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After school you saw Stanley walk up to you with a grin, "Uhm, yeah, Richie actually does like you, he just doesn't want to date for some reason. " You rolled your eyes, "Yeah, I honestly don't give a fuck. That note; who gives a shit? if he kissed me, oh well; yay."

Stanley sighed, "I tried to talk to you.", turned around and walked off. Suddenly Ben was the one to walk up with a bloody nose. Screeching, you wiped the blood away, resulting in even more coming off, "W-who the fuck did this?"

"Richie." His voice was faint and whisper-like, "He said something about me and you dating and that he wanted to first. . ." You were mad and happy at the same time, "Where's Richie at?" He shook his head.

"No, he already left home." Nodding you grinned, "I'll talk to him tomorrow in first period," You checked what time it was on your watch, "Bye, Ben, I gotta go."

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You sat in first period waiting for Richie to come; for once, you were the first one to get to first period. As soon as he came in, you sat up in your chair and turned to him as he sat down, "What the actual fuck, Richie? Why did you hurt Ben?" He groaned and turned over to you, "Don't you mean your boyfriend? Ben is your boyfriend, (Y/N), even Stan the Man knows."

"THAT DOESN'T GIVE YOU A REASON TO HURT BEN," You gulped, "We aren't dating. And even if we were, that doesn't give you a reason to hurt my friend." Richie grinned, "Your only friend."

"Yeah, because I thought I was dating you. . . You broke my heart, Richie. And you're still breaking it; into little ass pieces and when there's nothing left. . . Well. . . Oh no." Tears filled your eyes, "You fucked up my life, talking about my dad, hurting my friends, kissing me on a dare, but then saying that it's not a dare, leaving apology notes in my pockets and backpacks. . . I'm sorry, Richie, but no more."

He sighed and adjusted his glasses, "I'm sorry." You slammed your fists on you desk, both of them, "YOU REALLY THINK THAT IS GOOD ENOUGH?"

He stiffly shook his head, "No. I just can't think of anything sincere to say. . . I mean, I know what I did, but I don't know how to put the words together. . ." he sighed, "I'm so sorry, (Y/N). . ."

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