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little heads up for this chapter that it will have abuse and talking about suicide so if you are sensitive to this topic I want to give you a trigger warning

Richie's POV (yes we going off text for a little hehe)

I turned off my phone laying on my bed sighing heavily thinking about Eddie. Just as I was about to get up to take a shower I heard the front door slam shut. It was my mother, she was drunk and screaming. At this point it was just another daily routine, lock my door, grab my headphones and try to drown out my shitty life.

10 minutes later I hear footsteps getting louder and closer to my door. Nothing can happen, my door is locked. Pounding. I start to see wood shavings on my bedroom floor. Pounding. That crazy bitch is about to knock down my door. I scramble to get up and run to my closest before she gets in, but it was too late.

"OH LOOK ITS MY FUCK UP OF A SON" I flinch and try to remain as still as possible hoping she would just leave.

"I SHOULD HAVE NEVER HAD YOU, YOU TAKE UP PRECIOUS SPACE AND MONEY. ITS NOT LIKE ANYONE EVEN CARES ABOUT YOU ANYWAYS." I start to feel a tear trickle down my cheek.

"IS THAT A TEAR I SEE? YOU ARE SUCH A GOD DAMN BABY YOU KNOW THAT!" Then I feel a stinging pain on my cheek. She hit me. That's when I loose it.

"Fuck you." I murmur. "What did you just say to me?" She inches closer. "I said, fuck you!" I say it louder that time. "Fuck you, fuck you, FUCK YOU." I start to cry, as she comes even closer to me and kicks me in the shin causing me to fall to the ground crying even more.

"Is there anymore you would like to say to me brat." I sit there sobbing holding my cheek and shin. It's bruised pretty bad, I think it's broken. I start to feel blood running down my cheek from her nails scratching me when she hit me. "That's what I thought." She storms out leaving me alone and in pain.

I sit there crying for another 5 minutes until I start to think about what she said. Fuck up, never should have been born, no one cares about you. It's all true, every word of it. I'm a compete fuck up of a person I can't even express my feelings or do anything right in my life. My life has been a waste all I do is take up people's space and time. And no one would miss me if I am gone. They would all show up to my funeral claiming they missed me but in a week I would be forgotten about or known as 'my friend who killed himself'.

Richie: stan I am so sorry

Stan: for what?

Richie: for everything

Stan: richie what's wrong

Richie: I'm a fuck up

Stan: no you're not, I'm coming over

Richie: no don't my mom is drunk and I don't want you to see me like this

Stan: fuck

Stan: god dammit richie what did she do

Richie: I need a new door now

Stan: she knocked down your door?? Did she hurt you?????

Richie: yeah, but i'll be ok soon, it will all be over soon enough

Stan: richie no, I'm calling the cops

Richie: don't what the fuck you know I've told you to never do that

Stan: yeah well it's never been this bad before

Richie: it's ok stan it will be over soon

Stan: richie I am calling you right now

*call declined*

Stan: RICHIE ANSWER THE FUCKING PHONE

Richie: it's ok Stan, I'm sorry if I was a burden on you but you won't have to worry about that anymore.

Stan: you were never a burden, you're my best friend, you're like my brother

Richie: tell bev and bill they were the best friends a guy could've asked for

Stan: no because you will tell them yourself

Richie: tell mike and ben I was glad I got to meet them and become friends with them

Stan: I'm pulling up to your backyard open your window and let's talk

Richie: and tell eddie...... tell him that I loved him, and I hope we meet in another life cause he's my ray of sunshine

Stan: open your window right now richie, you can tell them all this tomorow, in person

Richie: I'm sorry Stan

Stan: RICHIE PUT THAT FUCKING GUN DOWN RIGHT NOW YOU HEAR ME

*sirens approach*

Richie: STAN WHAT DID YOU DO

Stan: I WILL NOT LOOSE YOU RICHIE, YOU'RE MY FAMILY I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WOULD DO WITHOUT YOU OK. IDC IF YOU'RE MAD AT ME BUT AS LONG AS YOU'RE ALIVE THAT'S ALL THE MATTERS

Richie: you're right I am mad at you, and I won't be alive

*bang*

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