𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 |𝘌.𝘒 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳|

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Continuing with (Y/N) POV yayyyyy!!!

~TurnTechGayerKid

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(Y/N) POV

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I ran as fast as I could to see Richie, I couldn't be alone with my psycho brother, I finally got to the arcade and found him, "Richie," I said looking into his eyes, "What is it? You looked scared," he asked me, "I can tell you later, I just need to get away from my house right now, all I can really tell you is that Henry is insane," I spoke fast so he probably didn't understand much of what I said, "Okay, wanna (F/G: Favorite game)?" He asked me, "sure," I said, hopefully, this would get my mind off of the murder I had just witnessed, I was glad just to have Richie by my side at my time of need, we fought over and over because he kept losing and he was a sore loser, "NOT FAIR, I WASN'T READY!!" He yelled laughing a little, "You said that the last, like, 18 times," I responded, "Did not," he said pouting like a 4-year-old, he then walked over to street fighter and started playing, I watched him until Bill ran in, 'Oh, that's just great' I thought sarcastically thinking back to the day we all split up, "Richie, (Y/N)," He called to us, Richie looked over but then back at the game trying not to die, "what do you want?" He asked sounding pretty pissed, "See that guy I'm hitting? I'm pretending it's you," Richie stated angrily, "I-i-IT got Beverly," Bill said ignoring Richie's comment, "What are you talking about?" Richie asked not looking away from the game, "yeah, what do you mean by that Bill?" I asked hoping he didn't mean what I think he meant, "IT, Richie, IT got Beverly," Bill restated, a wave of shock and worry ran through my body, Richie stopped and looked over to Bill sympathetically, "Richie?" I asked, he nodded, "I know (Y/N), let's go get Beverly back," Richie said as if reading my mind, I smiled at him and we called everyone else. 

Eddie's POV

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I was scribbling a 'V' over the 'S' in loser, so now my cast said 'Lover' instead of 'Loser' I suddenly got a call, I walked over and answered secretly hoping it was (Y/N). "Hello?" I asked through the phone, instead of (Y/N)'s sweet angelic voice, Bill was on the other line he then told me to meet them somewhere, "okay," I said looking around to make sure my mom wasn't listening, "I'll be there" I whispered into the phone so she wouldn't hear me, I walked towards the door but was stopped by my mom, "And just where do you think you're going?" She asked me blocking the door that I was trying to get to, "Out with my friends," I responded, "Sweetie, you can't go, you're getting over your sickness remember?" She asked giving me a sympathetic look, "My sickness? Okay, wha-what sickness ma?" I asked her getting fed up with her stupid lies, "Do you know what these are?" I asked holding up my pills, "Their gazebos, THEIR BULLSHIT!" I yelled throwing my pills to the ground, she looked at the pills that were now spilled on the floor, she slowly looked at me, "they help you, Eddie, I had to protect you," She said through gritted teeth, "protect me?" I asked clearly annoyed about the current situation, "by lying to me, by keeping me locked inside this hell hole," I said pointing around the house, "I'm sorry but the only people that were trying to help me were my friends, and you made me turn my back on them when I really needed them," I added, "so I'm going," I said walking past her, "Eddie," she called out after me, she kept calling my name as I grabbed my bike and rode to where we were all going to meet, I was going to see (Y/N) again, I mentally fistpumped, "Sorry mama, I gotta go save my friends," I said starting to run, I heard her behind my yelling, 'get back here' and 'Eddie, please don't do this to me' I felt so bad but I had to help my friends, I had to have their backs because they always had mine. I'm coming to help you guys, don't worry. 

(Y/N) POV

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Richie, Bill, and I all waited for the others, first Mike, then Ben, followed by Stan, and finally...Eddie, I smiled when I saw him, he ran over to me and I felt his arms wrap around me, I missed the warmth that he gave off when he hugged me, "Eddie, I'm sorry," I said as tears threatened to spill from my (E/C: Eye color) eyes, "No (Y/N), I'm sorry," he said to me a he pulled away, he gave me a kiss on the cheek and we all headed for the Well-house once again, but this time there was no turning back until we saved Beverly, I wondered what IT was possibly doing to her, could she be dead right now, is she safe, is she in pain, was she scared, was she okay? A bunch of thoughts flew through my head. We were going to fucking die.