Athazagoraphobia [Richie Tozier]

5

"any new comics?"
richie asked curiously as he flipped through eddie's ever growing collection.

"actually i got a new batman one last week!"
eddie said excitedly.

"that's pretty cool."
richie answered in return, clearly lost in thought.

"kay, rich. what's up with you?"
eddie asked.

"huh?"
richie said shaking out of thought.

"well for starters you haven't said fuck, shit, dick, or the combination of the three for at least an hour."
eddie began.

"hah! well then you little fucking shit dick, show me this comic already!"
richie said.

0o0

"That'll be $7.32 ma'am."
the grumpy taxi cab driver said.

"So bloody expensive."
Mrs. Tozier mumbled going through her gaudy purse.

The drunk woman hobbled up to the door before opening the rusted knob.

"Richard!"
She said harshly, however there was no response to be heard, only the stale sound of a ticking clock.

"For fucks sake."
The woman grumbled as she lit yet another cigarette. She walked down the hallway to the door of her sons room.

"If you do not walk out this fucking door and greet your loving mother on the count of three you will regret it very much boy!"
Maggie threatened. Yet no response came from the crack of the door where it had been busted in several times.

"One."

"... Two"

"Three!"

And with no hesitation the silver heel clashed with the panel of wood yet again.

0o0

Richie sat up from Eddies floor with a cold sweat. He was panting hard and couldn't see a thing. He had a bad dream. The trash mouth peered through the darkness to make sure Eddie was still asleep before grabbing his glasses and shoes before climbing out the window. He needed some air.

He walked down the familiar street as the uninviting cold air caressed his body. What Richie dreamt about that night will remain unspoken. He swore on it. The lanky boy clutched his frame as the wind grew colder and colder, however he didn't care, he's felt colder. He didn't exactly know where he was going, he just needed to think. Minutes turned into hours and he was now seemingly on a street even he didn't know.

The darkness behind him seemed to fade away as a blinding light came closer and closer into view. Without time to think a blue Ford Sierra pulled up beside him.

"Richie! What on earth are you doing here at... 2:18 in the morning!"
A small lady at the wheel scolded.

It wasn't just any lady. It was Ms. Mann.

oh my gosh thank you all for the endless support on this story! I'm so so sorry for the long ass wait for a new chapter but I will now be updating regularly! -OGWW