lovers rock || reddie

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NARRATORS POV

"Go suck on someone elses dick, Bowers, mines too long for your pathetic ass mouth." Richie spats.
"Oh don't even, Tozier. We all know your parents squabble around, seeing who can suck the most dick." Henry says sarcastically, earning a few snickers from the small crowd around them.

The two got into a fight afterschool, soon after Henry proposed the idea infront of what seems to be thousands of people in Richies eyes. Of course, he had to accept, or else Henry'd just beat him up right then and there, if he could anyways. Richie's social anxiety always has taken a toll on him. With his parents never being around, he started having to take care of himself. In the end, one thing led to another, causing him to be introverted and think the worse. Henry, of course, knows this feeling, but it had taken a toll on him in an entirely different way. After Henry never had a good father figure or a mother figure in his life, all he wanted was attention. Even getting a bit of attention from one person, all hes ever wanted was more, more, more. After all that, he became the reason people feared to go to school. Strangely enough, Henry thinks this is a good thing. His thought process makes him believe that the more people think about him, the more people will give him attention, which isn't entirely untrue. The two being entirely different, only having their parents in common, made them hate each other with a firey passion. And as they grew, the fire only burned, more, more, and more, yearning to be fed. And soon, the fire would find its wood.

"Shut the hell up, mullet wearing asshole. Do you ever get tired of being such an attention seeking bitch that you have to fight the fucking introverts? Pathetic, honestly. Can't believe you're that weak you have to fight the trashmouth to fill your garbage ego." Richie said angrily. Henry after hearing a couple 'ooooh' and a few giggles from the small audience fucking snapped. Henry threw a gruesome punch, causing the Richie to fall aback, his glasses taking a bit of damage.
"Fucking call me pathetic again and I'll fucking.." Henry says in a stern voice, trailing off when he looks at Richies face.
"Look who's fucking pathetic now, Tozier." Henry smirks, looking at Richies Tozier's dead eyes, shattered glasses, and blood seeping out his nose.
"Shit.. I thought I'd at least come out with clean bones.." Richie whispered, loud enough for only Henry to hear. Henry stood as still as a statue, realizing what he had done.
"Fuck.. my man won't fucking like this.." Henry whispered to himself.
"Then fucking make it right Bowers. Shit.." Richie said, realizing how much blood was dripping from his nose and onto his beige t-shirt.

Now, the one and only trashmouth who has a comeback to anything was panicking, trying to get the bloodstain out of his shirt.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck.. if I don't get this stupid stain out of my shirt i'll be as good as dead..." Richie thought, and after finally getting out as much blood as he could with the napkin in his pocket from lunch, he looked up at Henry, who was tapping his hands on his dirty ripped jeans, waiting impatiently for Richie to finish.
"Done yet, ya fuckin' twink?" Henry spat, causing the crowd to go 'oooh' and 'burn!!'

By now, the crowd seemed to be getting bigger by the millisecond, with some people recording the fight, and others texting friends. With this many people in the audience, Richie realized shouldn't mess up. No, he couldn't mess up.

Henry noticed the audience as well, but the thing he was worried about the most was people recording. He knew that if it got on social media, the police would see the video and his old man would absolutely kill him.

"Go on." Henry said.
"..W-what-?"
"Go on. Continue the fight. Let's see if your bite hits worse than your bark."
"I'm not gonna f-fight you, Henry."
"Why not, Tozier? When we were younger, you had no problem throwing rocks at my face with your little loser friends."
"Don't bring the losers into this." Richie scowls.
"You fucking coward. All you fucking do it's spit, never fucking fight anymore. You're starting to get boring, Tozier." Henry glared, getting louder with each word.
"Go fuck your dad, Henry." Richie hissed while getting up. "I have plans on fucking your mom later," Richie declares while walking away, the crowd shoving each other to make space for the lanky boy.

As Richie went through the crowd to find his bike and leave, he remembered he had plans.
"Shit.. I have to go see the losers later... they're definitely gonna see the video if it gets uploaded..." Richie uttered, getting a paper towel out of his bag on his bike, rubbing it on the blood stain.

Richie arrived home that day to an empty house and a sticky note on the fridge. The note read:

"Make sure to do the dishes and laundry Richard. I'm out of town today so if you need anything call that Marsh girl since she gives you food.
- Your father"

"Ugh.. again? Just say your out cheating or something, it's not like I would tell, jeez.." the rangy boy crumpled up the yellow note and tossed it in the trash can next to the sink and went upstairs to the bathroom to see the damage. When Richie went up towards the bathroom mirror, all he could see were the flaws. His glasses were shattered, which would explain his blurry vision, his nose was visibly broken and bleeding from the pure force of Henry's punch, and his right cheek was swelling up a bit, turning into a dark shade of purple. Richie took off his glasses, doing his best not to break them even more than they already were, and opened the small cabinet left of the bathroom mirror. Richie, while muttering quiet swears, found the cotton ball he desperately needed and slightly dabbed it underneath his nose.
"Yep.. definitely broken. Ugh.."

After fixing himself up for 20 minutes, he heard an impatient knock on the door, knocking every 5 seconds. As Richie rushed to get down the stairs, he grabbed the mask he used everyday during covid so he could at least cover the broken nose he despised.
"Give- give me a second!!" the dark haired boy yelled, grasping the blurry door nob and unlocking the entrance to the lonely house. As he opened the door, he stood there, stunned and mumbled,

"Hey Eds."

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(A/N: hello berries!! like the name i gave you all? if yall dont like it ill prob change it but the reason its my fans name is bc my user on almost everything is sharkberry so.. why not! you can call me ripoff richie, more info in bio. see you soon!! (maybe?)