Sharing Cigarettes (Beverly Marsh x fem!reader)

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Claire Pommet
As
Rachel Thompson

I swear one of these days I'm going to cut off dick off of every perverted man with nail clippers, before feeding it to them.

Sofia Lillis
As
Beverly Marsh

This is what It wants. It wants to divide us. We were all together when we fought it, that's why we're still alive.

Trigger Warnings: homophobic slurs if you feel uncomfortable skip past the tw part.

Have you ever been afraid to talk to someone, especially that person you really really like? If you have, you probably could relate to how Rachel Thompson felt during Science, the last science class of the year.

The bell was going to ring sooner than later the kids in her class were going around signing each other's year books. Rachel just sat there wanting to get the hell out of there.

Ringggg. Ringggg.
The final bell had finally rung, dismissing the students for the last time. Rachel had silently slipped out of class trying to find her way out as discreetly as possible.

Turning through the twisted hallways Rachel's eyes landed on the Bowers gang, her chief tormenters. Not today Rachel took the smartest move she could which was walking to the bathroom and wait till everyone left.

Normally Rachel hated entering/going to the bathroom at school. There was never any toilet paper and/or soap, it smelled horrible and worst of all...Bang! A echoing noise erupts from the second of four stalls. Are you in there by yourself Beaverly? Or is half the guys school in there with you, huh slut ? Greta Keene tormented a girl Rachel guessed to be Beverly Marsh.

Greta Keene was a interesting case for Rachel. Greta would always torment the other girls for quote unquote "sluts", while she sleeps around with half the school. Rachel had always figured Greta had at least one STD.

I know you're in there slut. I can smell you from here. You little slut. No wonder you don't have any friends. Says the one who smells like piece of shit, looks like one too. Rachel mumbled under her breath. Which one is it Greta, am I a little slut or a little shit? Beverly retaliates back.

Well you're a little shit and we just wanted to remind you. Greta's minions began to drag a trash bag they had been filling with water to the stall separating Rachel's and Beverly's. Rachel knew what was going to happen next. You know Greta you shouldn't slut shame someone, if you sleep around yourself. Rachel said trying to be brave.

Tw

What would you know you little dirty faggot. Greta yelled turning her direction of focus from Beverly to Rachel.
End of tw

Greta's minions were hovering above Beverly's stall know trying to get the trash bag over. Rachel silently slipped between her stall and the stall Greta's minions were in. Well I know I don't have STD for one. Rachel says as she grabs minion ones leg pulls on it causing minion won to fall and stands in minion ones place, minion two trying to process what just happened.

I also know that you, Greta Keene are a miserable piece of shit. Rachel then proceeds to take the trash bag and pour it on Greta.

A moment of silence followed. In that silence was a mix of shame, fear, shock, and sweet, sweet karma. Greta let out a shriek only dogs can here before rounding her minions out. Hope you have a good summer Greta! Rachel called out, before being flipped off by Greta.

You can come out now if you'd like Beverly. You might want to exit through this stall though. Beverly crawls under the stalls and makes eye contact with Rachel.

Thanks Rachel, right? Y-yeah that's right. Thanks for standing up for me , why did you even stand up for me? Well we're both tired of Greta and we both know she's a piece of shit. I feel really bad for the janitor now. There was also another reason Rachel stood up for Beverly one she would never tell. You got a point there. Beverly says with a soft chuckle.

Just as they exited the bathroom. Rachel had a idea. Hey Beverly could I have your number? Y-you know to stay in contact over the summer? You sure, you want the number of a "slut"? You sure you want to give your number to a gay? The girls look at each other. Definitely. They say at the same time.

Rachel had to control a massive blush as Beverly let out another soft chuckle as she wrote her number on Rachel's yearbook, Rachel had done the same.

Well Rachel from science we will definitely be hanging out during the summer. Definitely. As Rachel and Beverly left the now almost deserted school, Rachel held her head up high with a skip in her step that was something she hadn't done since the fourth grade.

The fourth grade was when she accidentally came out to the school as gay, and well students told their friends, who told their parents, the news spread like a wild fire. Not in a good way either. Everyone turned against her even her old friends the losers club. Her dad barely acknowledged she existed, while her mom pretends that everything "normal"

The walk home was pleasant for Rachel even if she was walking alone. Walking past her neighbour Eddie Corcan, Rachel swung the door open and was bitterly reminded of her reality.

But over all Rachel couldn't give a damn at the moment she got the number of the girl who stole her heart in the second grade. The girl who she had a little secret about. The girl she wanted to be around always. The girl she loved. That girl was Beverly Marsh.