hot stuff ☕︎ | richie tozier

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the next day after school in victoria's point of view

i had just walked out of the school's front doors, it was around an hour after school normally ends,

but since the theatre students had to stay for auditions and I was one of the last ones it took longer for me to wait.

 then, as I was almost at the bike racks completely alone,

i heard someone yelling after me

richie?

'hey there slut'

nope

it was bowers and his gang

i picked up my pace but they caught up with me

'heard about you and tozier's little situation' he laughed

'so what' I mumbled under my breath

'talking back to me? oh, victoria; I see how you think this is. you think that you're better than me; well you ain't and now we're gonna put you back in your place, slut'

he brought his hand up and punched me in the face making me stumble backwards

once I was back on my feet, he kicked both of my shins and then the other guys kicked my back and knees

i was still standing up, but I knew I couldn't take much more

then, he brought out his knife

'henry, please no'

'as if we would ever ever listen to you' he laughed a maniacal, messed up laugh

he took the knife up to my face and cut both sides of my neck right underneath my jawline

i felt the blood trickle down my neck and onto my yellow shirt

he then took his free hand and squeezed my left wrist, whilst bringing it up next to my neck

he took the bloody knife and cut my left wrist open up, and then my right

'that'll teach you' he muttered and then ran off with his gang

then, it all hit me

i fell to the ground and hit my head on the concrete

tears flowed out of my eyes from the pain spreading across my whole body

oh god,

i'm about to faint

i could feel it

with all the blood pouring out of me, and the world starting to spin, I felt as if there was no hope

then, I heard a muted yell after me

'victoria?'

'VICTORIA?!'