Matt Dillon imagines ♡

Richie White

"Damn I missed" I mumbled to myself. I held the pistol up again and eventually shot the empty can off the fence. I sighed, there wasn't much else to do in New Granada. The planned community doesn't really care about the kids- it's what the adults want. So, we had to do whatever we could to pass the time.

As I went to pick the can up again, I heard two kids gossiping nearby. "They got caught" I heard one say. I raised an eyebrow and curiously approached. "Who got caught?" I demanded. 

"Richie and Carl." 

I gasped at the first name.

Was it true? Did my boyfriend really get caught by the cops? I wasted no time in running towards the station, I had to see him.

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I paced outside the station waiting for Richie, I didn't know how long he was going to be questioned for. After nearly an hour, I spotted Carl walking out. "Hey! Where's Richie?" I called out. "He's being arrested for illegal weapons concealment" he shrugged. "Goddammit!" I kicked the rocks on the ground in a huff.

"He kept arguing back," he told me. "What did he say?" I asked. "Well he said to the deputy; you guys got a lot of laws right? Well lemme tell you somethin', I only got one law, a kid who tells on another kid is a dead kid" Carl recalled. I gave a small smile, I knew that was something Richie wholeheartedly stood by. "Well...Thanks" I said and watched him walk away.

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It had been a few days since I had last seen Richie and I was reading a magazine on my bed when I heard a loud bang against my window. Looking down, Richie was standing there with a pebble in his hand. I smiled and opened the window, watching as he climbed up and sneaked into my bedroom. Richie smirked and pulled me in for a hot kiss, his arms snaked around my body.

"Hey, pretty girl" he greeted, licking his lips. "I thought you weren't coming out!" I fretted. "They kept trying to get me to 'fess up" he answered, chewing on his gum as he lays down on my bed. "Carl told me what you said," I told him as I wrapped my arm around his waist. "Hm?" He hummed in response. "Your Richie law" I smiled. "Damn straight he smirked. "That's my boy" I winked before we went off to cause more trouble.