𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 - IT. (2017)

Chapter 11. "🏳️‍🌈Richie🏳️‍🌈" blocked you.

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12:20 a.m.

~Richie Tozier~
After everyone left Richie's house, he couldn't help but feel there was... tension.

Or maybe that was the 5 cups of Fireball sloshing around his stomach.

'I wonder why Bill and Stan left..'

But before he could think too hard about it, Richie passed out on his bed.

~Rockie Tozier~

"Richie! Get your lazy ass off your phone and help me clean, goddammit! Wentworth is gonna beat our asses if he comes home to see this! MINE ESPECIALLY!" Rockie yelled from the basement, aggressively stuffing empty cups into a trash bag.

After a few minutes of mumbling to themselves, Rockie got tired of waiting for Richie and went upstairs to drag him out of bed by his hair.

Rockie stomped upstairs to Richie's room, only to see him asleep on his bed.

"Aww, he's so... peaceful..."

Rockie said, standing in the doorway of Richies room.

Then they positioned themselves to attack.

"RICHARD FUCKING TRASHMOUTH TOZIER WAKE THE FUCK UP RIGHT FUCKING NOW OR IM GONNA SHOVE ONE OF YOUR COMIC BOOKS DOWN YOUR GODDAMN THROAT!" Rockie said, charging towards Richie.

"AH WHAT THE FUCK-" Richie yelled, moving out of the way just before Rockie jumped to tackle him.

But instead of landing on Richie, they missed, landing on the floor.

"I need a minute, I landed on my
chains." Rockie groaned in pain.

Using all his willpower not to laugh at his sibling, he got up from the bed and adjusted his glasses.

"What do you want, homo." Richie asked, unamused.

"First off, if you and Urine dont stop calling me 'homo' I'm gonna fucking singe your hair off with a lighter." Rockie said, rolling their eyes.

"Fine, I'll stop, homo."

"I- Come here. No, come here- YOU THOUGHT I WAS FUCKING LYING, DIDNT YOU, RICHARD." Rockie yelled, taking a lighter out of their back pocket.

"NO!" Richie shrieked, his voice cracking.

Rockie spent the next ten minutes looking for Richie, who ran away, and was currently hiding in the washing machine.

"JUST FUCKING WAIT UNTIL I FIND YOU!"

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7:54 a.m.
~Richie Tozier~

Richie laid in his bed, deep in sleep, with a small piece of his hair burned off.
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His phone pinged with a notification.

~Stanley Uris~

Stanley had woken up a few minutes ago, but he hadn't made any effort to get up.

He was still upset.

He couldn't stop replaying it in his head.

Stan looking for Bill, finding Bill and Clove kissing.

'Clove knows I like him.. how could she...'

~Clove Byers~
~Cloves pov~
'Bill's gonna tell! I thought he liked me! The whole group is gonna hate me... I have to do something! I cant lose them! Its not my fault Bill was sending mixed signals!!' I frantically thought to myself when I got home.