Richie Tozier. The Mate To The Bowers Gang.

Richie's mate surprise

Richie Tozier has always been a little shit. What else do you expect when his home life is shit. High school made things harder. He still had his friends and twin sister. The Bowers Gang has laid of a little. But one thing Richie really wants is a mate. All of his friends already had theirs. You normally get yours when you are 14. You start to smell something strong. A specific scent. Whether it's lavender or peppermint you'll know it's a mate scent.

So that brings us to our story.

Richie was in the school hallways talking with his friends. His sister as he puts it "skipped school and left me to fucking die alone". "So, Richie, wanna hang out after school?" His best friend, Bill, asked as he cuddled one of his mates. Richie always thought about how lucky Bill was to have two mates. "Nah, I have to go home. My Dad needs me." Richie told his friends. "Richie, no-offense but your Dad usually never wants you home." His other best friend, Eddie said. "Eddie!" Malia, Eddie's mate exclaimed. Malia was like a girl version of Eddie except for the fact she wasn't afraid to get dirty. When ever she, Bev, and Rose would play fight in their wolf form it would always end in a threeway tie. Richie looked at his friends. "It's fine Malia. Your right Eddie Spaghetti I actually have a date with your Mom. She was begging me to come back after I made her scream my name two nights ago. I'll give her a kiss hello for you." Richie told his smaller friend. "That's fucking gross, you dick." Eddie said disgusted. Richie just laughed. As the second period bell rang Richie started to get slightly but just put it off as being sleep deprived.

In all honesty Richie didn't really have to go home right after school. He just didn't want to hang around his friends being the only one without a mate.

As Richie sat in his second period class he got hit with another dizzy spell. He asked to use the bathroom to which the teacher just waved him off. Richie walked out of the classroom not giving a shit to where he was going. He stoped when he smelt something. Multiple somethings. Burning fire wood. Vanilla. Lemon zest. He followed the scent to the 11th grade hallway. He turned to see the Bowers Gang-excluding Belch. That was where the scents were coming from and were the most strongest. Patrick and Henry were feeling up Victor. "Shit." He whispered. He hid behind the corner not want to be seen. He tripped, accidentally crashing into a locker. "Who's there!?" He hears the voice of Patrick Hockstetter shout. "I can hear your breathing!" He shouted once more. Richie slowed his breathing by covering his mouth. "Who's there!?" This time the voice came from Henry Bowers, he was using his alpha voice. He heard a whimper from Victor as a sign of submission. Richie had to bite his lip hard in order not to whimper himself. He quietly backs away from the corner a makes a run for the back door of the school. As he leaves the school he goes to the bike rack and takes his bike out before peddling away.

Richie didn't know where he was heading. He found himself at the junk yard. He dropped his bike and sat by an abandoned car. "Hey." He heard the voice of his sister say. "Why did you skip?" She asked him taking a seat next to him. "I should be asking you the same thing asshole." He retorted. "I had to make up for not staying the night with Eddie's mom after we banged last night." Rosetta answered nonchalantly. Richie laughed. "Let's say why we skipped on three." Richie suggested. Rosetta nodded in response. "One...two...three!"

"I found my mate!" The both shouted. They looked at each other shocked. "Who?" They said simultaneously. Rosetta pointed to her self as to say let me go first. "Belch Huggins." She told her brother. "Before I met up with you guys before first period. I smelt evergreen. I followed it to where he usually parked his car. Henry, Patrick, and Victor had been walking off to terrorize some kids. I knew Belch was my mate." Richie laughed breathlessly. "Well I think I have you beat my sister. My mate consist of Patrick, Henry, and Victor. Who by the way are all mates." Richie told his sister. They both layed on a patch of grass that was just barley growing and sat in silence as they collected their thoughts.

