IT 2017 | Bill Denbrough

chapter seven

"You! You did this!" Sonia grabbed Eddie's good arm, pulling him away from us.

"You know how delicate he is" She grabbed onto the back of his neck, dragging him into her car.

"We were attacked, M-M-Mrs. K" Bill tried to reason with the woman.

"No! Don't! Don't try and blame anyone else" She slammed the car door shut leaving Eddie in there alone. Sonia dropped her keys while trying to lock the car door.

"Here, let me help" Bev stepped forward.

"Get back! Oh, I've heard of you. Miss Marsh. And I don't want a dirty girl like you touching my son."

"Those are just rumors!" I stepped in.

"Excuse me?" The large woman raised her eyebrows.

"I said" I stepped forward. "Those. Are. Just. Rumors."

"Lydia, don't" Bev warned.

Mrs. K scoffed. "Uh huh"

She looked down at Bills flannel- which I was wearing- and looked over at Bill, who just looked down. She scoffed again and looked back to me, getting closer to my face.

"You're just a little whore, aren't you?"

I opened my mouth a little, but nothing came out. Bill grabbed onto my hand, and squeezed it. Mrs K. nodded her head while mockingly laughing and backed out of my face.

"You're all monsters! All of you! And Eddie is done with you. Do you hear? Done!"

She stormed around to the other side of the car and got in. She slammed the car door making Eddie flinch from inside. Eddie didn't dare look up at us. Mrs. K then sped off. I look over at Rich to see him crying. Bill let go of my hand.

"I saw t-the well. We know w-w-where it is. And... and next time we'll b-be better prepared."

"No! No next time, Bill! You're insane!" Stan yelled. I was a little set back, I've never seen Stanley this mad.

"Why?" Beverly defended. "We all know no one else is going to do anything."

I scrunched my eyebrows. She wasn't in there the whole time. Sure, she saw the clown, but she didn't see everything it can do. She doesn't know what we went through. I love her to death but I can't go through with that again.

"Eddie was nearly killed!" Richies voice broke. "And look at this motherfucker! He's leaking hamburger helper!" Although the remark may of sounded offensive, Ben nodded in agreement.

"We can't pretend it's gonna go away. Ben, you said it yourself, it comes back every 27 years" Beverly argued.

"Fine! I'll be 40 and far away from here!" Ben admitted. "I thought you said you wanted to get out of this town, too."

"I wanna run towards something. Not away!"

I roll my eyes at her. Is she for real? Three of her friends almost died!

"What?" Beverly noticed my eye roll.

"Nothing" I mutter.

"Say it."

"No."

"Yes."

"Okay, fine. You're being an unrealistic bitch!" I fire at her.

She moved her head back as if I had physically hurt her. What? She asked me to tell her so I did. Besides, I'm not lying.

"O-O-Okay, calm down guys" Bill said.