REVENGE | RICHIE X READER

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At the Denbrough's residence, Bill and Stan, following Beverly and Ben were all hanging out. Bill kept bouncing a soft red ball against his closet and Stan laying his curls on Bill's lap.

"Hey guys, where's mike?" Stan asked.

The other shrugged but Beverly got up and stretched a bit. "Maybe he has work right now. I know his grandfather wants the boy working half the time."

Stan just sighed then wrapped his arms around Bill's was it which Bill let his hand weave into the curls. "m-maybe, but who knows...a-anyone contacted y/n?"

"Yeah, we should hm?" Beverly asked, going over to Bill's house phone on the desk, grabbed it and dialed her number.

She waited a while as the others gathered around the phone, but the line went straight to her voice machine. Beverly just sighed and sat right back down into Bill's bed. "Straight to voicemail."

The losers were getting fed up, giving up on trying to make progress of who is answering to their calls until the losers heard loud bangs coming from the front door.

All of them got startled, poor stan jumping straight out of his pants. Bill ran down the steps and the rest of them following behind him. Opening the door, they saw mike out of breath, holding his chest and drenched with sweat.

"Mike what happened?" Bill asked, luring him into the house as Beverly ran into the bathroom noticing that mike had some cuts on him.

"Richie.."

"R-richie?" Bill stuttered, the other looked over at each other confusingly.

"Y/n was right, Bill. He's going to kill us all."

"No Mike, stop that. Don't think like that" stan said but mike gripped stan's color and twisted it to pull the curly hair boy to him.

"You listen to me you Jew boy! I had enough of your stupid doubts! Y/n is in danger a-and you act like you don't care!" He pulled stan away and looked at Bill in the eye.

"We need to help y/n, she's in danger. He said he will come for us all after her."

The losers was in disbelief, but think it this way. They haven't heard from richie in a long time. Ever since the absence of Eddie, everyone seemed to disbelieve everything.

But no one wanted to think that they were in danger because they knew deep down they don't want to end up like Eddie. But Richie? Why would richie do such a thing.

Nothing about this sounds like richie. The losers was just as confused as mike was, but he was on a path of realizing how this reality was working. All of the friends slowly fading one by one.

Beverly teared up, she was scared. Ben just comforted her, petting her ember hair as she leaned in covering her face.

"We have to do something, guys. C'mon. I would NEVER come to you like this. I'm scared myself. I'm scared for y/n...but I'm more scared for Richie. W-what if it's that clow-"

"We killed IT, Mike." Bill said in a low mumble. Mike shook his head in disbelief.

"We didn't."

"w-we did. We s-scared it a-a-away.."

"Enough!" Beverly yelled. "You guys don't realize that maybe mike is right! Y/n could be in danger!"

All of them had their attention on Beverly. "We need to stop Richie. We need to  stop what's inside him. We need Richie and y/n back."