❗️T.W. Bullying, Henry being a dick and a creep❗️
June 7, 1989
After having said your goodbyes to Beverly, you leisurely made your way to the front of the school. Upon leaving the front doors of Derry High, you spotted your brother and the rest of the losers club. But something was...off. Upon closer inspection, you realized that Stan was on the ground, while Eddie was bent over slightly, blowing aggressively on his inhaler. Your breath caught in your throat as you caught sight of Bill being held by the collar by none other than Henry Bowers, who was flanked by the rest of the members of his gang, meaning Belch Huggins, Victor Criss, and Patrick Hockstetter. The entire group of boys has had it out for you and the rest of the losers for years, and, from the looks of the scene unfolding in front of the school, today was no different.
A few minutes prior...
3rd person POV
Eddie, Bill, and Richie shoved their way through the hallway, insistent on walking in a straight line, despite how they were blocking almost everyone from passing them in the halls.
"So, you guys planning on going to Stan's bar mitzvah?" Eddie quipped.
"Yep!" Richie responded bashfully. "Already got my suit reserved and everything."
"J-Jesus Richie isn't it s-s-still like two mo-onths away?"
"Yeah, but sometimes it's good to be prepared and look good. I mean, I've heard Eddie's mom has high standards, both in bed and out." Eddie glared at Richie angrily. "Of course I'm not lacking in the bed part, but I've gotta look my best for her outside the sheets too, y'know Eddie Spagetti?"
"Beep beep, Richie." Eddie replied in frustration, clearly fed-up with Richie's behavior.
Bill interjected, saving the group from the previous stale silence and moment of tension that they had just had. "W-well what ha-appens at a b-bar mitzvah anyways?"
"Ooh, I got this!" Richie said. "So there's this church full of Jews, right, and Stanley has to take this super Jewy test. At least that's what I heard."
"I heard they slice the tip of your dick off!" Eddie exclaimed, visually disgusted by the prospect of it.
"But then Stan'll have nothing left!" Richie retorted. Just then, Stanley himself rushed up to the group, greeting the three boys with a smile.
"Hey guys," he said, sounding a bit out of breath. Richie of course, took advantage of his breathy state.
"Shit Stan, why are you so out of breath? And where's y/n?" He gasped deeply. "Don't tell me you two just fucked!" Eddie let out a small laugh at Richie's accusation.
"Beep beep Richie!" Stan shouted. "And for your information, she's up in the second floor bathroom with Beverly Marsh." Bill turned noticeably red at the mention of the copper-haired girl. Richie, however, had a very different reaction.
"Beverly Marsh?!" Richie said, his words full of disbelief. "The girl who fucked Bowers?"
"Aw, l-lay off Richie, They're j-j-just rumors, y-y'know. B-besides," he continued. "B-B-Beverly's nice. We h-have maths t-together."
"Oh Billy, it sounds to me like you just want to rekindle that third grade relationship you had with her, huh?" Richie questioned suggestively. Bill just shot him a pointed glare as Greta walked by, bumping into Stan's shoulder, knocking him into Eddie. "Jesus, what a bitch," Richie said, glaring back after Greta. Desperate for a change in conversation, Bill spoke up.
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inevitable - stanley uris x reader
FanfictionAs the sister to Derry's very own trashmouth, you were guaranteed a spot in the infamous losers club. Unlike your brother, you were generally reserved, but when you got close to someone, or if someone hurt you or someone you loved, you would not h...
