☆Stitches☆ Reddie

Chapter 8: Flowery Fields

Richie's P.O.V

"Ready to meet up with the losers at Bill's place?" I asked Eddie. He shook his head yes and looked down at his feet. "What's wrong? You've been really quiet ever since we got home from the hospital." I said as I threw on my black and white hawaiian button up on over my grey shirt. "Nothing, I just don't feel the best. I can deal with it though." Eddie said as he slipped into his chucks. "Are you sure? We can call it off if you want to. I don't want you sick and miserable the whole time." I said as I walked closer to him and threw my arms around his waist.

"Yeah it's not that bad I'll just take some medicine." He said as he opened the door. The wind is so crisp and cool. It's about six thirty and it's getting alittle dark. That's okay though we are going to build a fire. I got onto my bike and Eddie swung his leg over his seat. "I'm so excited." I said. "Yeah, me too." Eddie said quietly.  "Hey Ed's wanna race to Bill's house?" I asked with a cheeky smile as I sped up. "Not today." He said.

I stopped on my bike and Eddie turned so he could see me. "Why are you stopping?" He asked. "Umm... What's wrong?" I asked. "Nothing, Richie let's just go come on." He said and turned onto Bill's road. I sighed as I followed him to Bill's. "You guys made it!" Stan yelled. Everyone was already in Bill's driveway sitting on their bikes. "Ready to go?" I asked. They all shook their heads yes and they followed me to the field.

"Here we are. You like it Ed's?" I asked and his eyes lit up when he saw flower patches sprawled out across the open field. "It's beautiful." He whispered. "I'm so excited for tonight!" Beverly exclaimed. "Yeah so we should start building a fire and pitting up tents. Me and Ed's are sharing one. I know you guys brought your own." I said. Stan and Bill are sharing one and Mike, Bev, and Ben are sharing one.

"Hey I'm gonna put up our tent maybe you should help Bev with the fire?" I said. "Sure." Eddie shrugged and walked over to her. I took our tent out of my tent and walked over to Stan who was setting up his tent. "Hey." I said as I unfolded the tent. "Oh, hey." Stan said. "You excited?" I asked as I laid out some blankets onto the ground- Eddie hates dirt and grass. "Yeah... Uh, Richie can I talk to you about something." Stan said and took a step closer to me. "Oh no did your mom tell you about us?" I joked, Stan did his classic eye roll.

"This is serious Richie. It's about-" He was cut off by Eddie coming over and grabbing my wrist. "Richie I need helpppp." He complained and tugged at my shirt. "Woahh there calm down I'm coming I'm coming." I smiled and let him take me to the fire.  I turned my head back, "Be right back Stan." I said and he frowned.  When we got to the fire, I got onto my knees and Eddie hovered above the ground. "What are doing?" I laughed. "It's dirty." He said. "Oh, right. Sit on me." I said as I sat back onto the grass.

He was hesitant, but did so. He didn't sit on my dick like usual so that's strange. "Mmm Ed's maybe you should scoot back alittle." I said quietly. "No, they are all here." He said and I sighed.
"No fun. Anyways, what do you need help with?" I asked. "Well Bill, and Bev are all helping Ben and Mike set up their tent so I was left to do the fire. I don't know how..." Eddie said. "Okay, let me do it babe. Don't worry about it." I said and stood up. I got the fire started faster than he had asked for help.

"I'm going to go set up our tent, okay? You should stay here and get warm." I said as I watched him rub his arms. It's getting a little chilly since it's darker. "You should stay with me- please." Eddie said. I grabbed Eddie's hand and helped him onto a nearby log. "Here, this way you wont get dirty. Just chill over here. Our tent needs to get done some how." I said and kissed his forehead. "Wait before you go... Can you umm, tell Stan to come over here for a uh second." He asked. "Sure, I'll tell him." I said.

I walked over to Stan who was already finished with his tent and he was working on getting me and Eddie's up. "Hey, Eddie wants you." I said. "Ugh that little shit. He's just coming up with excuses first he drags you away when I try talking to you how he's trying to get me away from you." Stan rolled his eyes. "What are you talking about?" I asked as I helped him finish up my tent. "He's keeping something from you." Stan blurted. "Wait what?" I said and felt my heart break alittle.