•Twelve•

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Twelve | We can't leave her behind!

Word Count: 1045

Warnings: Not being in control of yourself, gore, cussing, friends leaving friends behind, rumours being accepted as a reality/slut shaming, inappropriate comments, friends arguing, friends fighting, friends dividing.

Song for chapter 12 - "If walls could talk" by Halsey.

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Beverly was about to stab the creature before IT grabbed the pole and threw it away. IT stopped for a moment and backed up a bit, a crooked smile making it's way to the current form's lips.

"For every attempted attack, SHE gets it!" IT exclaimed. The losers looked at the creature, being confused as to who IT meant by 'she'. Then their questions were answered as a certain girl walked into the room.

"Y/N?" Bill looked at the girl in surprise. It looked like Y/N had rolled her eyes back, seeing as they were completely white.

"IT'S NOT HER!" Eddie screeched from his position on the floor.

"...is it?" IT directed it's evil look to Eddie then Richie. Richie uncomfortably shifted his composure under the gaze. Is it?

"W-what did you do to her?!" Bill glared at the creature.

"Attempted attack - she gets it," IT repeated.

"What the fuck does that mean?!" Richie exclaimed.

"She's being mind-controlled!" Beverly explained.

"What do you mean she gets it?" Eddie asked in fear. IT only smiled smugly once again.

Y/N moved closer towards the losers. Most of the losers backed up, except for Eddie, who was on the floor and Richie, who was kneeling by Eddie. Y/N moved towards them like a headless person, her legs tripping a bit, however IT's magic kept her going. Richie stood up from his spot next to Eddie and cautiously walked towards Y/N.

"Y/N, hey, Y/N! Remember us! It's me Richie, I- FUCK!" Richie exclaimed as he got pushed harshly to the floor by Y/N. All the losers got in a defensive position.

"Y/N, you have to remember-" Beverly said, but Y/N only charged towards her, as if what was being said was making her more angry.

Beverly jumped to the side at the last minute and Y/N stumbled onto the floor. To Y/N's misfortune, a wood piece cut quite deep into her arm. However, she did not scream, she did not flinch. She had no reaction whatsoever. Beverly stared at her in guilt, not originally meaning to hurt her that badly.

Richie had already been up and running towards Y/N to kneel by her side, but was stopped by Y/N standing up, as if she didn't have a badly bleeding arm. Richie stopped in his tracks.

"We have to go!" Bill told everyone as IT had also moved from it's spot.

"ARE YOU CRAZY?! WE CAN'T LEAVE Y/N BEHIND!" Richie yelled.

"SHE LEFT US BEHIND, RICHIE!" Stanley yelled.

"THAT'S NOT A REASON TO-" Richie got cut off by Bill grabbing his hand and pushing him towards the exit.

Beverly stabbed the same pole successfully this time through IT's head. IT scratched Ben with a claw, that was there instead of his usual clown glove. IT might have thought that it would get the losers next time, since it retreated away from them. Bill followed the creature, who was fleeing away. Bill ended up seeing as his little brother's murderer got away with it this time by going back down the well. Bill huffed in frustration and followed everyone outside as Y/N tried chasing them, but only got so far when she collapsed because of her bleeding arm.

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"YOU! YOU DID THIS! YOU KNOW HOW DELICATE HE IS!" Eddie's mom yelled at us as she grabbed her son with his broken arm.

"W-We w-were attacked, Mrs. K.-" Bill tried to explain

"No, don't, don't try to blame anyone else!" Mrs. K. glared at all of the losers. Her hands had been shaking, so she accidentally dropped her keys.

"Let me-"

"Get back- Oh, I've heard of you, Miss Marsh...and I don't want a dirty girl like you touching my son." Mrs. K. threatened and snatched away her keys away from Beverly.

"Mrs. K., I-"

"No, you are all monsters, all of you. Now Eddie's done with you, you hear? DONE!" Mrs. K. got in the car and started the engine as Eddie sadly looked at his friends through the car window.

"I saw the well. W-w-w-w-we know where it is and next time we'll be better prepared-" Bill said as Eddie's mom and Eddie himself were a pretty far distance away.

"NO! NO NEXT TIME, BILL! YOU'RE INSANE!" Stanley yelled at Bill.

"Why? We all know nobody else is going to do anything!" Beverly argued.

"Y/N's being mind-controlled and we left her there by herself, Eddie was nearly killed and look at this motherfucker, he's leaking hamburger helper!" Richie pointed towards Ben's bleeding stomach.

"We can't pretend it's going to go away. Ben, you said yourself IT comes back every 27 years!" Beverly kept protesting against the losers dividing.

"Fine! I'll be 40 and far away from here. I thought you said you wanted to get out of this town too." Ben replied.

"Because I want to run towards something, not away!" Beverly glared at Ben and he glared back.

"I'm sorry, but who invited Molly Ringwald into the group?" Richie exclaimed and Beverly showed him the middle finger.

"Richie..."

"I'm just saying, let's face facts - real world. Georgie is dead, stop trying to get us killed too." Richie protested.

"Georgie's not dead." Bill stated.

"You couldn't save him but you could still save yourself." Richie responded.

"Don't you want to save Y/-" Beverly got cut off by Bill.

"T-t-t-take it back, you're scared and we all are, but take it back!" Bill pushed Richie. Richie pushed Bill harder and Bill pushed him again, so he fell on the ground.

"You're such a loser!"

"Richie, just-"

"You're a bunch of losers. Get us all killed while trying to catch a clown."

"STOP!" Beverly yelled out and everyone went silent for a moment.

"This is what IT wants, IT wants to divide us. When we're all together, when we heard it, that's why we're still alive.

"Yeah, well I plan to keep it that way." Richie walked off. Mike got his bike and started walking off too.

"Mike..."

"Guys... I can't do this. My granddad was right. I'm an outsider, gotta stay that way." Mike explained and drove off with his bike.

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The next chapter might not be focused on the losers. Hope you enjoyed this. I'm really addicted to writing this story and I hope you share the same enthusiasm in reading this.

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