. . . Sorry // Richie x Reader

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(Richie's POV for the whole chapter)

I know sorry isn't good enough; I just don't have to guts to say a sincere apology. Hell, I don't even know how! I wish have never done anything to hurt her, emotionally and physically. I suck dicks; I deserve to rot in hell.

Days have past and she never pays attention to me anymore, never looks at me, and never even asks to borrow a pencil. One time,  she didn't have a pencil so she went around the classroom and asked everybody except me for a pencil. No body had an extra one, so she didn't do the work and got a zero. She said, "It was worth it; I didn't have to talk to Trash mouth Tozier."

I am a motherfucking asshole who sucks tight-ass pussies and hard dicks. And I can't believe I was going to ask her out before our fight; she would of defiantly said no. "Fuck no, bitch." Is what she would say, because once again, I am a asshole.

She didn't deserve any of that bullying, in fact, I did. I hate myself so much. I just want to die in a fucking hole in hell so I can burn.

I am in first period, pretending like I don't care what's going on, laughing with Stanley about some stupid shit. (Y/N) looks like she is about to cry, biting her bottom lip. I want to comfort her so bad, touch her, tell her it will be alright, but it's too late. "Haha, just go ahead and cry." I said to her so Stan wouldn't get suspicious, "Yeah, goddammit, cry!" Stan laughed. I wanted to tell him to shut the fuck up, but I couldn't.

"Shut the hell up, fucker," She shot back, wiping her nose and sniffling, "Four eyes. . ." I pretended to roll my eyes and scoff, "Classic comeback, (Y/N), can you think of something else?"  She shook her head, "Just shut the fuck up, fuck face." She mumbled.

I started fake crying, letting out ugly moans and noises, sniffling, "W-why did you call me thatttttttttttttttt? Mhmm, wh-whyyyyyyyyyyyy-" She rolled her eyes and ignored me, looking at her desk, not saying anything at all.

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a rather long filler for you all ahahaha