FRECKLES! // FINN WOLFHARD IMAGINES

ABUSIVE // RICHIE TOZIER

REQUESTED.

THE BEATLES started playing on her turn table.

it was now 12:11 AM and y/n was thinking things over.

her dorm door opened to reveal a tired richie.

"richie?" y/n called.

"y/n. you have to leave him." he sternly said, clenching his fist.

"i-i can't." y/n turned back to the window, looking into the full moon's eye.

"why not!?" richie asks, raising his arms.

"he'll just hit me again." y/n started to tear up.

and richie's face, that was once angry, turned soft.

"i'll be here for you i always will. ok?" richie spoke.

"ok." y/n smiled, sadly.

POP'S.
THE NEXT DAY.
2:34 PM.

"so, why did you want to meet?" henry sat down in the booth.

"i need to tell you something." y/n fiddles with her hands.

"what?" henry asked, concerned.

"richie-richie what?!" he cut y/n off.

she took a deep breath.

"i need to break up with you." y/n looked at henry, straight into the eyes.

"richie huh?" henry reaches for something in
his pocket.

"ye-yes." y/n gulped.

henry slowly took out a pocket knife.

"i own you. i choose the choices and I WILL MAKE MY MARK!" henry yells, straddling y/n down to the floor with a knife.

"henry! stop!" y/n pleaded.

pop tate immediately called the police.

suddenly, richie bursts in.

"henry! stop!" richie tries to pull him off y/n.

"and you! the one who convinced y/n that she doesn't need my love!" henry walked towards richie.

"son." a voice behind him said, henry immediately knew who it was.

his dad.

"s-sorry." henry stutters, walking to his car and flipping richie off.

"your lucky i came on time." henry's dad helped y/n up.

"yeah. be mine?" richie asks y/n.

"yes!" y/n hugged richie and spent the rest of the day together.

:')