miller's; richie tozier x reader

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[thank you for your support]

y/n

i ran. oh, save your fuckin' hate for later! you can't judge me! i was surprised, shocked. i couldn't say anything. i wasn't sad, i was happy. but i remembered how shitty he was and how all he does is play with my emotions.

in case you're wondering, yes, he did run after me. he gave up when i told him i wanted to be left alone. a real gentleman he is. i didn't want to go home yet, but i didn't know where to go, but, althea's house was closest.

i cried and cried to them for days that turned into weeks. it didn't get better and i kept coming back to althea's place at ungodly times to cry and vent.

so here i am now, after running to althea's home. sitting and crying in her room while she and bill try to cover themselves.

"of all the times you've come. tonight you came in at the wrong time." althea commented as i cried with my hands over my face.

"i-i know," i hiccuped. i hear her whisper something to bill as she got up, dressed herself, and left to the kitchen.

i lift my head up and look at bill in suspicion. "shu-she's getting h-hot ch-chocolate fu-for you." he got up and changed.

"babe? come help me bring these over, please." althea called over and bill left, leaving the door open. i saw althea take two mugs while bill took one and a plate of cookies.

they walked back into the room and althea shut the door with her foot. they sat back down and handed me a mug. althea looked softly at me as she plopped down onto the bed. "don't cry, y/n."

"y-you can alw-ways tell him yu-you want to come be w-with him." bill gave a sympathetic smile. althea hummed in agreement. i sipped my hot chocolate as extra tears made their way down my cheeks.

"i-i just feel like it's not real. i feel like he's just saying this but he'll end up playing with my emotions even more!" i sighed in frustration as i wiped off my tears.

"i hate him. i hate him! i hate his big doe eyes and his constant need to impress people. i hate his laugh and his soft hair. i hate how he's so tall and so beautiful and i..." i trail off.

"and you..?" bill asked, he and althea know where this will lead to.

"and you love him?" she asked in a joking manner. she smiles. she has mentioned numerous times before that richie and i reminded her of herself and bill.

"you love him, don't you?" she pushed again. "i love richie tozier." i whisper.

"I LOVE RICHIE TOZIER!" i repeat as i go running to meet my beloved bambi. my bambi.

i run like i've never ran before. i run to the barrens, the place where richie feels sorry for himself.

i stop running when i notice the empty spot where richie would be sitting. instead, i find a red balloon. no, not just one. ten, twelve, thirty, too many too count.

just kidding.

i find richie in his favorite spot to cry in. he's holding the padlock tightly in his hands as well as his tightly cradled liquor. liquid regret is what he likes to call it.

sipping and rocking back and forth, all while singing a song from the album we first bonded over.

"nothing ever lasts forever, e-" richie is cut off by my voice.

"everybody wants to rule the world." i smile at the boy as he jolted his head to look at me.