Part 22

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Olivia's POV
I reached to my locker as soon as i entered the school hallway. I put my stuff in it and took whatever i need. But then i heard someone, more like a guy, shouting angrily in the school hallway. I closed the locker and looked to the side, to see a crowd of people were surrounding something.

I frowned, wondering what's going on and approached them. I was then saw my boyfriend, Richie Tozier was being beat up by Victor, Derry's biggest bully. Richie was pushed againts the locker. His face was bleeding and his eyes, cheeks were all bruised, his glasses were rattling on the floor. He had cuts on his forehead and cheeks.

He was literally fucked up. He couldn't open his eyes, he was like fucking dizzy. Then Victor swung a fist, punched hard on his stomach. Richie dropped onto the floor, literally passed out. I yelled his name and quickly ran to him. I cupped his cheeks, tears began embalming my eyeballs, as water rested against my pupils, just as my words had out, water slipped from my eyes onto my skin.

"Oh wow, look who's here! The new slut of Derry!" Victor said in a mix of sarcastic and happy tone while raising his hand in the air

no one's POV

Olivia was really mad as she heard that and she turned around, punching his face hard which made him fell onto the ground with bloody nose.

"Fuck off!" She spitted on him

Out of the blue, Greta came and pushed Olivia before punching her face. She was backed up a bit. It hurts but not really. The corner of her eyes were bruised. Before she could punched her back, Beverly pulled her, trying not to make more problems.

"You bitch!" Olivia yelled angrily at Greta while struggling to get out of Beverly's grip

Everyone ran away to their classes when the discipline teacher came, Mrs. Johnson. Beverly let Olivia go and she went to Richie, cupping his face, calling out his name, hoping he would awake. He was fucked up.

Mrs. Johnson told Olivia to bring Richie to the treatment room and Victor to go back home. Olivia wrapped her arms around his shoulder and asked Beverly for helped. They carried him to the treatment room.

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They laid him down on the bed then Beverly went back to her class. Olivia asked the nurse in the room if she could take care of him and she agreed, giving a piece of cloth and a bowl of cold water to clean his face.

She took the cloth and put it in the cold water. She then gently carressed the wet cloth on his bloody lips. He's still passed out. She also slightly pressed the cloth on his cheeks, forehead and eyes. Then she put some oil on the bruises on his face.

While she was putting the oil, he moved a bit and slowly opened his eyes. He slightly jumped and back a bit when he saw her.

"Hey hey it's fine. It's me, Olivia" She smiled, grabbing his hand

He sighed and laid down again. His vision was blurry because he didn't has his glasses on.

"Sorry, Via. I can't see you" He rubbed his eyes but then he groaned in pain as he accidentally pressed the bruised on his eyes

"No dont touch it" She pulled his hand away from his face "Your face is really fucked up right now"

"Do i look bad?" He asked with a slow voice

"You're still the same beautiful boy, Richie Tozier" She chuckled and smiled

"Hey your eye" He was about to touch her eye but she pushed his hand away

"No dont worry about it. Im fine" She smiled and he nodded

"So what's make the asshole go all fucking mad?"

"Who? Victor?" He asked and she nodded "He's dating Greta and i guess he beat me because i fucking broke her heart"

"That Greta bitch is his girlfriend? Oh my god i- why in the world he chose her? Oh my fucking god!" Olivia rolled her eyes

"I dont know. He's blind i guess" Richie shrugged and Olivia giggled "Sorry for putting you in this situation" He added, looking down on his fingers

"Hey im okay. If i didn't save you, i wouldn't have someone to make me laugh with his dirty jokes" She placed her hand on his and smiled

"Oh you like my dirty jokes?"

"What if i say, i love them?" She smirked

He leaned in, about to kiss her but she backed up and put her fingers on his mouth

"There's a camera" She pointed to the cctv, that was recording them the whole time

He turned over to the camera and rolled his eyes, laid back on the bed. She laughed

Continue in the next chapter!

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