𝓢𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓵 || 𝗘𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗲 𝗞𝗮𝘀𝗽𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗸 𝘅 𝗙!𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

▸ Ch. 10: Who Needs You ◂

A/n: Not super proud of this chapter tbh. The montage at least, if it feels forced its cause it was. I waited far too long for inspiration but it never came so I had to just make myself do it. Btw, the reason it took so long to write kind of a short chapter [for me] is because I ended up writing over 8k words so I decided to split it and the bigger chunk was bumped to next chapter. Anyways, thank you for waiting and I hope you enjoy!

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𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭
𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 (𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭) 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝) 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝
𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝?

- Queen, Who Needs You

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     "You!"

     The howl of fury from Sonia Kaspbrak brought a whole new sense of fear to the Losers as they stood on the opposing end of her finger. Having fled the gruesome house on Neibolt, the Losers, in a great panic, had managed to haul their injured friend away from Neibolt and back to his own front lawn. Thanks to Mike, who while thinking quickly, had placed Eddie in his bike's basket, the two were able to escape on their bikes with the rest of their friends. And though the horrid scene was now blocks away, not a single Loser dared lose a notch of speed. Nor did they stop until they had discarded their bikes on Eddie's front lawn, panting heavily.

     "You did this!" She hissed, immediately separating Eddie from his friends.

     The seven Losers parted hesitantly as she forced him by the nape of the neck across the lawn towards her car.

     "You know how delicate he is." She huffed, earning a few heavy eye rolls from a select few.

     Bill stepped forward after them, finding his voice, and powering through his stutter.

     "W-We were attacked, M-Mrs. K,"

     She opened the squeaky passenger door, just about shoving Eddie inside, and turned on the seven friends. She stared each of them down, fiery gaze meeting with each pair of eyes.

     "No! Don't," she ordered, slamming the door shut, caging a still frightened Eddie. "Don't try to blame anyone else."

     Her hands shake with rage, causing her ring of keys to slip from her fingers and land on the pavement. Seeing this, Beverly bends down after them.

     "Let me help-" She offers, only to be cut off and shooed away by the woman.

    "Get back!" She bellows.

     She steps forward, retrieving her keys, and straightens enough to lean in close to intimidate Beverly.

     "Oh, I've heard of you miss Marsh," Mrs. Kaspbrak sneered. "And I don't want a dirty girl like you touching my son."

     "Mrs. Kaspbrak, please, if we could just explain-" Y/n pleas were soon cut short.

     "Enough!" The woman roared, her puffy face turning red.