"FUCK YOU!" richie cried out, voice breaking as he slammed the door to his bedroom. the boy collapsed to the floor, sobbing the headache out of his pounding head.
he screamed as something large flew at the closed door, surprisingly not breaking it, but heavy and big enough to make an extremely loud bang.
"AND DON'T COME OUT!" wentworth yelled through the door. richie tossed his glasses off to the side, as they were getting in the way, and he shakily tried to keep himself sitting up. his arms gave out, and he lied down as he cried into the gross carpeting.
it only took nearly thirty minutes for richie to move. he was still bawling his eyes out, but chose to follow through with what he had wanted since he was ten. peace. death.
tears dropped onto richie's phone as he pulled up the loser's group chat, just praying none of them would see it in time to stop him.
le losers clubo
box-eyes: i love you guys. a lot.
richie then tossed his phone to the side, wiping his eyes and picking up his glasses as he stood. richie walked over to his closet, digging out the bag that held the gun.
love agents for e
agent female: y'all see that too?
agent bird: yeah. i'm confused.
agent stutter: you don't think-?
agent female: i dont think he would
agent female: im just gonna call him to make sure. i'm worried 😭agent bird: it could be nothing? i mean, i'm concerned, just i don't want to overthink it. it's richie tozier, guys.
agent stutter: exactly. it's richie fucking tozier.
agent female: he's not picking up.
agent stutter: oh fuck
agent stutter: try texting himagent female: k hold on
bweebs >> wedgie
bweebs: richie, answer me, i'm getting worried.
bweebs: richie.love agent for e
agent female: nothing
agent stutter: fuck
agent stutter: @ed victimed victim: damn its bene a while since we've used this
ed victim: yes?agent stutter: can you read up real quick
ed victim: ok
ed victim: wait wtfagent female: yea
ed victim: im heading over there
agent female: be safe, and keep us updated
ed victim: okay
agent bird: eddie no, that's an invasion of privacy.
agent female: omfg stanley
agent female: richie could be trying to do something to himself, it's better to be safe than sorry. :/agent bird: why would he?
agent stutter: omfg 💀💀
agent female: okay look, i know damn well i am not the only one that has noticed a change in his personality/behavior lately. and he doesnt ever really tell us he loves us, only on special occasions, or to eddie bc they're literally dating. this could be something really fucking serious
YOU ARE READING
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Fanfictionrichie angst idk im just writing shit i come up with out of boredom. enjoy probably lots of tws.