SOULMATE AU: in the afterlife you can see everything your soulmate does, and when they die you get to live together in happiness :)
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YOUR POV
I woke up to a strange feeling everywhere, almost as if I was being submerged in icy water. My eyes jolted open and I looked around. There were two women, beautiful, tall women, both of them had silky brown skin, gold jewelry and lab coats covering it. One was holding a clipboard and the other had a towel along with some black clothes laid folded in her arms.
"Welcome y/n" the woman that used to be holding a clipboard was now walking towards me I sat up, feeling my hair fall to my neck, and graze my back. I looked down and saw that I was not wearing any clothes. I scrambled and covered my nude body, closing my legs. "Oh, dear it's fine"
"Where am I?" I asked calmly. The women looked at each other, giving me empathetic looks. "You're in Hell darling" after those words passed her lips my heart sped up and my stomach felt like a washing machine. Spinning and spinning relentlessly. "H-hell?" I stammered. "Yes! But that doesn't mean you were a bad person, no one in Hell is, this is the land of the misunderstood,and broken" the woman handed me clothes and a towel, replying to me in a cheery tone. I dried my body from the freezing water, slipping on the all-black outfit. I observed her lab coat, a very dark red, and lace leggings underneath. Her hair was in long, neat braids that fell just above her waist, and a name tag that read- "Athena". Holy shit is she the goddess- "yes, yes I am" what the fuck, how did she do that?
"Come with me" she smiled, chuckling at my cluelessness and guided me out of the "waking chamber." In her office she explained to me everything that happened to me, what's going to happen and what cannot happen.
Y/n m/n L/n
Cause of death: car crash Chosen age: 17 Living quarters: 420 Soulmate: Richard Micheal Tozier
RULES: - do NOT touch any form of blessed or holy object - no conceiving with anyone but your soulmate (unless soulmate is abolished from realm) - don't get caught
I looked up from the paper, and saw Athena holding out a large black suitcase with my name written in iridescent letters on the front. "Thank you" I mumbled, taking the luggage from her and immediately struggling to keep it upright. "Your soulmate will be at your living quarters, good luck" she smiled at me and sent me off. I walked through the hallways of the building, pulling the suitcase behind me. My brain tried to wrap around everything that was happening to me, looking out the window Hell was so peaceful. Apart from the glowing red sky. "You died at age, 21 but you and your soulmates chosen age will be 17, so you will be 17 forever, how exiting. If you are wondering 'why 17?' You can read about it in your book. Next, everyone in hell can read your mind and you can read theirs, but only if they're thinking about you, and vice versa. Next, You can be summoned into heaven by an angel but be careful if you do, don't touch anything doused in holy water. Next,In heaven you cannot do anything in a house with a crucifix in it, the angel will have to break it. And finally you can visit Heaven using spiritual projection, but you will not be able to touch or feel anything, nor can the angel fully see you, they will only see a translucent projection of you... any questions?" I thought of Athena saying that over and over until the bus reached my new living quarters.
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The house was beautiful. The house of our dreams. When I say "our" I mean Richie and I. Richie died 2 years before I did, no one really knew how, just overnight. I was broken for years, but Eddie always helped me through it, struggling occasionally himself.
I swung the door open, inhaling the scent of fast food and different perfumes. My nose scrunched up and I looked around for Richie.
"Richie?!" I called into the house, my voice echoing the walls. He came running down the stairs, a small dog running after him. "Y/n?" He smiled widely as his eyes met mine. He looked just as I remembered. He had curly raven hair, freckles covering his nose and cheeks, and a goofy smile. I loved it. He stood at the bottom of the stairs, taking in my appearance. I dropped my suitcase, slowly walking closer to the boy, tears threatening to fall down my face. Once I was less than a foot away from him he took a huge step forward, grabbing my face, leaning down and pressing our lips together.
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My first day in Hell was spent catching up with Richie, however I left out a few things about my love life. He explained everything about Hell to me, and we spent the rest doing... that brings us to now. My legs were straddling his waist, my tongue was in his mouth and his hands were slowly massaging my breasts when we heard a loud knock. Richie threw his head back, groaning in annoyance. I got off of his lap, glancing in the mirror and fixing my appearance before answering the door.
Richie stood behind me with a hand delicately placed on my waist. I opened the door and saw Athena, her presence made me almost cower, I felt so much less competent when I was next to her. She was about the same height as Richie, maybe a little taller. "Richard and y/n Tozier," she greeted us, my face heating at the use of Tozier as my last name. "Y/n, your former lover and Richard, your best friend..has passed away and seeing that he has no soulmate and you are the closest companions to him, you two get to choose wether he goes to Heaven or Hell... here is the form and please have your decision by Thursday, thank you" and with that she left, handing us an all black paper with white print.
"Former lover? Who was it Patrick from when you kissed him in second grade?" Richie joked as I read the form. "It's Eds" I mumbled. "Oh, let's bring him here- wait... tell me you and Eddie didn't.." Richie trailed off, sadness evident in his brown eyes.
"Richie I was really hurt and it was a year aft-" I began, setting the paper down and following as Richie walked away from me. "Seriously?!" He shouted, running a hand through his hair.
"I was in pain Richie I was hurting a lot" I spoke softly, tears threatening to pour out of my eyes. "So your way of healing is hooking up with Eddie?" He hissed. "Richie it was a one time thing" I shot, watching him roll his eyes. "God, she's such a whore"
"Are you serious?" I shouted, storming away from him. He stood for a second with his eyebrows furrowed until he got it. "She read my fucking mind"
"Last time I checked mourning comes in 5 stages but apparently you went straight to acceptance and just sucked off Eddie and maybe shed a tear or two" Richie shouted and I turned, steam pouring from my ears.
"Richie you fucking left me! You promised me that you'd be with me forever! You have no idea how many nights I stood on the bridge, wanting to jump off and just see you again! But Eddie saved me Rich, he helped me" I cried, shoving his chest back as tears flowed down my cheeks. "I'm here, it's okay.. I'm here" he cooed, brushing my hair and wrapping his lanky arms around me.
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SO SHE SPEAKS !!!
BITCH i have so many ideas for this I want to turn it into a book 😳😙 maybe...
