t in his nature to do that to Eddie but going on a week without a nights sleep and unable to talk about it made him a little pissy. Plus with his terrifying experiences in his dreams being brushed off really pissed him off, even though deep down he knew Eddie didn’t really know what he was experiencing.
He needed to go and cool off...Richie as usual, was making his case worse. “Listen I forgot something in my last class...don’t wait up...see you later Eddie” Richie muttered as he avoided his gaze, his eyes held mix of emotions such as bitterness, fear and hopelessness. He didn’t even realize that he didn’t call Eddie by his usual nicknames.
So before Eddie could reply Richie found himself rushing out of the cafeteria to avoid anymore conversations with Eddie. He made his way to the back of the school and went out the door, not even caring if he would get in trouble later.
The rest of the school day Richie was nowhere to be found, he had went home. His mom, Maggie Tozier, of course wasn’t happy to see that he cut school, but taking in his appearance and Richie telling her that he wasn’t feeling well, Maggie’s annoyance went away and was focused on taking care of her son.
Later on that night, Richie had told his parents goodnight and reassured his mom he would be getting rest, but once he got in his room he grabbed his night backpack and snuck out his bedroom window. He’s been sneaking out these past nights.
Richie headed to where he was staying up these past nights and that was in the Losers old underground clubhouse Ben had built them. It gave him the feeling of warmth, comfort and protection that Richie found himself secretly craving.
He was in the hammock, with a comic in hand and headphones on his ears blasting music from his walkman. Richie was trying to focus on the reading in front of him and listening to the music. Anything to help him not fall asleep.
The current song playing on his walkman was Every Breath You Take by the Police.
“Richie...”
Richie jolted slightly from the sudden whisper and the comic dropped out of his hand and flopped onto the floor.
His eyes darted up to see Eddie standing in front of the hammock looking at him. Richie wondered how he didn’t even notice him come down the ladder. “...Uh hey Eds...what are you doing here? I didn’t hear you come in” he murmured. But If Richie had been really paying attention he would have notice that the song that was just playing was now garbed and playing backwards.
“Because your music was playing so loud trash mouth” Eddie said with a soft laugh leaving Richie feeling a tad confused, was Eddie still mad at him for his behavior and storming off from him earlier today? Richie had avoided the other the rest of the day so he didn’t even know if Eddie had been mad.
“Look...I wanted to apologize for the things I said earlier today...” Eddie suddenly said which surprised Richie. “I don’t really know what you are going through and saying those things without thinking about the situation you were in I just made things worse...” he murmured and looked away from him.
Richie sat up feeling a bit panicked since he couldn’t stand when Eddie got upset like this, he preferred his yelling and ranting but never like this.
“ Hey, Ed’s it’s okay, honestly I was just a bit pissy “ he tried to reassure and give him a small smile of comfort but when Richie started to lean up and get close to Eddie by reaching out he was caught off guard when Eddie’s lips were suddenly against his.
Richie fell back into the hammock with Eddie on top of him. His face was flushed and let out a soft grunt in pleasure as Eddie was kissing him so deeply...it was like he was dreaming.
Richie places a hand on Eddie’s chest and pushed him up a little to take a breath, his face was still flushed staring up into Eddie’s eyes.
“E-Ed’s I-” Richie started but was stopped by Eddie’s finger pressed against his lips.
“shhhhIt’s okay Richie...I know, me too” he said with a soft smile before leaning down and his lips pressed up against Richie’s lips deeply.
Richie couldn’t help but feel absolute relief and happiness, he never thought him and Eddie would...be like this so Richie smiled into the kiss and started kissing back eagerly.
While Richie was making out with Eddie he was completely lost in the moment and didn’t feel Eddie’s hand slip up underneath his shirt. Richie then finally noticed something was wrong when there was a sudden rip tearing through his shirt.
Richie eye’s darted down in panic and saw a familiar knifed glove tearing through. When his eyes shot back up in panic he was now staring into the familiar cruel eyes of the dream demon, Fred Kruger.
Richie screamed and pulled back from the kiss”What’s the matter Tozier? Not your type?” he said with a dark laughter, pinning Richie to the hard floor of concrete.
Instead of the comfort of the clubhouse Richie was now in the familiar hot boiler room. Richie struggled against Kruger’s grip but his hands were bound so tightly and he was pinned underneath the burnt man.
“Wake up! Fuck Wake up! This is a dream this isn’t real!!” Richie screamed in fear and anger still struggling. Freddy just laughed in his broken dark chuckle, dead eyes gleaming with cruel amusement.
“Your in my world now bitch...get ready to have some fun!” Freddy said with a disgusting grin. His arm raised up and slashed Richie across his chest, making the boy scream out in pain as there was now a long cut slashed on his stomach.
Tears welled up in his eyes, god he was gonna die, this couldn’t be the way to die. But then...what would happen to Eddie? Would he be the one to find him? The remains of what Kruger had done to him?...That was all Richie could think about was Eddie.
Richie let out another scream when he felt Kruger slash a part of his arms, his blood splattering over the walls.
“Thinking about the boy who would never love a fuck up like you Richie? Don’t worry I’ll take good care of him after you’re gone” Kruger said with a dark chuckle and licked his lips.
"No! Eddie!!!’ Richie cried out in pain and thrashed more desperately.
