𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓼: 𝒫𝑜𝓃𝓎𝒷𝑜𝓎 𝒞𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓈 𝓍 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇

Setback

"What a pleasure it is seeing you here." I paused and looked to the side, "not really"

"I know, who wouldn't love a visit from me!" 'Geez we got ourselves a narcissist over here' "Now C'mon, if you guys don't want no problems, you'll follow some REAL men, instead of being some harlot for these boys."

This ticked something in me, "The hell did you call me" I whispered lowly.

"F/n?" The raven haired cutie rubbed my hand as he grasped it to comfort me. "C'mon" he led me outta that hellhole. The rest of the boys holding the prince's back. "You okay?"

"Yea" I was still pissed and barely spoke.

"How dare they call you such a word! I-I'll make em pay! I'll, I'll-"

I couldn't care less of what Pony was saying right now, I was taken back to my Derry days.

3 years back...

"BEEP BEEP TRASH MOUTH!" I stomped as the losers and I made our way to the quarry.

"I'm just stating the truth! A harlot like you doesn't belong with us! Why don't you just go back to that bitch Henry!"

I inhaled sharply, sudden flash backs of the older kid abusing me and taking advantage, "Richie!" Eddie smacked his arm.

"What! I'm just stating the truth, hey princess! Is it true you diddled the whole football team then the coach?" He was constantly tapping my shoulder, Bevvy smacked his head, "Ow!" Then rubbed my arm.

I felt the tears coming to my eyes, they threatened to spill. When I opened my mouth I wanted to speak my mind, which would probably take forever, but my vocal chords wouldn't let me. Nothing came out, but weak attempts to be heard. "So it is! Is it true that you do your Dad and his friends when your Mom's out? I mean someone as pretty and popular as you must have done the whole TOWN! Hah! Marsh here could never compare eh?" He nudged me while Bill slugged his arm upon hearing Beverlys name.

I felt a fire burn within when he talked about my parents. I wasn't a fighter, but my Father still taught me a lot. "Hey freckles!" I stopped dead in my tracks as the others continued to walk, then turned when I called out the Mouth Breather.

"What's up toots?" A blank face is what he wore, but boy oh boy I was about to replace it with a black eye.

I walked up to him and got in his face, "You open that shitty mouth of yours again and you bet your ugly ass I'm comin to shut it"

I heard gasps, and could see my bestie Bev smirking out of the corner of my eyes. But Richie, his chocolate eyes just widened. "Wait you guys here that?" Stan asked.

"W-what?" Richie was shaking.

"Ugh," Stan grunted and deadpanned, "Shut up Richie"

"Yea shut up Richie!" The short germaphobe was on board with Stans request.

"Agreed" I spoke with irritance. The emotions of misery were drowned out with anger, Mom and Dad are gonna have an earful when I get home.

Present day...

"F/n? What's happenin girly? I losin ya already?" Dally shook me awake from my nightmare.

"Yea, yea" I looked around me. I was in a house, but not mine. "Where am I?" The rest of the boys came into view.

"Well, you kinda dazed out, so we put you in your car with Soda n Two-bit, got in our own, and came to the humble Adobe of the Curtis brothas" Dally smirked.

"Ok, well imma head out boys" I smiled and searched for my stuff.

"Woah woah woah, what?" Soda was up and had his arms around my waist, I felt my knees tremble, "You can't stay?" He pouted.