Losers' Club //Richie Tozier//

🎈18.🎈

-1 Week Later-

It was extreamly hard to hide my bruises and stitched hand from my dad. He works all day everyday but still, he always checks on me in the morning and night. I had to find a way to cover it so I just wore a lot of makeup. Then I stopped once my nose wasn't bruises anymore and my cheek was barley noticeable. My hand healed quickly but it still hurts.

"How can you fucking believe that?" Richie asked.

"Because there's no proof, it's all fiction." I said as i wiggled my toes In Dash's fur.

"Not even a little bit? I mean come on there's a possibility that aliens exist." He said.

I sighed, "Okay maybe, maybe they do exist. But why haven't we seen them?" I asked.

"Because the government duh." He said as he fixed his glasses.

"Okay fine, you win this one." I said as Scratched the back of my head, "um.. what about the world ending-"

"Why are we always in your house? Let's go out, let's go swimming or to the arcade." He whined.

"Have you forgotten that there's a fucking psychopath looking for us?" I asked, "not that I'm scared but I did smash a glass bottle on his fucking head so who knows, maybe he'll gut me alive!" I said as I blinked slowly.

"We can always just take off running-"

"Oh I have an idea." I smiled, "lets sneak out after curfew." I said, "we can meet by the old trail, and I'll take you to a hidden park, it'll be fun." I smiled.

He nodded his head, "oh fuck yeah." He said.

"Met me there at 10:00." I said as I stood up and helped him to his feet.

"I'll see you there." He smiled.

"I'll see you later frog face." I said.

"Bye smurf." He chuckled as he unexpectedly leaned in and he kissed my cheek gently. Without another word he walked out of my room. I stood there a bit shocked as I reached up to touch my cheek.

Sweet kisses.