Losers' Club //Richie Tozier//

🎈17.🎈

After my visit with Dr. yang I ran home, yeah I fucking ran like I was on fire. The last thing I need is to be a treat for a fucking jerk that I knocked out. Especially if I can't defend myself with a stitched hand.

Once I got home I made sure to lock every single door in my house including windows; it's not like Henry would break into my home to attack me, but I rather be safe than sorry.

Once I heard the faint knock on the door I hesitated to open. I stood in front of the door for a few seconds trying to identify the million possibilities of who it could be.

I decided to walk upstairs and lock myself in my room. I sat at the edge of my bed and let out a small sigh.

"Cole." I heard a whisper as my window was tapped on.

I jumped really high on my bed and quickly turned around. I let out a relieved breath as Richie held onto the tree for dear life.

"Richie, what are you doing here?" I asked as I opened my window quickly, "Henry could be looking for you." I said as I helped him inside.

"I needed to check if you were okay, who the fuck punches themselves in the face?!" He asked as he pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose.

I chuckled as I pointed my finger at myself, "this crazy bitch does." I said as I walked over to my bed, "It's not broken or anything, and my cheek is fine and my hand just got a few stitches that's all." I said as I rubbed my eyes gently.

"Is it true?" He asked, "did you really have a crush on Bill?" He asked.

I shook my head, "it doesn't matter Rich." I said as I looked down at my shirt that was drenched in my own blood. Neither of us seemed to care about the fucking shirt though.

"It does, Because you keep protecting my friends and I. Is it because of him? Or because you feel bad, what the fuck is it? You jumped off a cliff for us, you knocked Henry out, you risked your friendship with Greta, why?" He asked as he intertwined his fingers.

I rolled my eyes, "It's the right thing to do." I said as took off my shoes and kicked them aside.

"Bullshit." He said as he walked closer, "why the fuck did you do it? Protect yourself, you're number one wanted on Henry's list-"

"I do it for you richie!" I said annoyed, "I do it for you, Okay? I know that you love your friends and they mean the world to you even though you'll never admit that..." I said as I reached up to touch my head as I tried to explain myself, "a-and I bullied and humiliated all of you for years and I can't anymore, you're my friend and I care about you. I rather have Henry hit me that him lay a fucking hand on you." I said as I took in a deep breath.

"Then show me Cole, show me that you care. Don't push me away by saying how you feel, don't fucking push things aside, let's talk about the kiss-"

"I can't talk about it because I'm fuckig scared." I said breathless as I rubbed my eyes again.

"Why! Why is it so hard!" He shouted.

My heart began to beat faster than usual and my knees became weak, "because I feel things, things that are too strong! After just one kiss I'm hooked an it sounds fucking pathetic but it's true, I want to keep you safe and I want to to just be with you but it won't work because people like me are never good people." I said breathless as I looked down.

"No you're not a bad person, are you fucking insane? Maybe a little. But no where near bad." He said as he embraced me in a warm hug.

I hugged back without hesitation and laid my head on his shoulder, "I can read you right through your dirty jokes and stupid voices." I whispered, "you're the closest thing I have to actual humanity." I said.

I'm a good person.