[warning: swearing and blood. its fluff]
You and the Losers Club really never got along. You had your own group and they had theirs. You went on your own a lot and your friends worried since you already tried to kill yourself.
You ran into a ally trying to get away from Henry, it worked or so you thought. "finally i fucking got away." you were panting "i wouldn't be happy sweetheart." suddenly Henry grabbed you and pined you to the wall.
"what do you want! leave me alone! you already ruined my life once you fuck!" you screamed at him. "oh but babe i missed marking you" he then lifted up your shirt and grabbed a pocket knife. you screamed as loud as you could. nothing. you were losing hope. As he started craving a 'H' you screamed from the pain.
he dropped you. blood was everywhere, you were to weak to scream plus your voice hurt. "f-fuck you H-H-Henry..." you blacked out.
you woke up with someone shaking you, you could see a face. Richie. "(y/n)?! (y/n)!! wake up!" was.. was he crying? "please (y/n)... i haven't got the chance to say i love you yet.. you are so perfect i cant have you die on me." you opened your eyes and looked at him "I-I love you too Rich" you manged to make out.
His eyes lit up. "really?" "really." you looked at him with a bit of a smile. as you looked down you saw that you had bandages wrapped around the mark.
You put your lips on his. he was shocked at first but he kissed back.
End.
[Fun fact: i listen to 80's music when i write. also Cyndi Lauper is amazing like wtf.]
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FanficWill do all characters you can request Started 10/15/2017 at 12:19 AM