Forever please~ Richie tozier + Reader

Everywhere I look ~ day 2

Walking to school is hard.

I can't look down at the sidewalk because, that's were richie first decided to offer me a cigarette.

I can't look anywhere, to be honest. There's nowhere I can look at and not see it as we're richie used to stand.

My feet pound on the pavement.

When I get to school, the vacant locker teases me, sometimes I put my hand on the lock where his hand used to be.

In classes, I can barley keep myself awake while the teacher drones on and on about whatever she's required to.

The desk looks emptier than it should.

And finally, when my mom picks me up, we have to drive the rode where they found the car scraps along with his bruised, scratched body.

We get home and I have to go do my assignments, we used to do our homework together.

And finally, my mom would let me visit the hospital until 10. And that's the cycle of a week for me now.

Full of him,