hot stuff ☕︎ | richie tozier

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1 day until the snowball, thursday

ring, ring, ring

after three rings, steve picked up

'hello, this is steve harrington' I could hear him say

'hey steve, it's vic' I slowly said

'victoria! where have you been?! are you alright?' he worriedly asked over the phone, I could feel the protectiveness in his voice

'i'm with richie. but not why you think' I slowly began

'okay, i'll be at his house in two minutes, and then you can explain to me why you're not at school and spent the night at his house. goodbye' and with that, he hung up

'shit, richie'

'victoria, you'll be fine'

'maybe' I said as I packed up my things

richie had leant me a pair of sweatpants and his hoodie to wear

before going out to steve's car, I looked at myself in the mirror one last time

my neck, arms, and legs were littered with bruises

with a sigh, I kissed richie goodbye and opened the front door, walking out to steve, who had parked in front of the house

as I went into the car, I noticed that steve looked fine,

not angry, at all

'so, victoria mia. tell me what happened' he said, looking at all my bruises

and with that, I told him everything that had happened

'alright, victoria. and richie, thanks for saving her yesterday' steve said as he pulled into the school's parking lot

richie replied with a,'you're welcome' before we both got out of the car

we had lunch now, and decided to head to school anyways

as we walked in, I noticed steve was also walking in with us

'steve, why are you coming with?'

'I have to make sure you guys don't get in trouble for coming late' he lied,

i could hear it in his voice

me and richie walked in and headed towards the cafeteria,'wait, vic. I think we should find the losers first and explain to them what happened'

'alright' we got up from our seats and went out of the cafeteria, heading towards the back of the school where the losers always talk before lunch

halfway there, we could hear commotion coming from the hallways