Tw: abuse
Stan just saw Richie there in front of him, and for some reason he was mad. He felt like he had to blame to Richie for him thinking about guys in that way. Stan pushed his hand off and got up, "Just fuck off Richie." He spat before walking off, Richie being confused he went after him. "Hey Stan wait-" Stan turned around and pushed him away. For the slightest second that he touched Richie he almost felt a love hate feeling spark between them, Richie was the softest thing he had ever touched.
"Jesus Christ, did your period again?" Richie snapped, "It's none of your business, why would you care anyways! No one does." Stan yelled at him with tears in his eyes. Richie looked at him with a soft expression, "I care.."
Stan scoffed and kept walking, "I don't need your pity."
"So I help you with your hair and it's all good, but you get into a shitty moodand push us away?!" Richie exclaimed, "Fuck you." And with that the two separated, Richie stormed up to his clothes to put them back on, before riding off on his bike.Stan felt himself fill up with guilt, he just pushed away his best friend.. the boy who he was slowly falling in love with.
Richie rode off to the pharmacy, he knew Maya was working an the honestly needed someone to talk. "I'm done, I'm fucking done." He almost yelled walking in. Maya looked up at the angry teen and huffed, "what's wrong."
"It's.. the boy.. He is such a prick!" Maya sighed, "this is why I'm gay."
"Maya What do I do... he just seems to push me away all the time.. and I don't want to loose him." Richie admitted shyly looking down, "Rich, if you really like him then talk to him, that's all the advice I can give."
Richie looked down and sighed, "I'll try.."Stan had walked to his house, the second he walked through the door he was greeted by a hit, immediately falling to the ground. "You ran off with your faggot little friends didn't you asshole?" His dad grumbled, kicking him in the stomach. Stan let out a wheeze, "I..I'm sorry.."
"Oh I'll make you feel sorry."An: sorry for being slack with those two paragraphs.
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So for the next two days, Stan stayed inside and refused to see or talk to anyone. Richie on the other hand was hanging out with Maya talking about little crushes, gossip, and other stuff. Mike walked into the pharmacy and saw the two, he was slightly confused. "Oh hey Mike." Richie smiled, "this is Maya, she's one of my friends."
Mike raised his eyebrow, "How old is she?"
"18, don't worry." Maya answered, crossing her arms. Richie was sitting on the counter with his legs just dangling. Mike walked to the two, "Is this something I should be worried about..?"
"Micheal, I could do better then her, just saying."
"Oh don't worry Tozier, could say the same." Richie turned to her holding his hand over his heart. "Offended." Mike sighed in some relief, "Right, have you seen Stan around? He's been quiet ever since-" Richie was quick to cut him off, "Don't know don't care. He's an asshole and always will be." Maya raised her eyebrow, "An asshole you care about." She accidentally blurted, Richie just slowly looked at her with wide eyes, this bitch just outted him- WeLp
"Wait-" Richie shot back to Mike, "Tell anyone and I swear." Mike looked at him confused before eventually clicking. "Ohhh- I've always had a feeling anyways, me and Bev both talked about it and I said if it's true she owes me 50 bucks."
"Is that meant to be an insult or a compliment."
Mike shrugged.
Maya looked at them, "Richie is too scared to admit he likes Stan." Mike looked at Maya then at him again, "He likes you too. He came out ages ago." Richie furrowed his eyebrows, "bullshit, I HIGHLY doubt it. He hasn't apologised for choking me the other night." He fought, Maya chuckled and drank her iced coffee, "kinky."
"He actually told me he felt bad about it and didn't intend on hurting you." Mike argued playfully, Richie went a little red, looking down at his knees that had a small scrape and brush on both legs. "I mean.. I might tell him... tomorrow..." Mike sighed in relief again, "Thank God! I've been waiting for this for so long!" He cheered, "Hey! Who said you could have dirty thoughts of us?"

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Worst Of You
Comédie"Richie can't you shut the fuck up!" "Make me pussy." "I will." UPDATE: DISCONTINUED