Richie tozier angst

The call.

...'𝘐𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳..?' I say in my thoughts. I slowly open my teary eyes to take a look around to see that my dad was gone, I sighed in relief. I try to get up but I feel a shocking pain in my ribs. "𝘈𝘜𝘎𝘏! " I screamed, I fall back on to the hard floor and I stay there as my tears drip down my face on to the floor.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 day

"𝘶𝘨𝘩.... " Yesterday, after a couple hours I finally had the strength to get up and walk upstairs to my room, it was difficult, he kicked me harder then expected. So hard that he literally kicked the energy out of me.

My alarm clock goes off, I sit up and rub my eyes before I grab my glasses and turn the alarm off. The phone starts to ring, I groan and get up to answer it.

"𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰, 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦 𝘛𝘰𝘻𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱. " I try to speak in the most confident way as possible, but I fail anyways. " 𝘏𝘦𝘺 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺." It's Eddie. "𝘞𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵, 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘌𝘥𝘴. " "𝘖𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵" He is considered, shit.

"𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘌𝘥𝘴, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦! 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱, 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴.. 𝘞𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘥? " I ask him, I cross my fingers and pray he says yes.

"𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘥? " Right... his girlfriend. I roll my eyes and respond with "𝘖𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦.. 𝘕𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮 𝘌𝘥𝘴  𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦." "𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘴𝘦𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯.. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰, 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘺 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩" "𝘉𝘺𝘦 𝘦𝘥𝘴-" He hanged up, he hanged up and I didn't get to speak.