It chapter two alternative ending-reddie/stenbrough/benverly

Back to Derry.

Bev:

I held the cold glass to my lips and shut my eyes while taking a sip of the wine. what the fuck. Ben rubs my thigh and kisses my temple. My knee was bouncing and my fingers were fidgety. "ben..." i whisper. he turns to me with a small smile to suggest that he's listening. "i thought this would be over" i said putting the glass down on the tray infront of me.

"i know bev, it will be soon" he says with hope in his voice. he shuts his eyes and puts his neck pillow on.

I look behind me and smile at mike. i cant imagine how he feels. he's had to stay in that goddamn town his entire life and right when he gets to leave...he's on a plane right back to Derry.

mike nods his head to me and i hand him the cheap wine provided in first class. he takes a sip and thanks me, though i can hardly hear due to the pressure in my ears. I grab the glass and finish it. what a day tomorrow will be.

Richie:

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i close my suit case and throw it on the bed. i hear eddie in the shower humming a song.  i'm trying my best to stay calm for eddie. he's never reacted well to anything involving neibolt or that motherfucking clown. when we were kids, after we had 'killed' pennywise, he had night terrors. i would get calls from him in the middle of the night while he cried. He would take turns calling a different loser each night so we wouldn't get annoyed. i could never get annoyed. most nights that he called me i would end up sneaking into his room and holding him while he cried. Any time he left his house, i'd have to walk him home. he hated neibolt.

Eddie walking out of the bathroom in just a towel and a tooth brush in his mouth snaps me out of my thoughts. fuck. "am i drooling?" i ask him while wiping the bottom of my chin. eddie rolls his eyes and walks back into the bathroom with a sway in his hips. i stare at his ass as he walks away.

Eddie:

Richie follows him into the bathroom and hold my waist from behind. he kisses the back of my neck gently and smiles at me in the mirror as i brush my teeth. i spit the toothpaste out and smile at him. i turn to face him.

"does my breath smell good?" i ask smiling. 

"so good, now i can kiss you" he said moving his lips from my neck to my jaw. i tilt my head back and shut my eyes.

"i love you, trashmouth"

"i want to fuck you right now, eds" he said completely disregarding my comment. i giggle.

"beep beep" i whisper and hold his face to kiss him. 

richie kisses me back. his tongue runs across my lips and i open my mouth. i feel him breathing against me and i bite his bottom lip.

"eddie..." he moans and pulls my waist closer. i pull his blazer off his body and pull his shirt off. "god eds" he says and pushes my towel down.

"take your pants off tozier" i say and pull away to help. he starts to fumble with the belt and buttons until we are both naked. he smiles at me and laughs

"we are so gay" he jokes and kisses my neck. his lips against my skin feels so good and i close my eyes.

shit

the second i close my eyes i see that stupid clown. richie continues to suck on my neck, he slowly starts to kiss down my chest and then moves to his knees. he runs his fingers across my v-line and kisses my hips. i'm still seeing pennywise. i open my eyes trying to rid the picture of him in the closet from when i was a kid but it didn't help. i felt possessed. i was possessed to only see a clown while my boyfriend was about to give me a blow job. richie moves his hand to touch me. his longg fingers wrap around me and my hips stutter. i only see pennywise. i look down to richie. i only want to see richie. i want to see the man i love pleasure me but when i look down at him i see pennywise. fuck.

"r-richie- richie stop" i say, i tried to push the view of pennywise out of my head but it stayed. i wasn't in the mood anymore. richie stood back up and kissed my cheek gently.

"what's wrong ?" he asked and rubbed my back. he could tell i wasn't feeling it anymore. i take deep breaths trying to calms down.

"i'm sorry- i'm so sorry i'm just to worried about the article. we have to leave soon anyway. let's just keep packing." i say holding his face.

richie smiles and nodded. "if you insist baby girl" he jokes.

as much as i hate when he doesn't take things seriously...i do like that he can ease tension with his jokes.

i go to the closet and get dressed as richie re dresses himself. 

Bill:

Stanley and I had been in the car for a solid 3 hours straight. Stan is very particular about scheduled bathroom breaks and rest stops for food and to stretch. Our first break is in another 45 minutes. i'm starting to go insane. I wish we could have just taken a plane but stanley is afraid of flying. fucking pussy. I tap the steering wheel rhythmically to my favorite band "The Black Keys" i look over and see stanley trying to focus on his cross word puzzle. his shoes are off and he pushes his glasses up. I love stanley so much but man is he old. stanley smiles at me and i pay attention to the road again.

"are you feeling alright about all this?" i ask and grab his free hand.

"fine" he says bluntly. ever since this article came out, stanley has been very quiet. any time he does speak, it's always one word sentences. I'm proud of him for fighting his fear and pain and pushing through.

"i'm proud of you" i praise and watch the cars pass by. "i'm proud of you for doing this"

"thanks" he said and bites his bottom lip. i know this is hard for him.

this is hard for me too.

A/N

thanks for still reading. i love you all. thank you thank you thank you. please give me suggestions for this story. it's on the back burner but i'm trying to get this story to be my top priority but i have no clue what to write.