𝓢𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓵 || 𝗘𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗲 𝗞𝗮𝘀𝗽𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗸 𝘅 𝗙!𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

▸ Ch. 7: Hush, Hush, Hush ◂

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐌𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐥𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐲
𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮
𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨

- Henry Hall, Hush, Hush, Hush

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     The children walk single file as they descended from the brush from where they had escaped, Eddie in the lead, Richie taking up the caboose. Y/n had helped Mike up the rocks, and shortly after found herself in the middle behind him. Mike cast a glance in her direction as well as the others.

     "Thanks, guys," He said, redirecting his gaze to the ground. "But you shouldn't have done that, they'll be after you too, now."

     Eddie was the first to chime in. "Oh, no, no, no, Bowers? He's always after us."

     "I guess that's one t-t-thing we all have in common," Bill added.

     "Yeah, homeschool!" Richie chirped. "Welcome to the Losers Club!"

     Y/n smiled at the boy's remark, shaking her head lightly. It was then that Y/n was reminded of the fleeting thoughts from the night before that bounced around her tired, foggy brain. And a familiar feeling bubbled back up to the surface along with it; a sense of belonging. Y/n did not have much luck when it came to getting close to people, aside from Beverly of course. Until that day at the quarry, she had never truly felt at home. And now that they had a new member - the last piece of the puzzle - she knew as long as she had them, she would be whole.

     In fact, they would never say it aloud, but each and every member of the Losers Club shared these same feelings. That day marked the beginning of a beautiful and powerful bond that would last a lifetime. Each and every one was just as important as the next and if you were to pluck any from the line, they would never quite be the same. Each of the eight children felt immediately at home with one another, a comfort so deep and profound it could quiet any lurking anxieties or fears.

     For a short while, no one said anything, just a peaceful ambiance blanketed the atmosphere as they descended the small hill of grass. Each of them could feel the tall green blades brush their legs, and the silence was filled with the low yet loud rumble of the train traveling along the tracks, yards behind them. When they reached the bottom of the small hill, Y/n scurried up to the front and joined Eddie by his side. Everyone else disperses, scattering amongst one another, Ben silently taking the lead.

     "Hey Kaspbrak" Eddie looked to her, a little taken aback but attentive. "I'm counting on you,"

     Eddie blushed uncomfortably until he realized what she had been implying. She had been holding her left arm, just below the shoulder, and gestured to it with her eyes. A shy smirk dominated her face without her permission but quickly played it off with a weak laugh.

     "My arm?" She wiggled her eyebrows playfully. "If you anyone has a band-aid it's you."

     He laughed nervously as well, as he reached into one of his fanny packs, careful to watch his step as he was still walking. He pulled out a bandaid and handed it to her, she smiled in thanks. She wished she could have said she was surprised when he continued to pull supplies out one by one. And she'd be lying if she said she didn't find that a least a little impressive. It reminded her of clowns packed into a clown car. Ugh, she shivered slightly, bad analogy, nevermind.