They stayed their until 3 hours after they knew school was over. They knew their friends had plans so they had nothing better to do. They peddled home to see both of their parents car in the drive way. They looked at each other frightened before entering the house. As they made it to the kitchen they saw their Mother sitting at the kitchen table with her head down as if she had been told the worst news possible. Their...'Father' was standing up tall against the counter, beer in hand, smirking. "What's going on?" Richie asked confused as Rosetta grabbed on to his hand shaking. "You two are getting kicked out." Their Father said unremorsefull. "What do you mean?" Rosetta asked stepping forward slightly. "You have 11 hours to pack up your shit and leave or we sell it." Their Father told them. "Where are we supposed to go?" Rosetta asked getting angry. "Not my fucking problem."

"You motherfucker." Rosetta muttered. But Mr. Tozier heard. Then it all happened in slow motion. His father's hand was coming down to hit his sister. He reacted quickly, stepping in front of his sister. A hand came down forcefully knocking him down to the ground. His mother flinched as he fell to the ground. Rosetta helped him off the floor. "Let's go Richie." Rosetta said dragging him upstairs to their shared room.

They started packing all of their belongings not regretting a single thing. Richie was to distracted to know the stinging of his cheek. They heard the door open. Their Mother stepped inside. She looked at her kids. She looked so upset. "My babies. I'm so sorry." She said her voice cracking. They hugged their weeping Mother. She pulled away, taking something out of her pocket. "In this envelope is 500 dollars. Now, you two split it. And be safe." She said, handing over the envelope before leaving the room.

As they peddled throughout Derry on their bikes, belongings on their backs they all of the kids wandering around. Seeing as it was only 3:15 and the weekend almost everyone out enjoying the May weather. "We can stay in the old shack at the junkyard." Richie informed his sister. Rosetta didn't mind at all. They were there whenever they wanted time to themselves.

They dropped their bikes on the dirt ground and set their stuff next to it. "Wanna blow off some steam?" Rosetta asked holding up a bat in front of her brother. "You know me to well." Richie said smiling. He grabbed the bat from his sisters hands. They both charged at the abandoned car. Smashing the glass of the windows and denting the car even more. They started to smell something strong. They ignored it to angry to think. Soon they heard voices.

"What'd that car ever do to you two?" The voice of Henry Bowers sounded. They both paused. Before turning around to see the whole Bowers Gang standing there with smirks. Rosetta threw the bat a side, calming herself. She sat on the ground as her brother continued to destroy the car believing it would destroy his anger. She started getting worried when tears started running down his face, the tears most likely burning the red mark on his face. "Richie you can stop now." Rosetta said. But Richie didn't stop he continued.

In Richie's head this is where his life was going to shit.

He could hear Rosetta's pleas for him to stop but he didn't want to hear her. "Belch get her out of here. Wait in the car." Henry ordered. Belch took Rosetta to the car "Richie drop the bat." Henry ordered. Richie didn't stop. "Come on Doll. Drop the bat for us." Patrick said with a cheshire cat smile. "Please just drop it." Vic pleaded and Richie almost listened. Richie broke down into tears. "Why can't  you leave me alone!?" Richie yelled. He shifted into his wolf form a ran. He could hear-smell- his mates on his trail. He continued to run until he hit a wall. It was a white wolf a little bigger than him. He knew it was Victor. He tried running again but was stopped by two deep growls. Against his will Richie submitted. He whimpered as a sign and layed on his stomach. He shifted back as did his mates. "Now, what was all that about darling?" Henry asked. Caressing his mate. "My D-dad kicked us out. So we came here." Richie answered, voice shaking. Patrick touched his cheek but Richie seethethed in pain and flinched away. "Who did this to you?" Patrick asked, his voice sounding angry. "He tried to hit Rosetta. I blocked her." Richie said quietly. Vic kissed his mates cheek wanting him to feel better. "Let's go." Henry said carefully. Patrick picked Richie bridal style as Richie rapped his arms around his neck.

They grabbed Richie's things leaving it there promising to return for it tomorrow. Maybe Richie's life wasn't going to shit.