Losers' Club //Richie Tozier//

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I still remember her chilling footsteps.

Once Isabelle got home she walked upstairs and walked into her room; the only thing that escaped her room was a sharp gasp.

Her door flung open and I heard her angry footsteps coming towards my room. 

I smiled slightly as I pretended to be asleep. I clenched the blanket that laid over me tightly and waited for my door to slam against the other side of the wall.

But nothing.

I could practically hear her fingertips touch the door knob and her breath against my neck and hear her yelling boom through my room, maybe even get a bit physical. But nothing. Her footsteps stopped right in front of the door and they stayed there for a minute before turning back and walking into her room. Even her door closed softly.

I opened my eyes and looked around the dark room before sitting up and letting out a shocked breath.

What the fuck?

Knowing Isabelle she would of burst into this room screaming her lungs out. Not only because I went into the room that no one is allowed in but also because I completely destroyed everything in there. Her anger is bottled up and I don't think that's a good sign for anyone.

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It's been a few days now since the day Richie left me on my porch and I almost gave Isabelle a heart attack which she hasn't talked to me since.

I'm not embarrassed to admit it but I did cry myself to sleep a few times.

The feeling of loosing someone is unbearable. It wasn't as heartbreaking as loosing Jess but it comes a bit close.

Richie was like the light at the end of a very dark tunnel that seemed like it has no end. There's so much pain and suffering in my life and Richie appeared and made me feel like things were actually going to be okay. He made me feel safe.

I have the sister who went missing. Then the mother who went insane. The father who buried his sorrow by working hard and trying to maintain the family going. Then the other sister who doesn't care about no one but herself.

Richie made me feel better about all of this. He made me feel this warm feeling inside me that whispered to me that I would make it through the day.

I can't let someone like that go. I can't live with myself if I don't put up a fight to keep what I got left. I can't anymore, hell, I have to fight for what I have left in my life. I can function without Richie but I don't want to if he's not by my side helping me up every time I fall to my knees and cry myself until my eyes go dry.

I want Richie to be by my side.

As I walked up the doorsteps of this unfamiliar home I almost changed my own mind. But soon enough I followed through with my idea.

I knocked on the door four times before taking a step back and intertwining my fingers as I waited patiently.

The door opened and a familiar face appeared.

I smiled slightly, "Hi." I said quietly as I wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans.

"C-Cole... what a-are you doing He-here?" Bill stuttered as he opened the door wider.

"I need to ask for a favor... I'm in no position to ask for favors but I just need you to hear me out. Five minutes is all I'm asking for and after you can kick me the fuck out." I said as I licked my lips.

"C-come in." He said as he stepped aside, giving a clear path to walk through.

I was really shocked at how fast he responded. I'm guessing he doesn't know about what happened, "Thanks." I smiled as I walked inside slowly and looked around at the pictures that hung on the wall and the polished piano in the living room.

He stood there awkwardly as looked at me carefully, "w-would you like some w-water?" He asked.

"No thanks." I said as I looked down at my feet.

"C-come on." He said as he led to me his bedroom. Once I walked in he closed the door.

I looked around and admired his clean room. His bed was neatly done and his desk was organized to perfection.

"Oh, you have a pet hamster." I smiled as I walked over to where the cage rested on, "it's adorable." I smiled as I watched it run on its wheel.

He cleared his throat, "S-Stan likes t-to keep the circle small."

"I get it. I bullied you guys for years and all of a sudden I want to walk into you lives. I get his point of view, he thinks I'm all fun and games but I really do want to change and I really like Richie... that's why I came here today." I said as I stood in front of him while he sat on the edge of his bed.

"Is e-everything o-okay?" He asked as he looked down at the spot next to him, as if telling me to sit.

I sat next to him and played with my fingers, "something happened that day. It was my fault and I know that I fucked up big time. I fell into some old habits and I did something wrong, Richie saw and now he's not speaking to me." I said as licked my lips.

He looked at me a bit confused as he tilted his head to the side, "w-what does this h-have to do with m-me?" He asked.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, "I was thinking that maybe you could somehow get him to the arcade so I can talk to him. If I approach him he'll run away and get even more mad, after all he's so fucking stubborn." I sighed.

He nodded his head, "I'll He-Help you." He said as he licked his lips.

"Thank you." I smiled as I looked into his sparkling eyes.

"W-what Time?" He asked.

"3:00pm?"

He nodded his head, "I'-I'll get h-him t-there." He said.

I stood up from my seat and walked towards his bedroom door, "I know it's non of my business but is your stuttering getting worse?" I asked as I turned around and furrowed my eyebrows.

He shook his head side to side, "N-no... you just m-make me really n-n-nervous." He said. I raised an eyebrow as I stared at him for a few seconds, "n-no! Not l-like that!"

I let out a small laugh as I covered my mouth, "I'll see you later Bill." I smiled as I waved goodbye and walked out his bedroom.

I walked out of his very nice come quietly and began my walk back home.

Now I have a chance to get Richie back.

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