Mrs Trashmouth // Richie Tozier

Six

~Two weeks ago~

"Oh, f-fuck!" I hear Bill curse. "Jackie? Wake up!"

Bill was muttering. I tried my hardest to tell him "I'm here, I'm right here, Bill!". but my lips were sealed as much as my eyes were.

A couple minutes later, I hear a few doors opening, feet padding and the squeak of a bed.

"You'll be okay, Jackie.

I peeled my eyes open, and I'm met with a room. A teenager's.

"Holy fuck," I mutter under my breath. I continue to peer around the room. Photos and toys were covering every spot. Movie posters are strung up, for Gremlins and a few other goodies.

I un-tuck my arm from the blue sheets and pick up a bear, with a note attached.

"I want you to know that we really care about you, no matter how long it should take for you to wake up."

The handwriting was neat, the handwriting I knew as Bill Denbrough's, fellow loser. I smile and look at the sweet stuffed bear. It had a stitched grin plastered on its face, brown fur resting upon my cold skin.

Making me jump, the doorknob jiggles. I put down the bear and observe the happenings of the door.

Flustered, all the Losers walk in. They're greeted with my dopey eyes and they all start freaking out.

The boys rush over and are jumping all over the place. Various "Oh my god"s and "What the fuck?"s are heard.

"J-Jackie!" Bill smiles, wide. "Y-you're okay!"

"Holy shit. You terrified me, Jack. Do not pull this shit ever again." Stanley sighs, a grin tugging at his lips.

Ben's muttering "Thank God" and other thank you's at the end of the bed, and I just smile weakly.

"You worried me, even my granddad was worried." Mike smiles, a hand at the end of the bed.

"Jackie, I'm so glad you're okay." Ben was still having trouble comprehending the situation. He was fiddling with his fingers, a smile glazing his face.

"Fuck, Jackie!" Eddie smiles, puffing his inhaler. He holds my pale hand with a smile. "You're alive! While you were out, we all thought you were sleeping. Until everybody left, Bill notice you weren't sleeping. You were knocked out."

"Henry had come to visit you. It was so weird, Bill just had to let Henry in. Apparently, Henry wanted you to come back to your house, but Bill said no because you were already here." Stanley sighs.

"I know," I state. "I heard all of it."

"I-It was so terrifying, J-Jackie. I carried you all t-the way. N-not that you were h-heavy or any-anything, it just sc-scared me." Bill whimpers, looking at his beaten up sneakers.

"The Losers drifted apart that day. You woke up at the perfect time, really. Bev, she was taken by the clown. We need to save her" Eddie murmurs, a frown replacing the once bright grin from before.

I didn't care that my stomach was paining me like a bitch, I got out of that bed and stood up. "Let's go get Beverly."

HEY! JUST A SHORT CHAPTER BUT I PROMISE YOU THAT IT IS THE WEEKEND AND THERE WILL BE MORE UPDATES. I JUST TOOK MY MIDTERMS SO YEET! next chapter will take place in neibolt when they save beverly <3 some shit happens. also, should i extend the story after to show their relationship??? love from TrumpLand. *sigh*

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