"You and Me, Always, forever." Beverly x F!Reader

Another one

You wake up at 9:30 am. Wheres Beverly?? you wonder. You look over to the nightstand, yawning. A yellow sticky note has something scribbled on it. 'Went home, didn't wanna bother you. Meet you behind at the festival with The Losers?' you smile and get to change. You change into (choice of clothing) and brush your hair ofc. You didn't bother making breakfast because you didn't like eating in the morning.

At the festival, you see Stanley, Bill, Ben, Mike, Richie, Eddie and Beverly. "Hey, guys!" you say walking over. Everyone was sitting on a bench or two and talking about something though it seemed serious. You all never really talked about serious topics, so it was definitely different. (Just saying, for FRs, you weren't invited to the whole 'beverly bathroom scene' iykwim). "Hey." Beverly smiles. "Whatever yall talking about..?" you ask while sitting down. They all look at each other, Bill nods. (sry if the way i write stuttering is annoying, idk how to do it). "W-w-e where j-just talking ab-out ...um..-" "It." Richie interrupts. "It?" you wondered. "The clown. Big ass forehead?". You have definitely seen him before. And it was not a fun time.

*flash back coz ..i want y/n to have an experience with him b4 that scene🤠*

You were walking home from school. As you were walking home, you heard footsteps behind you. With common sense, you start walking quicker. But as you walk quicker, so does the footsteps. What the fuck?  you start sprinting as soon as you see your house, racing for the door, duh. You shut the door behind you and see your old friend, Juno. Sounds normal, right? That's where you're wrong. Juno has been dead for two years. You turn off all the lights and huddle yourself in a corner. "It's just a dream." you repeat. "Wrong." you hear in front of you. You look up to see Juno, all banged up and ..just mangled. Blood everywhere. "How...how are you-..alive?" you stammer, shaken up. How could she be alive. She was declared legally dead for two years. TWO years. "It's your fault.". "..what?". "It's YOUR fault. YOUR fault I'm dead. YOU killed me. YOU. YOU. YOU." Juno repeats, over and over. You cover your eyes, wishing that some how it would all go away. Silence. You don't hear anything anymore. You slowly uncover your eyes, to see nothing. "Am I...having hallucinations again..?" you wonder, standing up. "Your fault." you hear behind you. Gasping as you turn around, a tall clown with what could be a million sharp teeth appears.  "W-WHAT THE FUCK?!" You scream in horror. With, once again, commonsense, you run out the front door screaming for anyone near-by. Eventually, you see your neighbor, Martha, who always takes late night walks. "Whoa, whoa. Y/N, calm down! What's going on??".

"Y/N? Y/N??? Hello, earth to Y/N!!!" you hear as you come back to your senses. "Oh..sorry. Right..the clown." you whisper. "Everything okay??" Stanley asks. "Yeah, I've just..sorta had an encounter with IT too.". "Great, everyones had an encounter with this thing." Richie sighs. "Wha-t was t-th-e encount-ter?..". "Um..it..well i was walking home from school. I heard footsteps behind me, so ran home and locked the front door, Obviously. Before I hid, I saw an old friend..Juno-" "Wait, Juno Carmen??" Eddie asks. "Yeah.". "She's been dead for what...two years?? How did you see her?". "I'm telling you, the clown can make you see stuff...dead people." Mike explains. "Yeah, you're right. But um..backtracking to the encounter. I hid, and I heard someone say something. Specifically, Junos voice. So I looked up, and saw Juno. Except she was...dead. Bloody, ripped up...She kept repeating that it was my fault. Over and over! I covered my eyes, thinking it was ..a hallucination. But, then I heard nothing. It stopped." everyone leans closer, clearly interested. "So I got up, ready to leave. To find help. But I heard something behind me. Obviously I turn around, and I just saw...a disturbing clown. A million sharp teeth and just..a god awful smile. I ran out. And everything after was just a blur." you finish. "I think IT shows your greatest fears. Eddies biggest fear is Leapers / Illness. Mikes is the incident, regret. B-e-verlys is growing up, S-stanley-s is flutes, Y/Ns must be the same as Mike-s-s. Regret / an Inci-ident. Mine is also the same, G-georgie.". You all look at Richie. "What's yours?" Beverly asks. Richie hesitates. "Clowns." Ironic. You think to yourself.

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Heyy thanks to everyone whos reading this :))
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