I decided to make this for all the Stranger Things and It fans including myself!
I only do x readers, so DON'T REQUEST MILEVEN, BYLER, OR REDDIE OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. I don't ship that stuff, so it'll be uncomfortable to write about.
I'll respect y...
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Bold: Lyrics Italics: Flashbacks Slight Beverly Marsh x Reader. _______________________
I saved every letter you wrote me, from the moment I read them, I knew you were mine, you said you were mine, I thought you were mine.
I smiled as I looked down at the small letter that fell from the mailbox, I picked up the letter, I already knew who it was from, the one and only, Micheal Wheeler, he would write me and send me one or two letters every day.
I smiled as I read the small letter, poems of love, paragraphs full of passion. The two of us lived in different states, I lived in Maine, while he lived in Indiana.
Do you know what Angelica said when we saw your first letter arrive? She said, "be carful with that one love, he will do what it takes to survive."
I saw my best friend, Beverly Marsh approach me happily, the two of us lived fairly close, so, we would have sleepovers frequently.
She waved and ran over to me, I engulfed her in a tight hug with a happy smile on my face, she looked down at the letter in my hand "again Y/n?" She asked as she sighed, I nodded as my grin grew "this kid seems sweet, but he looks just like Richie, which means-" I frowned "Beverly, he's different, he's the kindest boy ever! He wouldn't do anything to hurt me!" I grinned, she shrugged "you never know N/n, he could be putting on a facade"she commented "trust me Bev, he wouldn't hurt me" I smiled at the girl, at least that was what I thought.
You and your words flooded my senses, your sentences left me defenseless, you built me palaces out of paragraphs, you built cathedrals, I'm re-reading the letters you wrote me, I'm searching and scanning for answers, in every line, for some kind of sign, and when you were mine, the world seemed to burn, burn.
"Beverly! Don't you think it would be an amazing idea to visit him? I mean, it's not too far" I grinned as the idea popped into my head, she looked at me as if I was crazy "are you insane Y/n?! Would your parents even allow that?! Who's gonna be there with you? My dad would never allow me to leave without him! He-" "screw your dad" I muttered and grabbed her hand "they don't have to know, only for a day or so" she sighed and shook her head "Y/n, when we get back to Derry, I would never be able to see you or the Loser's again, I wouldn't even be able to leave the house, and he would-" "you can stay with me then" I suggested, her eyes widened "I can't! That's impossible! Your parents wouldn't even allow it! And what would happen when my father finds out-" "he won't, trust me Bev, we'll be alright, my parents love you, I'm sure they'll be fine with it, until we turn eighteen, we then could find a house together!" I smiled, she sighed and looked unsure, but soon nodded "yay! Now, go pack, bring everything you can" I clapped my hands, she slightly nodded "you're lucky my fathers at work right now" she muttered and walked down the sidewalk toward her house.
