I grabbed all my stuff and walked to the entrance of the plane where Dylan was. "Thank you so much Dylan." I told him.
"Anytime Miss Denbrough, anytime." He said back. I thought since this may be the last time I would ever talk to Dylan, knowing what lied ahead.
"You know Dylan, call me Bree." I told him. "All my friends call me Bree, so it's time you start to as well." I said.
"Thank you Miss Denbrough, but, I prefer to call you Miss Denbrough, it just has a certain ring to it." He told me.
"At least call me Bree once." I told him.
"Fine Bree." He said, he's right. I liked it better if he just called me Miss Denbrough.
"I'll see you later Dylan." I told him.
"See you later Miss Denbrough." Dear god I hope I do see him later. I had all my stuff. I got a taxi and went to the motel I was to stay in. I put all my stuff in my room and called for another taxi. We planned to meet I a Chinese restaurant. I was so excited, I couldn't wait to see all of my friends again. Mike Hanlon, Ben Hanscom, Beverly Marsh, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stanley Uris, and Richie Toizer. I guess I'm excited to also see Bill, but I just saw him yesterday so, not too excited. When we pulled up to the restaurant I saw three figures. Two of them I knew instantly, the third one took me a second to figure it out. It was Beverly, Ben, and Richie. I couldn't believe it. It was really them. I got out of the car and walked up to them, Beverly and Ben were hugging.
"Well you two look great, what the fuck happened to me?" Richie asked, I laughed at how much he resembled his younger self.
"Well I think you all look great." I said, they all turned around and looked at me.
"Damn Denbrough! When did you get so hot?" Richie asked. I blushed, then gave him a big hug.
"I missed you Rich." I told him.
"I missed you too." He said. We then let go and I looked into his eyes. Memories came flooding back.
June, 1990
"RICHIE!" I yelled. Richie had grabbed one of my pairs of underwear and was running around the house with it. "Give it back!" I yelled, still chasing him.
"No doll. I don't think I will." He said. He then ran upstairs, he was headed to Bill's room. Bill was out on a date with Bev. As he was running to Bill's room, I ran into mine. I heard him lock the door in Bill's room and catch his breath. "Take......that.....hot stuff." He said. I quietly climbed through the hole in the wall between Bill and I's room. Oh yes, we could do that now. In December, Richie thought it would be funny to take one of my pairs of underwear and as I was chasing him, he accidentally ran into the wall and made it bigger. So now, we had those doors where you could open it at the top and/or bottom like they do on horse pens. I stood there with my arms crossed. I coughed, Richie looked at me.
"You know, you'd think since your the one who made the hole in the wall bigger, you would remember that we can walk through it now." I said, grabbing my underwear and putting it back into my dresser.
"Ah, come on doll! I was gonna use that to masturbate later." He told me.
"Richie, that's disgusting." I told him. Rich pushed me to my bed.
"You know you loved me saying that." He said in a teasing tone. Then kissed me.
"I don't know about that, but I do know one thing." I told him.
"And what's that?" He asked.
"That I love you." I told him. Then I kissed him.
"Aw, my baby loves me!" He whispered in an excited tone.
"You're a real loser you know that?" I asked him.
"I do. But you love it." He said.
"Your right, I do, but you love me." I said.
"Ding ding ding, we have a lucky winner!" He told me. "She guessed it right folks, I love her." He said, in his game show host voice. Then kissed me, this kiss started to get rough and turn more into a make out session. I loved Richie Tozier, and there was nothing that would stop me from doing so.
June, 2016
I remember that day like it was yesterday. Too bad it wasn't. I then broke eye contact and looked to Bev. I gave her a great big hug. "I'm so proud of you." I told her.
"Thanks." She said.
"I brought the extra clothes." I told her.
"Thank you." She told me.
"Anytime." I said. Then looked at her properly.
July, 1990
"Bree! Where are you?!" Bev called out. She and I were playing hide and seek. I stayed quiet, not responding. "Bree come on, this isn't funny." I laughed a little. She heard it and came running at me. I tried to run away but she grabbed me before I could. She then pulled me to the ground.
"Ah, fuck, you win." I said, handing her the five dollars I owe for losing.
"Haha, take that bitch." She said starting to stand up. I pulled her back down and stood up.
"Take THAT bitch." I said, laughing. She started to laugh and stood up.
"Last one to your house owes five bucks?" She asked.
"Deal." I told her, then we took off. Let's just say I got my five dollars back.
June, 2016
I then look to Ben who looks completely different. "Ben Hanscom, how times have changed you." I said.
"I could say the same for you." He told me. Then pulled me in for a hug. We pulled away and I looked into his eyes, the same comforting eyes he had 27 years ago.
November, 1990
"...and this is the science fiction section." Ben told me. He was showing me the ropes of the library. "You know, not a lot of people enjoy the library, so, thanks for coming." He said.
"Of course. I need a new book anyways." I told him. Of course I was lying. I hated the library. It was always so quiet, it was kinda sketchy. Also, I didn't need any 'new books' Stan's dad has a library in their house. I just go there if I need a book. I was just looking for an excuse to hang out with Ben. His birthday was coming up and The Loser's Club was out of ideas. So, one of us had to spend an afternoon with him, too bad I was the one to pull the burnt match. It's not that Ben wasn't fun, it was just the things he likes to do aren't. "So your birthdays coming up?" I asked as more of a question then a statement.
"Yeah, it is." He said.
"Do you have any idea plans? Ideas? Gift options?" I asked, hoping he would give me something.
"Not really, no." He said. 'God damn it!' I thought to myself. That ended up being a bust, the only thing I got out of him was that he wanted a new bookshelf which we already know about. The next day, we met at our Loser's Club house except for Ben to discuss our next plan.
"B-B-Bree. Y-y-you go with B-Ben and find out m-m-more infor-information." Bill told me.
"Hell no," I told him. "One day at the library is enough, I'm not going again."
"W-well s-s-someone h-has to-to." Bill stuttered. We all just looked around at each other.
"How about we draw matches but Bree doesn't have to." Stanley suggested.
"That's a great idea Stan." I said. They all picked matches, in the end, it was Richie that had to go.
"This isn't fucking fair! Hot stuff didn't even have to do it!" He complained.
"Hey, now you'll know what it was like for me." I replied to him. He flipped me off.
June, 2016
How time flys. It only seemed yesterday that we were kids, carefree kids. But, not everything can last forever I guess.
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IT Chapter Two: Richie x OC (Discontinued for now)
Fanfic(Second Book of the Richie x OC books) It's been 27 years. Bree and the rest of the Loser's have moved away from Derry. Most of them even forgot about it. All except Bree, who's had nightmares every night after she left her home town, and Mike who...
