Shut Up, Tozier || R•T [✔]

Never...

                  

The kids stood outside of the Neibolt house. The only sound was their makeshift weapons clinking and clanging.

The group walked into the house slowly. Sam took a deep breath, preparing herself. Bill turned around, making her turn around also.

There in the doorway stood Stan, hesitating on entering.

"S-Stan we all have to go." Bill said with a sympathetic tint to his voice.

Stan looked at his shoes. Sam sighed, walking over to him.

"We need you Stan. Please?" Sam asked, grabbing one of his hands. Stan looked up her and she smiled slightly at him. Sam's smile widened when Stan began to step into the doorway.

"Just... Just stay with me, this place is stupidly creepy..." Stan whispered to her where the guys wouldn't hear. She nodded simply, squeezing his hand a little reassuringly.

The seven of them made their way downstairs and towards the well that Bill had told them about.

"Hey Ed, got a quarter?" Richie said lowly, looking down the well.

"I wouldn't wanna make a wish in that thing..." Eddie replied.

"Beverly?" Ben shouted down the well.

"How are we supposed to get down there?"

Bill walked over to a rope lying on the ground, and without saying anything began tying it up. Bill got onto the rope and began going down. Sam close behind as soon as he was off the rope.

Once everyone was down and Mike was grabbing the rope to prepare to come down as well, they heard something crash to the floor above. Everyone shined their light up the well, revealing Henry Bowers with blood all over his face.

"Get the rope! Get the rope!" Eddie yelled as Bowers yanked it up and away form the group.

There was a solid minute and a half of nobody knowing what was going on above. When suddenly Bowers came falling down the well at an unbelievable speed. Mike then came into view at the top.

"I'm okay." He said, clearly out of breath.

Sam sighed, spinning around when she heard a noise at the other end of the pipe (I made this happen to Sam instead of Stan).

"Bev?" She asked quietly, a gasp escaping her lips when the clown she knew all too well poked his head out from the edge of the pipe. Sam spun back around to see that she was now in a new place. It didn't take her long to begin hyperventilating.

"BILL! STAN! OH GOD WHERE ARE YOU GUYS!? STAN!" She began breaking down just before she saw something move.

"WHO'S THERE?!" She screamed, frantically spinning her flashlight around, suddenly landing on the figure of her uncle lunging at her.

She let out a shriek just before something touched her shoulder and spun her around. There stood Richie, but not just Richie, Eddie and Stan too.

"Sam! Sam where did you go!?" Richie said frantically. Sam could immediately tell that this was the real Richie. She had come into contact with the demon Richie more than enough times to be able to tell at this point.

"Let go of me!" She began crying. "I told you! We aren't friends anymore! Don't act like you care!" She struggled against Richie's grip on her shoulders.

Richie took a deep breath in.

"Samantha! You listen to me right now! I don't care what you say to me anymore! Because guess what, no matter what you do I'm always going to be there! No matter what you say or do to me I will never leave you! You are stuck with me whether you like it or not, so get used to it! I will never, NEVER stop loving you Samantha! So you are going to have to accept that!..." He said aggressively, staring into her eyes the entire time he spoke.

A single tear fell from her eye, seeing as the shock of Richie yelling at her halted her crying, all but that tear. She stood there, frozen, mouth slightly open in surprise.

Richie let go of her shoulders and turned around, beginning to walk away. Sam was snapped out of her trance.

She quickly grabbed Richie's forearm and spun him back around, she pulled him into her and pressed her lips against Richie's.

Richie stumbled slightly from the quick movement, but as soon as he came to his senses on what was happening he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her as close as he possibly could. Sam snaked her arms around his neck, playing with his hair. This was the longest kiss they've ever shared

Stan and Eddie looked at each other awkwardly, not wanting to intervene.

"Richie, we need to find Beverly." Sam mumbled against the boys lips.

"Shh, later." He mumbled back.

Sam giggled, breaking the kiss. "Not later, now." Richie made a pouting face, she just mocked him by making the same face back.

"FINE we'll find Bev first." He groaned, grabbing the girls hand and walking out. Along with the other two boys who Sam and Richie had forgotten were even there. Sam laced her fingers with Richie's as they ran back to the group.