Damaged Richie x Reader
Author’s note: This is a short one but I needed a break from binge watching stranger things because of a massive headache so… I hope you guys like it!
I ran as fast as my feet could take me, the leaves crunching with each step. Tears streamed down my cheeks, blurring my vision. I didn’t care, I just needed to get away from them, away from their harsh words. The quarry was silent with the exception my own heavy breathing. My feet dangled over the edge of the rock, I was alone with my sorrows. I let it all out without a care, until I heard leaves crunching behind me. I turned around quickly but was kind of relieved to see it was only Richie.
“Hey.” I mumbled, trying to wipe away the tears.
“Hey.” He said quietly sitting beside me. “What brings you here?”
“My parents.” I confessed. “No matter what I do it’s never good enough.”
I tried to keep it together, I hated feeling so vulnerable, especially around others.
“I’m here if you need to let it out.”
I nodded. It wasn’t long before the tears streamed down my tear stained cheeks again. My breathing grew shakier as I replayed the situation over and over in mind. The harsh words echoed, it hurt as if I was rubbing salt into open wounds.
“I’m just so unhappy. I try and every time I think I’m getting there, they put me down like I’m nothing to them.” I mumbled, wiping my tears away.
Richie probably couldn’t understand what I was saying but he still listened to me ramble. His hand rubbed my back, in attempt to make me feel better. I buried my face in my hands, the fact I was telling Richie my sob story was embarrassing. This wasn’t who I was, I was strong and independent. I never let someone get under my skin or stand in my way. Now I’m just broken.
“I’m fucking stupid and disgusting.” I sobbed. “I’m good for nothing and everyone knows it.”
My breathing became labored, I was getting myself so worked up and I felt out of control.
“No you’re not.” Richie commented. “Don’t fucking think like that.”
I looked up from my hands, Richie was staring down below at the water’s surface.
“You’re smart as hell and guys cream their pants just looking at you.” He said.”
“Do you really think that of me?” I questioned.
“Yeah, all the losers do.” Richie said looking up at me. “Your parents don’t know what they are talking about.”
While Richie was pretty open about his home life, I was not, it wasn’t as bad as Richie’s but it wasn’t a place I really called home either. I just felt emotionally drained and sorry for all the rambling Richie had to listen to.
“I-I’m sorry.” I stuttered, wiping my face.
“It’s okay Bill.” Richie smirked.
That put a small smile on my face.
“There we go, theres that pretty smile.”
That made me blush slightly. It was weird, Richie being sweet and not raunchy at all was rare. I could count those instances on one hand but it was a nice change.
“Thanks for listening to me.”
“Thats what friends are for right?”