"Please no..."

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"S-Stan?" Bill managed to get out with the sound of fear and sadness flowing through his voice. It was him... it was really him, it was Stan... h-he was just in there... in the bathtub... with blood coming out of his wrists. I just stood there, frozen, I-I couldn't move. I was never close with Stan but he seemed like such a nice guy and I saw how much he cared about the other losers.

"STAN!" They yelled suddenly as the shock went away making them dart to the bathtub.

"HOLY SHIT! WHAT THE FUCK! STAN" Richie screamed out as tears fell down his eyes while Mike sprinted out the room, grabbing the phone and dialing 911.

"911, what your emergency-"

"U-Uh, I HAVE A-A FRIEND AND HE'S IN THE BATHTUB! I THINK HE SLIT HIS FUCKING WRISTS A-AND-" He stopped yelling as he was cut off by the person on the other side of the phone.

"Look, sir, we need you to calm down." She started. "What's your address?" SHe asked as Mike yelled it out to her while he got the woman to get the cops over.

Eddie ran over and went into Richie's cabinet in the room to get out a first-aid kit. He then ran over to us again and got on his knees while opening it.

"DO YOU EVEN K-K-KNOW HOW TO USE THAT T-THING?!" Bill yelled out as Eddie nodded swiftly and applied the bandage in the kit with the assistance of Richie as I ran snapped out of my thoughts and ran over, next to Bill and got down on my knees as I rubbed his back gently.

"B-Bill, it's okay, h-he's gonna be fine, Mike h-has the cops coming so just calm down," I told Bill sniffled through sobs and I felt light-headed suddenly. I couldn't stop it though, I couldn't stop the feeling that made me fall back onto the floor. 

I fell back onto the floor while panting heavily.

"Just a little slut!"

"What a whore!"

"She fucked my boyfriend!"

"I saw her this morning giving a blowjob to Henry Bowers!"

"That bully! Who has the mental issues?! What!"

"Yeah, I guess that she'll do it with anyone if it gets her money!"

All those things that they said, I couldn't stop thinking about but I snapped out of my thoughts by Bill shaking me violently.

"Bev!"

"BEV! WAKE UP!"

But none of what he was saying was able to stop me from passing out as the last thing that I remembered was the sound of the police sirens at the front-door and Bill yelling for me to wake up.

"B-B-Bill... Please..."

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