December 19, 1984
Tear stream down Richie's face as he slowly made a cut on his forearm. It's currently six in the morning. You might be confused as to why the teenager is awake so early but Richie has a good reason.
He was having a nightmare...again.
This nightmare was about Stanley, his best friend. Blaming Richie, saying it was Richie's fault that his best friend had killed himself. That he was the reason he felt like he couldn't escape from his problem.
"Stupid fucking bitch." cut "Fucking dick!" cut "Fucking Pennywise."
He made another cut but he felt a shiver go down his spine. Starting to realize someone's been watching him. He jumped from the floor quickly blood starting to drip slowly from his arms.
"Who the fuck is there?" He asked his lip quivering thinking someone caught him. The tingle leaves his body slowly. Realizing the presence is gone.
He let out a hot, heavy, breath. Thinking his mind just tried to trick him. He slowly makes his way to get ready for the day.
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Karen walked down the basement stairs wanting to talk to her son. "Mike I want you to take Richie out for the day."
"What? Why? I don't want to. Besides, I have school." He snapped back immediately.
"First off I'm not asking for you to do it. I'm telling you. And I'm letting you stay home."
Micheal groaned loudly as his mother made her way back upstairs.
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Mike and Richie finally arrived at the arcade after a long walk of silence. Richie let his eyes wander around. Observing the bright lights and laughing and screaming children.
Mike quickly turned towards his cousin then back towards the games. Richie let out a sigh. "Just go ahead and play. I'll just wait until your done." Mike nodded his head and started to run off, digging his fist in his pocket grabbing some quarters.
Richie walked slowly towards a table. He dug a cigarette from his project along with his lighter. He quickly lit, then letting the cig hang from his mouth. Letting out smoky breaths.
But he started to hear loud shouts coming where his cousin ran off to. Richie got up wanting to see if everything was alright. Until he saw a boy yelling and throwing slurs at his cousin, Mike.
"Where's your little zombie friend, you little fairy? He off with the other fairies in this town?"
"Can you just leave me alone Troy?"
Richie's blood started to boil under his skin. Him immediately remembering Henry Bowers. He jogged towards them tapping the guy's shoulder. Him quickly whipping his head around. His pupils immediately enlarging seeing the similarities between the two boys.
He got his composure back quickly though. "What the fuck do you want?"
"I don't want anything just leave my cousin alone."
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FanfikceMARKED COMPLETE UNTIL SEASON 5 Richie Tozier has been abused all of his life. He suffers from PTSD alone ever since he and the Losers Club have fought It. Richie also has a tattoo of 006 and some very strange abilities that he learned to control hi...
