Richie x reader

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Collaboration with BethJane13
(F/f) = fav food
Trigger warning if your sensitive to this stuff please skip this chapter
(Y/n)  POV
Me and Richie were down in the Quarry, swimming and messing around. It was a hot summer day and all the other losers were busy doing other stuff. As I dived into the water, the coldness shot up my warm body, cooling it from the heated summer air. Relaxation calmed my muscles as I stayed under the water, curled in a ball with a soft smile on my face.

Then, my calm state began to fade as my lungs started to scream for air. Uncurling my form, I kicked my legs and swam up towards the surface, gasping as I hit the cold air. I greedily took it in, smiling as I heard the adorable laugh of my crush and best friend, Richie.

He didn't know about my feelings for him, but I didn't expect him to. No one knew about my depression because of how well I hid it, so it was quite easy to hide my secret love for Richie.

"You can hold you breath for a while, (Y/N). Are you sure your human?" He asked me, amusement clear in his words. I giggled slightly.

"Last time I checked." I replied as an idea popped into my head. "Hey, I have an idea." I said. A fake worried face appeared as Richie expression.

"Oh no, everyone run! (Y/N) has an idea!" He joked.

"Shut up Trash Mouth. Would you like to play a game?" I asked.

"Are you Jigsaw?" He asked. I let out an annoyed groan before rolling my eyes.

"Okay, okay, last joke. Go on. What were you gonna say?" He asked.

Letting out a kept in breath, I rolled my eyes again.

"I had an idea of a game we could play. We could see how long we can hold our breath for. If I can hold my breath for longer, you get to call me Alien for the rest of the summer. If you hold your breath for longer, you owe me (F/F) for the rest of the summer. Deal?" I explained. Richie thought about it for a moment, before a mischevious grin graced his features.

"Deal." He said. I smirked.

"Okay. One, two, three....GO!" I took a gasp of air and dove under the water, the cold rush gliding against my skin.

I could see Richie under the water as well, only his eyes were closed.

💧 Time Skip 💧

I had been underwater for ages, and now my lungs started to feel a bit of pain. I knew it was time to go up, but the water was bringing back too many memories.

I remembered my past. My family. The one who had caused my depression. They abused me, told me I was worthless, told me no one would love me. They were right. Richie would never love me back. Who was I compared to him? He was funny, selfless, happy and brave. I was someone who coated my sadness with fake aggression. My family were right, I deserved to die.

I felt my lungs scream for water, but I did not agree. I needed death. I allowed myself to fall to the ground, ready to drown. My eyes closed, and I felt the ground come closer. As death came near, I felt arms wrap around me and pull me up.

I woke up with a start, and a mouth on mine. The lips quickly moved away, and water chocked up my throat and put my mouth onto the ground.

"(Y/N)!? What were you thinking? You could have died!" Richie shouted.

"What would you have cared? It's not like I'm special!" I shouted back.

"YOU ARE SPECIAL (Y/N)! TO ME! I love you (Y/N), more than you think possible. You are special, and I know about your depression and your past! What your family did was terrible, but it doesn't define who you are. I will always be here for you, just like you have for me. I love you to the ends of the earth and back. Don't leave me, please." He shouted.

I couldn't contain my tears anymore. They burst out, and I felt Richie engulf me in a loving hug. As the tears stopped, I spoke.

"I love you too, Richie Toizer ."

After that day, we told the others, who were happy for us. Our lives were peaceful, and Richie helped me get revenge on my family. I gave my notice to the police, who looked at document and video tapes. My family was sentenced to jail, and me and Richie lived lives of happiness for as long as we could....

Ahhhh this girl though did all the work go follow her BethJane13  best writer ever

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