The Loser's Club || Beverly Marsh x Male Reader

✦-Chapter 7: IT SEES US!!

The very next day, everybody including you arrived at town square. From what it seemed like, they were getting ready for a parade of some sorts. Whatever it was, it didn't really matter since you were all so focused on another missing children's poster.

This time, it was Edward Corcoran.

"They say they found part of his hand all chewed up near the standpipe" Stanley spoke nervously.

"He asked to borrow a pencil once," Ben added.

You'd remember seeing him wandering the halls at school, but to think he went missing a few days after Betty is pretty suspicious. What even made things more ominous was the fact that nobody was looking for her.

Meanwhile, while this was happening, Richie was harassing a band member and playing with his Baritone in public. This was before being pulled away in such short notice.

As Bill lifted the Edward's poster, you began to realize that they just taped one poster over the other. Jeez, nobody cares about this town it seems.

"It's like she's been f-f-forgotten because Corcoran missing." Bill said, looking back.

"Is it ever gonna end?" Stanley nervously replied.

"What the fuck, dude!" You could practically hear Richie yelling as the guy yanked his tuba out of his hands.

Just out of the blue, Eddie comes out of thin air holding out two ice cream cones in his hands. How he was able to do that was beyond your understanding. "What are you guys talking about?"

Richie appeared from out of nowhere and yanked an icecream cone out of Eddie's hands, but Eddie didn't seem to mind in the slightest.

"What they always talk about." Richie replied, taking a lick from out of his ice cream.

"I actually think it will end. For a little while, atleast." Ben stated.

"What makes you say that?" You cocked your head in curiosity.

"Yeah, what do you mean?" replied Beverly.

In seconds, you and Bev were both staring at Ben with a look of bewilderment. He constipated for a few seconds about whether he should continue or not. But, upon figuring out that he has everyone's uninvited attention now, it was best to just rip it off.

"So, I was going over my derry research and I charted out all the big events. The ironworks explosion in 1908, the Bradley gang in '35, and the black spot in '62. And now kids being..." Ben stopped midway into his sentence, looking over at Bill. From what it seemed like, he was trying his best to not appear insensitive to him like all the other times prior.

He continued. "I realized this stuff seems to happen.."

"...every 27 years." Bill said, interrupting Ben completely.

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You all found some other place to sit down, no thanks to Richie. In only a few minutes of being there, we were already being chased down by an officer. Luckily enough, we were able to lose him before he caught on to what we were doing.

Now everyone was hanging around the park, leaning on the bench as we continued to hear Ben's explanation or atleast theory of what this clown creature really was, and when it would strike next.

"So, let me get this straight." you recounted. "It comes out from wherever to eat kids for, like a year? And then what? It just goes into hibernation?"

"Maybe it's like... what do you call it?" Stanley replied with enthusiasm. "Cicadas. You know, the bugs that come out once every 17 years."