cash in. (au story)

chapter 5; karen.

richie woke up startled once again, flinching up from another nightmare. he breathed heavily, and realized that his face was soaked in tears. looking around, he noticed the pharmacy. it was dark, but the light from the moon shone through the windows, offering at least the slightest bit of light.

richie swallowed hard, swallowing down the gasps for breath he took. he sighed, sitting up finally.

he was just relieved he didn't have to go home yet. he sat against the wall lightly, bringing his knees to his chest and crying.

kevin jumped awake hearing his father's voice yelling his name, sitting up and huffing.

"whaaat?" kevin yelled.

"quit being a fucking lazy failure and get out of bed!" he screamed. kevin rolled his eyes and plopped out of bed. "you have work!"

"i know!" he yelled back, sighing forcefully.

the door to his bedroom opened to his father, who kevin stared up at. "don't talk to me like that. ever."

"but you talked to me like that," he argued, crossing his arms.

"i am aloud to! i'm the adult. and i'm grieving," the man excused, causing kevin's head to shake of disbelief.

"i am too."

"she wasn't your wife."

"no, but she was my mother. she was my best fucking friend, and she was way better of a parent than you will ever be!" kevin yelped, pointing in his father's face, who began welling up in tears.

"i hope you're happy, kevin. i hope you're fucking happy."

"i wish you were the one that died that night," kevin said before shoving his father out of the doorway and slamming the door. he stared at the ground, tears pricking the back of his eyes. "jesus christ.. kevin.." he whispered, pressing his hands against his eyes.

he grabbed out his phone, lip slightly quivering. he wanted to cry, but hated crying.

kev >>> pain in the ass (richie)

kev: i'm not coming to work today, you're on your own.

pain in the ass (richie): bro

kev: have fun. don't miss me too much.

pain in the ass (richie): easiest task you've ever given me

kev: 🖕

pain in the ass (richie): go stick it up your mom's ass

kev: my mom's dead

pain in the ass (richie): what

kev: nothing.

pain in the ass (richie): oh- fuck, i'm sorry kevin
pain in the ass (richie): im really sorry for your loss

kev: it's okay, richie, chill

pain in the ass (richie): no i feel bad

kev: don't, you didn't know

pain in the ass (richie): yea but that's still an awful thing to go through, im so sorry. take the day off idc anymore i'll manage

kev: i was going to anyway
kev: but thank you, rich
kev: it means a lot

pain in the ass (richie): ik we're kinda enemies, but if you need to talk about it then im here for ya

kev: well thank you, also if you ever wanna talk abt yesterday morning or last night then im also here for you
kev: im not always an asshole