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Richie Tozier 💜

(This one is an Angst) TW! Abuse, alcoholic father, talks of suicide

"What the fuck is wrong with you! You can't do anything right can you?" Before I knew it I felt a big hand strike across my face and I feel to the ground. I hold my face and look up at my crazy father was fear as he kept on yelling at me about how bad of a daughter I am.

I felt him grab my arm and pull me up harshly. He yelled in my face and I closed my eyes praying for someone to come and save me from him. He slapped me one more time before throwing me to the ground and knocking the wind out of me.

I sat there laying on the ground trying to catch my breath when I heard a loud thud beside me. I look over to see a bag and my father standing over me. "Pack your stuff and get the hell away from me, I don't want to see your face in my house ever again." He said in gritted teeth.

I scrambled to grab the bag and get up and raced to my room to grab as much as I could. I didn't even bother folding anything as I threw clothes and other items into my bag left and right.

As soon as I finished I grabbed my bag and quietly left my room. This could be a trap I thought. I tip toed into the living room and saw he wasn't there or in the kitchen either. With that being cleared I quickly made my way to the front door and leaped out the door way and ran as far away as I could from that hell hold.

I ran until my legs were like jelly, until I couldn't breath, I ran until I got in front of my crushes house, I ran until I made it to the ladder to Richie Toziers window. I climbed it with the rest of the strength I had in me.

I knocked on his window begging that he was home. When I saw a light in his room flick on and him standing there. I sighed in relief as he came to the window and quickly unlock it and pull me inside his room.

"Y/n what are you doing it's 2 AM. What happened to you? Are you ok?" Richie bombarded me with a million questions and when he raised his hand to look at my face I made the horrible mistake of flinching at covering my small pale face with my arms.

I gasped the second I realized what I did I quickly covered my mouth with my hands when he gave this look of sadness. I didn't have to say anything for him to understand that my home life was shit. He pulled me into a tight hug and the tears that I have been trying to hold in unleashed and I began to drench Richie shirt with my tears.

It felt like hours until I was finally able to calm down and breathe. He never let me go and kept on reassuring me that it was gonna be ok, and that I was safe now.

"Y/n how long has this been going on, you don't have to tell me but it would mean a lot if you did." Richie said very calmly, I trusted Richie on my life and I knew I could tell him anything.

"This has been happening for about 5 years now after my Mother died in the airplane accident." I said while trying to control my emotions as he gave me a pitiful look. He once again gave me another hug and played with my hair to try to calm me down a little more.

"But Richie I'm scared cause, yes I know he told me to leave but I have nowhere to go, I don't have any relatives around here, I have no Money, and I know Beverly can't take me in cause of her dad. And I might have to live in the streets now an-" before I could finish my rant I felt Richie grab my hands and pull me closer to him as he kissed me deeply and filled with love.

We finally parted after a few seconds and my face was beet red after what just happened. He looked at me and he began to stutter of his worried ad he tried to muster up an apology. I only giggled and pulled him into another kiss by grabbing his shirt collar and bringing him near me again.

This time the kissed lasted for way longer and we only parted cause we needed to breathe. He looked at me and smiled his signature smile and I returned him a smile as well. After a while of us talking and Richie being a dork I finally was getting tired.

"If you want Richie I can sleep on the floor that way I don't disturb you or anything like that." I said while getting off of his bed but before I could move another muscle I felt him grab my wrist and drag me back onto his bed and into his lap he laughed at me at what I just said.

"Your funny Y/n but your gonna sleep in the bed with me and your not gonna sleep on the floor, your not an animal y/n/n" I giggled and crawled into the covers and felt him spoon me from behind.

I sighed for the first time in over 5 years I finally feel safe.

Ahh even though the beginning was rather sad this ending was so cute. 💕💕💕💕