So I started with a Beverly and Bill POV in the last chapter and now I'm going to continue with Beverly's POV. Enjoy.
~TurnTechGayerKid
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Beverly's POV
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I got ready to go meet with Bill, I started to leave and go out the door to see him but I was stopped, "Where are you sneaking off to?" Daddy asked, "no-nowhere daddy," I said, "you looked prettied up," He said, "I'm not prettied up daddy," I said, "I wear this almost every day," I added, "Come here," he said extending his hand towards me, I slowly walked to my waiting father, I put my small hand in his larger one, "You know I worry about you, Bev," he says in a quiet but darkening voice, "I know," I responded looking everywhere but his face, "People in town have been saying some things to me about you, sneaking around with a bunch of boys," he said to me, "the only girl in the pack," he added, "they're just friends, I swear," I responded starting to get a weird feeling in my stomach, "I know what's in a boys mind when they look at you Bevvie," he said to me as his fingers rubbed the back of my hand sending chills down my spine, he started to squeeze my hand a little, "I know it too well," he continued, "My hand," I said as my hand started to hurt, I felt even more uneasy as I looked into his eyes, there was something dark hidden behind his eyes, "are you doing, womanly things down in the woods with those boys?" He asked tightening his grip, "no, Nothing, you don't have to worry, I-I promise," I said he started to tighten his grip, even more, pain rushed through my hand, he pulled out the card that one of the boys had given me, "What's this?" He asked, "I-i-it's nothing, it's just a poem," I answered, he didn't stop squeezing my hand and his grip only got tighter it was starting to scare me, "Just a poem?" He asked me, "That you were hiding in your underwear drawer?" He asked once more, I was starting to freak out, not only because of the crazy in his eyes but also because the question that I asked myself, 'why the hell was he in my underwear drawer' I couldn't stand it any longer, I wanted to run all the way to Bill, I needed one of the losers by my side right now, I needed help, "Why would you have to hide it there?" He asked, I tried to pull my hand out of his but he didn't let it go, "are you still my girl?" He asked, "no," I said quietly, "What did you say?" He asked with an angry look in his eyes, "I SAID NO!" I yelled and pulled my hand away from him, when he let go of my hand I fell into the ironing table, I felt the pain in my hand slowly going away, "NO!" I yelled as he started walking towards me, "GET AWAY FROM ME!" I yelled at him again, he grabbed my legs trying to hold my struggling figure still, "NO!" I yelled again as he started to climb on top of me, "GET OFF!" I screamed as I tried to kick him, he got into my face I could smell his nasty breath, "Do those boys know that you're my..." I stopped him while mid-sentence by kicking him in the area, I crawled away from him as he held his crotch and then I kicked him in the face, I ran into the bathroom and locked the door behind me, I then grabbed a weapon and hid, I heard my father kick the door open, he walked towards where I was hiding, when he opened the curtains I hit him in the head with a huge glass thing, I didn't really even know what I used, he fell to the floor as his head started to bleed, he was dead, I killed my father, for some strange reason I felt the feeling of satisfaction, I wasn't sad I wasn't happy, I was just...normal, I honestly didn't know the feeling that I was currently feeling, I started to walk and right when I was about to leave, I felt a large hand wrap around my neck, I blacked out and forgot eveything that happened after this huge epesode that I just had with my crazy fucker of a father, 'Bill, Richie, Mike, Ben, (Y/N), Eddie' I thought, 'help me.'
Bill's POV
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I waited for Beverly to arrive at the park, she had called me but she didn't even come, I was getting a little suspicious and I went over to her house, I tried knocking but nobody answered so I pushed the door lightly and it opened. As I walk in I see a bunch of shit all over the place, and I follow the huge mess up to the bathroom, I was shocked from the sight, did Beverly do this...or, did..., I started to wonder and I didn't want to think IT took Beverly, so I just thought Beverly did this for protection and ran away, that thought in my head disappeared when I looked at her ceiling, 'You die if you try' IT had taken Beverly. I had to tell the others, we need to find Beverly, we needed to save her, but, how do we save her, and maybe when we save her we'll find Georgie, maybe I will take him home and we'll all have a wonderful life again, I will not rest until I have rescued Beverly.

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