Losers' Club //Richie Tozier//

🎈49.🎈

I slipped on some socks and quickly made my way out of my room. I ran down stairs and jumped on the couch as I picked up the house phone. I dialed Richie's number and waited for it to ring a couple of times.

"Richie residence, this is Richie how may I help you?" He asked in a sarcastic tone.

As much as I wanted to laugh I couldn't, I had to get straight to the point, "Richie listen to me-"

"No, seriously who's this?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes, "Cole, idiot." I said annoyed, "now listen to me, today-"

"Cole?" I heard a voice ask behind me.

I quickly turned around and saw Greta standing there with a robe around her body while squinting her eyes, trying to focus on me without the sunlight blinding her.

"I told you, you have the wrong number!" I yelled angrily as I hanged up, "someone kept calling." I said as I let out a sigh.

"People now a days are so stupid." She chuckled, "anyways, can I take a shower?" She asked.

Perfect distraction, "yes of course." I smiled as I stood up from the couch.

I heard footsteps walking down the steps and Isabelle appeared. If I thought her face was scary through out the day, it's worse in the morning, after she wakes up.

"Greta!" She cheered.

I felt my breath hitch in my throat as sweat began to form on my forehead.

"Izz!" Greta shouted as she ran over to her and embraced her in a hug.

"It's been so long, you grew so much." Isabelle smiled as she hugged her back.

"Where have you been? Last time we heard you were in Paris." Greta said as she pulled away.

"It's been a bit crazy." Isabelle sighed, "but I'm back, and it's so good to see you."

Like I said before, Isabelle was the mastermind behind our plans and Greta has the thirst for innocent blood just like Isabelle, of course they love each other.

"I'm going to take a shower but I'll be down in a bit." Greta smiled as she ran upstairs.

"Oh, I truly missed that one." Isabelle said as she looked back at me.

"Isabelle I swear to god if you say anything about Richie-"

"Woah, slow down. I came down here for a breakfast. You've peeked my interest though." She smiled, "mmm, if I tell her about Richie I wonder what would happen."

"Isabelle please don't, I've never asked you for anything before."

"Mmm, we'll see." She smiled as she pushed past me and went straight to the kitchen.

I quickly ran back to the phone as I picked it up and began dialing Richie's number.

"Good morning." Sally interrupted.

I swear, sometimes I want to kick her teeth in. I put the phone down once again and stood up, "good morning." I said bitterly.