Richie tozier angst

curiosity.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺.
I couldn't sleep, so I was up all night.. I'm so fucking tired. My alarm turns on, great.. It's time for school, just what I need right now..
I wipe my dry eyes and get out of bed, I put my glasses on and walk to my closet. Most of my clothes are disgusting and dirty, but I have no motivation to clean it anymore.. So I just wait until I have to. I should probably dress the way I usually dress, otherwise people will definitely think somethings wrong.. I search in my closet for something to wear, and I do. (This is what he wears

🤩👍)

I go to the bathroom to get dressed and all that shit, I brush my teeth, brush my hair blah blah and make my way downstairs. I put my shoes on, and leave the house to go to school.

(𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭)

I get off my bike and keep my head facing the ground, I really don't want to be here.. I sigh.
"𝘏𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩! 𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦!" I here Beverly call, I stop walking and turn to look at her. She is with the losers, I have no choice but to go to them, so I do. "𝘏𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴!"

(Eddies perspective)

Richie walks towards the group. And I don't smile or anything, I look at him with a concerned expression. "𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦, 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺?!" I ask, and put my hand on his shoulder, he tries his best to look clueless but it isn't working. "𝘜𝘩𝘮𝘮.. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘌𝘥𝘴?" He asked. The losers are confused, but I just really need to talk to Richie, right now. "𝘓𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.. 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸-" I get Interrupted. "𝘌𝘥𝘴-" "𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩." "𝘐- 𝘶𝘩𝘮.. 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵.. "

(Back to Richie)

EDS- JUST.. SHUT UP! SHUT UP!..
"𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱-" the bell rings. "𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭! 𝘐𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴.. 𝘜𝘩, 𝘤𝘺𝘢 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳!" I immediately walk away from them and head to class. For fuck sakes Eds..
I open the class door and take my seat. This is gonna be a looong day..

𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩, I leave the classroom. I don't want to worry them like I did last time.. So I decide to sit in their table.
"𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?" Bev asked, looking at me confused. "𝘖𝘩- 𝘶𝘩.." I look at Eds, with an annoyed Expression. "𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨! 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵!" I shrug. Eds rolls his eyes and I smile nervously. "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦." Stan says. "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵?.." I raise an eyebrow. "𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴." Bev pulls out her phone, and opens to her camera and shows me. My eyes widen. My face turns from confused, to worried. Oh shit.. "𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺.. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦." Stan crossed his arms and looked at me. "𝘙-𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤-𝘤𝘶𝘩- 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵-𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬-𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸." I look down, Eddie looks at me.

(Eddie's perspective)

Richie looks uncomfortable.. But he needs to get help, this is for his own good.. Mike sighs.

(Mikes perspective)

I know I probably shouldn't force rich to tell us what's wrong.. But I'm worried for him, something definitely happened last night. And it's obviously nothing good.. But I'm not gonna force him to tell us. "𝘌𝘥𝘴, 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥? " Beverly asked. "𝘉𝘦𝘷 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴-" I try to convince them to leave him alone, but Eddie interrupts.

(Back to rich)

"𝘠𝘦𝘴, 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶" Eddie nodded. "𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥-" I grab his arm and look at him. "𝘌𝘥𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦.." I whisper not him. He looks at me, with an upset expression. He looks back to the group, he looks like he doesn't know what to say.
He sighs. "𝘜𝘩... 𝘉𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨.." He says, could've you said anything better? Something that could've made them NOT worry about me? Whatever.. As long as they don't know about my dad I guess it's fine..
"𝘏-𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘴-𝘴𝘩𝘶-𝘩𝘪𝘵, 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘺-𝘰𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺?" Bill asked. I put my hand on the back of my neck and look down. "𝘶𝘩.. 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦! 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘩.. 𝘗𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴... 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘬𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘯𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦!.." I lie, I look over to Beverly, her face shows she doesn't believe me at all. She knows my dad did something, but she wasn't just gonna tell everyone. "𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶.." Mike apologized. "𝘕𝘢𝘩 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸!"
I lied again, I can't take care myself at all.. I can't even stand up for myself against my own dad, I'm fucking pathetic, man.. I noticed I stopped acting for a moment, I immediately smile. They look at me, confused, everyone except Bev, Mike and Eds. My smile turns into nervous smile, and I am about to eat my lunch.. But I feel sick all of the sudden, and I just stare at my food with slightly wide eyes. Then I rest my head on my hands, with my elbow against the table.
My eyes feel heavy, especially since I didn't get any sleep last night, I'm so fucking tired. My eyes begin to close with out my control, and I almost fall asleep before Eds puts his hand on my shoulder, and raised his eyebrow. He doesn't know I didn't get any sleep but it's pretty obvious. The bell rings, finally.. This lunch was the longest lunch I've ever been through.. I sit up and make my way to class.