in which the new girl decides to dig up a dark past and must learn to bear the burden of her actions alongside the town's resident trashmouth.
- it (2017)
highschool au
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The weak girl, lay in her bath; soaking in rose scented bath soaps and hot water, and a boy with rough oversized palms ran his fingers through her hair.
He scrubbed scented shampoos into her roots, and massaged her scalp.
He was as soft as could be, making sure to make it feel nice for the girl.
He watched in awe as the girl exhaled little whimpers and hums at the glorious feeling he kindled within her.
The boy touched her in such a non-sexual manner, she never realised that someones touch could do this.
Really and truly incredible, how his touch eased all her pain and worry.
She had never become familiar with what it felt like to have someone take care of her, but she loved it.
Opal Faye, basked in Richie's touch, in the way he grasped her. In the way, she really knew he cared for her.
She loved it, more than being just cared for. She loved his touch, and only his.
With every stroke of his fingertips, her mind cleared.
Contemplated, and reconsidered all her actions. She felt so stupid for doing things she had not even thought about in the moment.
"Richie." Her voice quivered as she elicited "Can you tell me a story?"
Richie was partially confused, this was probably the last thing he would've expected from her, but nonetheless he was eager to make her happy.
"What sort of story?" He wondered aloud.
"Anything, please"
"Well, you'd better lie back and get comfortable for this one." The older boy humbly joked, evoking at least a slight smile from Opal.
" Many years ago, there was a group of friends, they were close in almost every way,
their instinct became one and their truths were never shared between people outside the group"
"Just like your friends?" Opal whispered, already finding herself excited by the story.
"I suppose similar to us," he feigned a contemplation.
"They just wanted to have an amazing summer, they just wanted to escape from their high school bullies. You see, Opal, they were never the coolest kids. In fact, they were just geeky little things, thinking more about arcades than getting drunk off their faces."
