Miss Britain (Richie Tozier)

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Walking up the steps of Ben's house Harriet Bennett shivered slightly regretting her choice of clothing she was wearing a stripy crop top and jeans "you cold princess?" Richie Tozier asked from behind the girl "a little" she replied shrugging her shoulders slightly "here" Richie took off his hawian button up shirt and placed it on her shoulders "thanks Rich" she said planting a soft kiss to the Tozier boys cheek making a soft pink haze appear on his face.

Walking beside Stan a piece of paper caught Harriets attention "woah woah woah?" Richie awed looking around the room "cool right?" Ben said a proud smile on his face "no nothing cool, there's nothing cool we'll this is cool wait no it's not" Richie picked an item up of Ben's desk as him and Eddie began to examine it closely "what's that?" Stanley asked pointing to the piece of paper in front of them "that? That's the charter for Derry township" Ben replied coming and standing in between the British girl and the Jewish boy "nerd alert" Richie whispered loud enough for everyone to hear "actually it's really interesting" Harriet nodded listening to what the Hanscom boy had to say "Derry started as a beaver trapping camp" Ben moved towards a clump of photos stuck to the wall "still is am I right boys?" the raven haired boy put his hand up for Stan to high five but the other boy pulled his hand down. "Richie I swear if you don't shut the fuck up I'm going to sew your mouth shut" Harriet snapped sick of the boys antics "noted..... Noted shutting the fuck up" Richie mumbled as the losers chuckled "continue Ben" the Brit smiled innocently "thank you Harriet, anyway Ninety - one people signed the charter that made Derry but later that winter they all disappeared without a trace"

Harriet's eyes widen "spooky" she said reading over the charter "there was rumors of Indians, but no sign of an attack" Ben stated "spookier" Harriet said again "everyone thought it was a plauge of something but it's like one day everyone just woke up and left the only clue was a trail of bloody clothes leading to the well house" Ben finished "spookiest" Harriet spoke nodding  "jesus we can get Derry on unsolved mysteries" Richie said taking in all of the information around him "let's do it that's a brilliant idea" Eddie replied patting him on the back "where's the well house?" Bill asked looking "somewhere in town maybe why?" Ben looked at the Denbrough boy "nothing" Bill turned around and continued to stare out the window "well I'm goona hit the hay gentlemen my mother said I had to be home by 6" Harriet waved to them and they all shouted a chorus of 'bye'.

As Harriet entered her house she could the string scent of weed "mum?" the Bennett girl could hear moans of pleasure from her mothers room "disgusting" she walked over to her bedroom door placing her backpack on the floor by her wardrobe walking over to the sock drawer she had hidden her notebook in removing all the socks a digging deep to the bottom she looked for the book but found nothing "looking for this" the shrill voice of Victoria Bennett sounded from behind the poor girl her blonde hair was sticking up and her mascara had run down her face her swollen lips pulled into a scowl "who's this you slut the guy you've been fucking down in the barrens?" the woman took long strides towards her daughter "n-no he's just a friend" Harriet said as she trembled her mother was drunk and most likely high so the 13 year old knew not to be a smart arse and answer back "your a fucking liar Harriet" Victoria grabbed her daughter roughly by the collar raise her hand to slap her "Victoria please" a man came in from her bedroom door both females turned there heads towards the new voice "allow me"  a dark sadistic grin appeared on his face as he removed his belt from his waist "p-please don't d-do this" Harriet pleaded jesus she was starting to sound like Bill "go ahead Elliot" Victoria walked out the room leaving the girl and the unknown man alone "vicky said she had a kid didn't think she'd be this pretty" he said licking his lips as he walked towards her.

She tried to bolt to the door but Elliot grabbed her hair yanking her backwards the girl yelped as she was pulled backwards onto the floor Elliot standing above her "now be a good girl"  he started to place rough kisses along her jaw line leading down to her neck as she cried out "shut up whore" Harriet felt a sharp sting on her chest as the cool metal of the belt came in contact with her skin, Elliot bit and sucked on her neck leaving dark marks the boy would question when they saw "your not behaving for me and now you'll suffer the consequences" his fist landed on her face she screamed and tried to loosen out of his tight grip but it didn't work the beating went on for alother 10 minutes when she stopped struggling Elliot eventually stopped "Good girl now you stay right in this room and ill be back tomorrow".

Harriet walked into the family bathroom as soon as her mother and Elliot left she had a large purple and yellow bruise on her left eye, her lip had split open and the hickeys Elliott left where clearly visible "fuck me" she mumbled as she dabbed spots of fountain over her exposed neck trying to cover up the marks but it didn't work "fuck fuck fuck fuck what am I supposed to tell the boys" she fell to the floor in a big heap "Hattie" a calming voice rippled through the walls of the house "Betty?" Harriet croaked recognising the voice of her best friend "Hattie I'm here" Harriet sprinted down the stairs and into the kitchen the basement door open fully "Betty!" the brunette yelled a sense of ergency in her voice "Harriet come down here and then maybe you'll float too" Harriet stopped in her tracks "fuck Bet? Is that you?" the girl picked a knife up out of the drawer and began to walk down the cold stone steps.

"classic fucking horror movie move walking into your basement" Harriet gripped the knife tightly in her left palm a flashlight clutched in her right "Bet this isn't funny come out" a creepy laughter echoed throughout the dark "come on Harriet you'll float too" the voice changed and it grew deeper "y-your not Betty" she mentally slapped herself of course it wasn't Betty but she thought maybe just for a moment that her best friend may not be dead after all "oh I'm sorry to disappoint you Hattie but I couldn't help but hear you needed a friend" Harriet scoffed "I have friends bitch" the mystery person moved out of the shadows to reveal a horrible clown "they don't care about you no one does" the clown mocked "yes they do there my friends" Harriet couldn't help but wonder if maybe the clown was right "they only let you hang around because they feel bed" they couldn't could they? After all they didn't tell her about finding Betty's sneaker in the Barrens "you know I'm right" Harriet screamed again her throat still hoarse from screaming at Elliott "your not real, it's not real, I'm dreaming" she bounded back up the stairs towards her bedroom and locked the door panting heavily "this really isn't my day"