Reddie Love ❤

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* Four hours earlier, Richie's home *

"Why is a guy coming over here?!" Melissa yelled from down the hall.

"I haven't seen him in a while, plus I want to be alone with him for a while." Richie said shyly.

"What the hell? Are you a fag or something??" She snapped.

Richie looked a the floor. "So what?" He looked back up at her with a mean look.

"I'm out of here, make sure you take that picture of us off your Instagram." She said, getting her purse on the table.

Richie gave her a look, what the fuck are you gonna do? That was the look that made her skin crawl.

She rolled her eyes and left.

Melissa was Richie's girlfriend, now ex. She was very controlling and super homophobic. Richie loved Eddie, he wanted to be alone with him, but Melissa caught on to what he wanted. She knew he would chose Eddie over her any day.

As Richie was deleting the picture, along with some other their texts, the horrible memories came back.

His eyes began to tear up.

One time Richie caught Melissa sleeping with another guy, in their bed. Richie didn't know whether to be mad or throw up.

He ended up letting it slide, thinking she was drunk and accidentally did this.

But it still hurt Richie. He cared for Melissa, quite a bit.

While he was planning really nice stuff for her, she'd be giving a guy a hand job or something close to that. He was giving her so much, while she was giving him nothing.

Richie and Melissa were walking in a fancy restaurant. She had a tight black dress and high heels and Richie matched with a white dress shirt and black pants.

They both sat down and ordered some drinks. Melissa stayed on her phone, texting.

She excused herself and 'went to the bathroom'.

As Richie watched her walk away, a man walked behind her.

Probably nothing. Richie thought.

Melissa came back with a couple white drops on her chest area, and was acting weird.

The man came out of the closet a few minutes later with a smirk on his face and a hand fixing his crotch.

"What the fuck did you do Melissa?" Richie demanded.

Melissa didn't know what to say, she looked at him in fear trying to get words out.

"I-I went to the b-b-bathroom." She stuttered.

Richie clenched his fists. "Then what's that white shit on your tight ass dress, sweets?" Then gave her a smart ass look.

She quickly grabbed a napkin and frantically began to wipe it off.

Richie threw his silverware down and stormed out of the restaurant, looking for the other guy.

He was looking for a few minutes in the parking lot and saw the man get into his car.

Richie ran over there in rage and flung the guys car door open, hitting the car next to them.

"What the hell-?"

But he was cut off by Richie slamming the car door in his face.

The man fell back, Richie opened the car door and looked at him.

"Why did you that?!" The guy yelled.