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Be Careful What You Wish For (Richie Imagine) Part 2

A part two to this was highly requested so here it is!

Trigger warning. Talk of suicide.

Richie's POV

I sat on the floor in my room holding the card tightly to my chest. This was all my fault. I need to make this right some how. I could only think of one person that I could go to to talk about this, Bill. I tucked the note in my back pocket and ran to my bike. I raced to Bills not even caring that I was in the middle of the road.

I made it to the familiar house and hopped off my bike throwing it to the ground. I ran up to the door and knock on it urgently. I hear the sound of feet shuffling to the door when it finally opens. "R-R-Richie? Hey, you d-d-doing any b-b-better." Bill says once he sees my face. I don't answer him. I just hand him the card. He looks at me puzzled but slowly opens it. I watch as his face goes from concern to fear to sadness. He looks up at me and begins to speak. "W-w-w-here did t-t-t-this c-c-c-come f-f-f-from?" He asked his stutter worse then usual. Well I don't blame him, it a letter from a supposively dead girl. "I told you. She was at my birthday party yesterday." He went to speak but I cut him off before he could. "I know. Just please, listen to me. I made a wish when I blew out the candles. I wish I want to take back so bad." My voice cracked as the last word left my mouth.

"W-w-w-what was y-y-y-your wish?" He asked looking at me intently. I took a deep breath, "I wished we had never met her. That we had never befriended with her. I just want to take it back." I looked down scared of his reaction. "You c-c-can't wish s-s-s-someone b-b-back to l-l-life Richie." I looked back up at him. "But you can try" I said sounding broken.(does anyone get this slight reference) After I say this I take the card from his hand and slowly walk to my bike. I know what I have to do.

I ride my bike down town on my way to my final destination. Along the way I stop at the grocery store and get a cupcake and some birthday candles. I had stolen a lighter from my dad so I didn't need one of those. When I finally pulled up to the gate of where I knew I needed to go I let out a shaky breath. The Darry Cemetery.

I hopped off my bike and walked it along side me as I started to look for her grave amongst the hundreds of others. Almost 10 minuets later I found it. Y/n L/n. I park my bike putting my kickstand up and walk over to the gravestone.

My whole body was shaking as I stepped closer. I stopped when I was directly in front of it and kneeled down. I looked at the engravement of her name in the stone. I pulled out the card she wrote me and set it on the grass next to me. Them I pulled out the cupcake I brought and placed it on it while I stuck a candle in it. I lit the candle and picked up the sugary treat. I began my new and final wish. ."I'm sorry I made that stupid wish. I'm sorry I'm such a sucky friend. I'm sorry I didn't see how valuable of a person you were while I still had you with me. I want to change everything. I wish you were still here. I'm so sorry Y/n." I blew out the candle and placed the cupcake on the card in the grass and got up to leave. It all I could do.

*Next day*
That morning I sprung out of bed and rushed to school. I had to see if my wish would come true. I needed it to. I was the first one to the bike rack that morning. No, I was the first one to school that morning. That was not something I've ever experience in my life. I waited. Bill showed up. Then Eddie. Then Stan. No Y/n. It didn't work. Why would it have. I made a dumb wish that I can never take back. I can't wish someone back to life.

I didn't listen to anything the losers said that morning because all I could think about was seeing y/n ride up on her bike with that bright cheerful smile on her face. Now as I sat in first period I was left to stair at her empty desk. I was constantly staring at the doorway hoping she would walk through, or to see her turned around in her seat to talk to me. But she wouldn't. She never would. I use to dread this class because she would talk to me through the whole thing. How I dreaded it for a totally different reason.

*End of that day*

All the losers are where waiting at the bike rack at the end of the day. I went to join them immediately putting my hands in front of my face to hide my tiered eyes. I've been drained from today. "Hey Richie how's your birthday been going?" Eddie's voice makes me pick up my head and look at him. My birthday was three days ago. What is this kid on? Before I can say anything though I feel, small hands on my shoulder. "Hey Birthday boy!" And excited voice says. Her voice.

I whip around and look at her as my mouth drops open. "You're here!" I pull her into a large hug. "You're okay." My voice muffled by her hair. "Yes, I'm here. And I'm okay. I woke up late and I had to get a ride to school from my mom this morning, I'm sorry I missed 1st period." She said with a small smile as I pulled away from her. I smiled back at her before saying, "It felt like I would never see you again." I then slugged my arm around her shoulder. "What's gotten into four eyes here?" Eddies said with a questioning look. "I've decided that I don't know what goes on in a persons life and that I have control over how I treat them. So I'm starting with y/n. She deserves it. Now shush wheezy." I said looking at him then at Y/n. "And he's back." Stan said starting to get on his bike. "I never left. I've just ummm more mature." I said leaving y/n's side and going to my bike. I would make today end different. I got a second chance, and I was going to make this one count.

Oh. My. Lord. Y'all loved this imagine! I'm sorry if it made some of you cry. It made me cry writing it. I hope this second part is just as good as the first. I wasn't sure if I should make it a sad or happy ending. I can do and alternate ending if you guys would wanna see that. Just let me know. I love you all!💜🎈