City Boy - Reddie

Part 7

*Eddie*
"Guys, these are really good." I admit. I go to grab my second brownie but I stop. Suddenly, remembering my Mom's words. You're sick, Eddie. Sweets are going to make her sicker.
"Your Mom isn't here. Live your life." Richie whispers. That's all it took. I grab another brownie. He smiles at me.
"We should play spin the bottle or something!" Ben suggests. I look at the time.
8:30, pill time.
I excuse myself to the bathroom and I quickly take my pills. I start to put my pills away as I walk out of the bathroom but, Richie's there.
"What's that, Eds?" Richie asks.
"Um, nothing." I say. Richie carefully takes the pill bottle.
"Anxiety pills."
"I'm sorry." I whisper.
"Eddie, it's okay." Richie confirms. We leave the room. We see the coke bottle on the floor of Richie's room. I sit next to Richie, feeling the most comfortable with him.
"I think Eddie should start." Mike states.
"It's okay. You guys can start if you want." I say.
"Eddie, you go." Stan tells me. I spin the Coke bottle.
Please be Richie. Please be Richie. Please be Richie.
It lands right on Richie.

Uh oh stinky.