since i have trouble believing in soulmates i still enjoy writing about them hehe
also, richie is grown up to like 17
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i have always been on the run, i ran away from my family about a year ago. its never been the same since. i have been stealing from stores, sleeping in the tall grass by train tracks so when it goes by i could hear all the grass swaying from the gush of wind, before i left a thing called soulmates was what everyone had on their mind.
apparently once you find your soulmate and you touch in the slightest bit everything will become colored, we all see in black and white before then. i have always been afraid of someone touching me, because what if i see color and they don't? what if i cant ever find someone? i just ever want to find a soulmate, because they will want to start a family, live in a nice house with cheesy family traditions. so i ran away.
i am now laying in my grass field. enjoying the wind that blows calmly on my pink cheeks, i see the stars in the dark sky,
"hello?" i hear a voice above me
i swiftly get up and hold my hands our ready to fight and run.
the person i focus my eyes on has dark eyes, black glasses and curly black hair, he is a tall and skinny, his face is lit by the passing train head lights,
"woah, its okay doll face, its just a boy" he says with a small reassuring smile
i don't know why, but i trusted him (aladdin vibes?)
"who are you?" i ask him with one eyebrow raised
"just a passing boy, saw a pretty girl, wanted to talk to her, now here we are"
i loosen my grip on my hands and give him a look of, what do you want bOy
"oh, and if youre lonely, maybe we can be lonely together?" he has a smile that is contagious.
i smile a small smile back "as long as you dont kill me" i say
"wasnt planning on it darlin'"
"and dont call me darlin'" i say with a serious face
"okay sweetheart" he says as he lays down on the grass
"brat" i say and lay down next to him
"whats your name love?"
"y/n" i say staring at the stars
"richie, richie tozier"
"youre cute richie" i say
it takes him a few seconds to answer
"you too my love"
"what are you doing out here anyways" he asks
"i ran away from my family i guess. everyone was so caught up in soulmates that i just needed to leave, i wasnt fitting it and i felt like everyone- everyone uh-" before i could finish he cuts in
"hated you?" he says in a sorta whisper enough for me to hear
i look at him as hes still looking at the stars.
"how do you know that"
"i had the same problem" he says now moving his head looking at me
he slowly runs his hand over and touches my hand, all of a sudden i see the bright colored grass underneath me, his brown eyes and his white tshirt i get up and pull my hand away from him. i notices my panic and asks me whats wrong
"why would you do that?!" i say looking around
"all i did was touch your hand, and youre my soulmate!" he says with a slight smile.
"i didnt want to find my soulmate!"
"now im stuck with someone who is going to want a family, and kids, and move into a big house and i cant be free!"
"who said i wanted kids? or a house? no all i was is for your happiness" he says holding onto my shoulders to keep me stable
i look up at his brown eyes as they look down at me
"but why? you could have a perfect life?"
"my perfect life is YOUR perfect life, we are the same, we are both run aways with no more family, hate everything about normal lives"
im more calm.
i fall into his arms and hug him
"and why does my soulmate have to be so gosh darn cute" i say into his shirt, sounding muffled to him
