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Everybody Wants to Rule the World

Bev's POV

With a new fire in my soul, I have to come up with a plan. I heard a crunch next to me. I turned around. I thought that I was alone. I turned around with caution. If it was that clown I didn't have anything to defend myself. 

I let out a sigh of relief. It was just y/n. I ran towards her. I have never been so happy to see one of the losers.

"Y/n. Do you know how the hell we got here?" I asked her as I squeezed the life out of her. 

"No clue. What is this place even?" She pulled away from my hug and slowly surveyed the place. Her eyebrows were scrunched together. Did she know the whole story?

"The well house. We are on Neilbolt street right now. If I remember right the only way up id from there." I said as I pointed up. " I really thought I was done with this bullshit when I moved."

"I'm sorry Bev." Y/n said as she started to cry. She fell to the ground. 

I was really confused. Why was she crying? Did she think that this was her fault? 

I started to wipe her tears. "Why do you think this your fault?" 

She looked up at me and started to laugh. I was extra confused. She was spending to much time with Richie.

"I went to the bathroom so I could ask you if you liked Bill or Ben." She said as she clutched her stomach while I looked mortified.

"How do you know about that? Which of those idiots told you" I was making fists with my hands. The first thing I was going to do when I got out of here was beat their asses.

"No one had to tell me. I have eyes. Not the point of this. Who is it? They both are pretty great." She said as she rested her elbows on her knees, leaning forward. 

I started to laugh. I forgot how it was to have girl friends after being with boys the whole summer. 

"Let's make a plan before we start we talking about my love life," I said as I began to laugh.

She clapped her hands together. I jumped. You shouldn't do that when you are stuck in a demon's lair. She had a look on her face that would make you think she thought of the way to cancer.

"We can do both!"

Y/n POV

I was a genius. It would distract us both while we were stuck here and it would be good. The plan was going to be the hard part. I stood up and grabbed a random object next to me. I started to make an outline of the well house in the dirt. The boys may be idiots, but they are very descriptive with their stories.

"We are at the bottom of this place right now. What are different ways to get out? I know you guys used a rope to get down the first time." I began to pace. (Stan who?)

"It isn't like we can communicate with the outside world. The only way we have is Pennywise. We both know that is not an option."  Bev said.

"The club will realize we aren't there eventually, but how long will that take. We can only depend on ourselves at this point." I point out.

"Maybe we can make a big pile and climb it," I said. She just looked at me like I was crazy. "We can take the stuff that Pennywise has taken from kids and climb it. It may not be safe, but I think that this is our only option." I concluded.

"It is worth a shot. We have nothing to lose. If it doesn't work out, we can go back to the drawing board." We looked at each other and nodded. We are going to get out of here in one piece.

We both sat down and thought. I was thinking about my life before I got here. It was pretty average. Nothing special. This was one of the craziest things that have ever happened to me. I propped myself on my elbow, facing Bev.

"So Bevie, Bill or Ben. I don't have a team in this situation. They are both my friends." I said as I sat up fully.

Bev sat up too. She looked up, off into space. She is probably weighing her options. I personally think that she should pick Ben. Bill was great, I love him, but with Ben he was different. When I was hanging out one on one with Bill we talk about everything, but with Ben all he talks about is Bev. What he thought of her when they first met, how she helped him out, his poem. He is just in the right place for her. I would never tell her though. I didn't want to sway her opinion.

"I don't know. They both are really great. Bill was my first kiss and he is really handsome. Ben is so nice to me. He wrote a poem for me, he saved me when I was floating, and he is just so ugh, you know what I mean." She said with a look of love that she lacked with Bill.

"No, I don't know what you mean," I said as I awkwardly looked away. I never stuck in a place for too long, so I can never build anything meaningful. 

"Really? You're so pretty, you have a great personality, and you are really smart. If I wasn't stuck on Ben, hell even I would go after you." She said. Then it sunk in what she just said. 

"I think you know who you are going to choose. Aww, now I feel bad for Bill. You know what, whatever! I'll watch sad movies with him. Bev and Ben sitting in a tree. K-I-S-" I got cut off with Bev putting her hand over my mouth. 

"Let's move on from this. The sooner I get out of here the better" Bev said as she got up and started to look for supplies.

Back with the rest of the losers club

Mike's POV

I wonder what is taking the girls so long in the bathroom. All the other guys were arguing about the bathroom thing. I really regret not changing the subject. I put my head down on the table as I waited for their bickering to die down. 

It slowly got less intense. The argument was mainly between Richie and Eddie. I swear they fight like an old married couple. (Reddie anyone?)

"Hey, where is Y/n and Beverly? They have been in their for a really long time." Stan realized.

"I can go and check on them. It has been 20 minutes." I said as I looked down at my watch. They all agreed.

When I got to the bathroom, I began to softly knock on the door. 

"Hey, guys it is Mike. Are you alright in their?" I asked. There was no response. I heard the screams from the day of the fire in the back of my head. The last time I heard that was when... Oh no.

I cautiously pushed the door open, silently praying that I was wrong. When I got inside, my worst fears were confirmed.

I ran to the table. When I got there I was out of breath. 

"It got the girls. We need to fight It again."