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"What does this mean?"
"What the fuck?"
"Holy shit."

Confused words were spoken in the private area of the restaurant, you just stood there pressing your nails into your palm. You couldn't speak. There were no thoughts running throughout your mind- and you felt completely numb.

You could hear Eddie and Richie arguing but you couldn't make out what they were saying. They sounded muffled and in the distance- in reality you were only 10 feet away from them.

Your fortune said "Stanley". Stan was the only loser, other than Ava, that had continued to talk to you. He would randomly, every 3-6 months, call you to talk about life.

You didn't remember much of Derry, but you always remembered Stanley. You knew from the moment you arrived that something was wrong, that something correlated with Stan.

"Y/N is everything alright? Are you sick?" You snapped your head over to your right to see Ben staring at you.

"I- read this," you just barely croaked out. Immediately, you heard rustling of your friends trying to crack the code.

"What the fuck does this mean?"
Guess Stanley Couldn't Cut iT
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"Shut up, Stan."
"Oh yeah, make fun of the only Jewish kid for being different I see it."
"Stanley, no one is making fun of you. We love you."
"Thanks, Y/N, I appreciate it. If only these guys felt the same," Stan gave the group some side eye and gave them a little laugh.
"Yeah, Stan. We're only playing. We love you despite you being the weirdest fucking kid in all of Derry." Richie teased.
"Beep beep, Richie. You shouldn't talk about yourself like that. It could really hurt your ego." You teased back at Rich.

Your backyard had become the new "hangout" for the group. Seeing as it was the safest, most secluded area you could find. Bowers might be gone but the bullying wasn't, always, done. Random times you'd hear the same curse words as before, but it never bothered anybody. All except Stan, those words still hit him different.

"What if Bowers isn't gone?" Ben asked out of no where.
"What do you mean? We know he isn't gone, idiot. He survived." Richie bantered.
"No, like out of our lives. What if he ends up coming back?"

You stood up to get another soda, while doing so you said, "No way. He turned batshit-crazy. They arrested him for killing his dad and his two friends. He went to an asylum and he's not getting out."

"The whole town would be searching for him the minute he did escape. There's no way he could ever find us anyways. We're going to be out of here by then." Eddie always knew facts and logistics, unless it came to germs and his "sickness".

You looked over at Eddie and smiled. Something about him was intriguing and you couldn't exactly pin point what it was- but you knew you couldn't get enough of it.

The gang could always count on Eddie to bring the boring facts, habe Richie argue with him about them, and have you reassure everyone that things weren't just as bad as Eddie made them seem. He was a little of a hypochondriac sometimes.

The gang fit like puzzle pieces. You were incomplete, no job could be done without each and every person.

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"Oh hell no, you've got to be kidding me!"
"Mike, why the fuck did you bring me to a fucking crackhead restaurant?"
"Someone do something!"

You looked at the table and saw the eggs cracking. Hearing the sounds of the cracks reminded you of screeches- nails on a chalkboard. You saw all the time creatures and monsters crawl out at you.

Quickly reading everyone's facial expressions, you could see the pure terror hidden in their eyes.

After a chair was picked up and you heard the table crash- you blacked out. You could only remember seeing everything dark and fuzzy. Like it wasn't real. Like this couldn't be happening.

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HI GUYS!! IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!

my life has been crazy recently, but I made it a point to update since my last one was in October. That's crazy!! But i'm still not in a great state of mind- better than what I was in though. I needed a break and i feel so so much better. i'm so sorry if the writing is trash.

i just wanted to say thank you for being patient with me and letting me take my time. new updates soon.

love ya, destiny

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