Summer-Richie Tozier x Reader

Not Richie-Chapter 8

"C-can you and Bev try to f-find him ag-gain?" Bill asked sitting on the trunk of the car.

"Uh, I'll try," I said, "but I need a blindfold and somewhere quiet."

"Wait why does it need to dark and quiet?" Ben asked.

"Well, it just helps us focus. Like it could happen at any time no matter where we are but something just needs to trigger it, but we don't have time for that, the fastest way is the blindfold." Beverly said.

"So where can we go for it to be quiet?" Stanley asked kicking some leaves.

"Yeah, the city isn't really quiet." Mike butted in.

"The woods?" I suggested "Y/n, think about we are looking for a dead person because a killer clown told us to and you suggest we into the woods? I'm not going in the woods. I'd rather go under a bridge or something." Richie said sarcastically.

The whole group looked at each other nodding in agreement.

"Wait no. No, I was just kidding."

"Well my love, you just picked the perfect spot," I said getting into the car.

The rest follow into the back seats. Then Richie And Bev were last to get in after they finished their cigarette and Richie was done with his little fit.

~time skip~

We finally came across an old bridge. Before getting out Stanley stopped Richie.  "Wait, what about the blindfolds?"

"Oh don't w-w-worry I brought s-some." Bill said happily as he opened his suitcase and pulling out two black bandanas. Beverly immediately turned bright red. Richie and I chuckled as everyone stared in silence.

"Oh...uh are those clean?" I said trying to hold back my laugh "because I see something white on that. What? What is that?" I couldn't take it everyone burst out into laughter.

"Ok, can we go now?" Beverly said slightly agitated.

"Ok fine," Richie said getting out of the car. We all started walked under the dark, abandoned bridge.

Beverly and I sat on the floor next to each other, crossing our leg, while the boys sat in front of use.

"H-here." Bill said handing us the blindfolds.

"Remember just be quiet. Okay?" I said tying a knot behind my head. The boys all nodded. I was talking about Richie specifically. Since he can never shut up I knew it would be hard. "I'll tell you when you can ask us stuff."

My breathing slows down. I need to focus on Georgie. I start to try and imagine him again.

"I see him," I whisper to the boys.

"Me too." I heard Beverly softly say next to me.

"He is in a bed. It looks like a hospital bed, but the room is completely empty except for the tiny bed and a big metal door. There was a man I saw before, he's back. He took Georgie out of the room."

Beverly continued to talk to Bill about his brother, but my vision disappeared, I saw something else. I saw...Richie?

"Richie." I said slowly

"Yeah what's up?"

"I see...you but that can't be you. You in front of me...you're on top of the bridge." I quickly ripped off the blindfold. "You're above us. Right now. But you're wearing something different and your hair is all messy."

"What the hell are you talking y/n? I'm right here!" Beverly took off her blindfold too as everyone stared in confusion.   

"What are you looking at?! Come on! We need to go see if I'm right. " I yelled, grabbing Richie's hand as I ran being followed by the rest of the losers. "Y/n slow down I'm going to have an asthma attack!" I heard Eddie shout from behind me.

"You always have asthma attacks spaghetti!" I said back to him. I could feel his annoyed eye roll, as well as Stan's.

We made it to the top, all staring at what looks to be Richie.

"Hey! You stole my face!" Richie yelled at the boy. We saw the strange person turn around looking at Richie in amazement.

"Hey, why you took my face?" The boy said in a deep Ukrainian accent.

"I said it first asshole." Richie whispered.

"Hey, you little lady's want some pills?!" He exclaimed hold up a zip lock baggy as he walked closer. "What about you chubby?" He said looking at Ben.

"Uh no. Who are you?" I asked holding Richie's hand tighter.

"Me? Oh, I'm Boris. And who are you?" We all stopped and looked at each other

"We're the losers club."

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