' 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫 '

they stood at the end of the hall away from me, but it was dark enough they couldn't see me from where i was.

but i could clearly see myra pointing fingers at him. and i could clearly hear her yelling at him.

i couldn't stand it any longer, but i knew i couldn't help, without a voice to tell her not to yell at him. eddie was a nice boy, he couldn't have done anything that bad.

i spotted richie standing by the stairs, and did the first thing that came to mind. i threw my pen at his head.

it hit him on the top of his head, and he looked up at me angrily. "what?" he asked, rubbing his head.

i only pointed at myra and eddie. only seconds had gone by since i saw them first, and she was still yelling at the poor boy, who's eyes were welling up in tears and back against the wall, telling her she was sorry about something bill didn't understand.

it only took seconds before richie saw them, and sprinted up the stairs faster than he had ever run before. "hey! what are you doing?!" he exclaimed angrily, grabbing eddie by the wrist and pulling the boy behind his back.

"um, excuse me?" she asked furiously, hands on hips. "what are you doing? leave us alone!" she howled in return, eyes flared at richie's. but richie didn't flinch.

i slowly backed away from them and towards the stairs, but close enough from where i could see what was happened.

richie turned around for a second, looking at eddie, his face facing my side, and i could see his facial expression, a new side of richie exploding into my view.

"eds, go downstairs." he ordered the boy, and eddie only nodded, walking by me without a glance up, and i could see him sobbing into his elbow, which was in front of his face. i wanted to comfort him, but i knew i wasn't the right person to.

i turned back to myra and richie, and i could hear richie yelling at her for something, and her response stuck in my head longer than i wanted it to.

"my last name may be winter, but i'll burn you down to bones if you touch my boyfriend again." she had him pushed against the wall, finger against his chest harder than i had remembered, teeth gritted at the boy.

richie only laughed, asking her how long it took to think of that, and walked away, giving me a small, 'thank you', before heading downstairs, probably to find eddie.

i went down as well, not wanting her to see me there and attack me next.

i didn't have to go to the bathroom anymore.

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big bill: where are you gays??

bill: *guys damn

beaverly: HAHA

beaverly: truth or dare

stantheman: that's not a place

stantheman: we are starting truth or dare in the living room.

ben: ^^

mike: ^^

richie rich: ^^

eds: ^^

bill: k cool

bill closed his phone, glad his friends were good at texting back right away, it tended to come in handy.

i entered the living room, glad nobody looked at me, and sat down in an empty seat on the couch next to stan, tapping his shoulder so he knew i was here. he smiled at me, making my insides felt all warm once again.

"mike, i dare you to have a makeup session with carol." bev laughed, and i didn't really look at mike reach over and stick his tongue down carol's throat, i gazed around the room at everyone.

eddie was sitting next to myra, and richie was on his other side. i swear i saw them holding hands. carol was on the couch next to stan and i, and mike on the floor, close to her by ben, bev, and continuing back around to richie, then me on the couch again.

"myra, truth or dare." mike said, and richie rolled his eyes at her name, as a small smirk grew on her face.

"dare." she let out, before turning to look at me.

"you... you flipped me off! you son of a bitch! you asshole!" she yelled at me, and i flinched, feeling stan's arm go in front of my chest.

"what's wrong with you?! he didn't do anything!" stan up-roared, standing up, along with her.

"eddie, tell me he's an asshole!" myra yelled, looking at eddie, pointing at me. this is all my fault.

"i... myra... i don't wanna be part of-," eddie started, but myra cut him off.

"tell him!" she screamed, and soon all the attention was on us. everyone staring at me.

"please, myra... just sit-," eddie tried to say again, but this time, myra grabbed him by the arm and made him stand up.

"hey, don't hurt him!" bev yelled at myra, but she ignored her, looking at eddie, angry.

"TELL HIM HE'S AN ASSHOLE! TELL HIM I'M RIGHT!" she yelled, stinging my ears, and i plugged my ears behind stan.

then something unexpected happened, that made richie push myra off eddie and pull the boy behind him like before, bev tackle myra to the ground, and everyone else stand up around them.

myra slapped eddie across the face.

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