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geckolover11 · 1 hour ago

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I got you:

Ahem: it was not even an hour after the freaky clown had been defeated. The Losers were all standing on that hill, tending to their wounds and bandaging hands after making the blood oath. When Richie spoke up.

“why stay?” He said, not very loud, thoughtful almost.

Stan rolled his eyes “what do you mean Trashmouth?” He asked

Richie straightened his glasses “I mean, why should we stay here? What do we have here worth staying for huh? Bev just offed her fucking dad! Stan your family is disappointed after the Bar Mitzvah shit, Eddie’s mad at his mom, Bill you’ve had issues since…well you know since when…Mike you don’t have your parents, and you told us how miserable you are in that farm! Ben I’m not sure about you but I know none of us want to be bullied any more….so why should we?” He gestured wildly as he spoke. And well his words hurt, they hurt because they were true.

the group paused, considering his words.

“I’m in.” Beverly said, standing up with Richie.

Ben stood up after her. “Me too!”

Stan nodded and stood up next to them, followed by Mike, then Bill.

“this is crazy! We could die! Where would we go? What would we do? How would we get money? How do we leave?” Eddie rambled

“Ed’s-Eddie-Edwardo, chill. We’ll figure it out….wed be free man…” Richie said, oddly calm as he took Eddies hands. Eddie paused. Considered. Then sighed, standing up with them.

“someone’s got to make sure you dipshits don’t kill yourselves….” He mumbled, Richie grinned and hugged him tightly. Making Eddie squeak and tell him to put him down.

Beverly cleared her throat.

“alright guys, let’s go home, pack our things, MONEY especially, steal from your parents if you want I don’t care, just meet back here at…” she looked at the setting sun “ten pm? The last bus leaves Derry at 12 right?” She was met with nods of agreement. She smiled and they all nodded and got on their bikes, peddling towards their homes for what could be the last time. Richie sauntered into his house, past his arguing parents, up to his room, and began to pack. A few changes of clothes, comics, some junky snacks, and all the cash from his mom’s purse that she’d left on the table. He then climbed out the window and biked towards Eddie’s house, since it was only 8pm.

Bill entered his quiet house with a clenched jaw and a clear head. Stan right behind him. He walked passed his parents quiet room. Into his own, and began tossing clothes into a bag. As well all the money in his savings jar. Stan sat in his bed and watched as he packed, keeping an ear out for Bill’s parents. Bill paused, almost zipping his bag shut before he spotted a bracelet on his nightstand. A simple worn away leather strand with two beads, one yellow, one red. He smiled sadly and slipped the bracelet Georgie had made him onto his wrist. Stan looked at him with concern. “Ready?” He asked. Bill nodded “l-let’s g-go to y-our place n-now…” Bill said as they walked out the front door and biked to Stan’s house.

Stan’s dad was waiting at the door. “Where’ve you been?! Me and your mother have been waiting! And what’s with those bandages on your face?!” The questions didn’t matter, Stan tugged Bill along as he stomped past his yelling father and into his room. Bill stood outside and blocked his dad from entering. Ignoring the older man’s loud orders for him to move. Stan emerged ten minutes later, bag slung over his shoulder. “Let’s go Bill.” Bill smiled at him and they walked out, not before Stan flipped his dad the bird as the man cursed out the door and they biked away.

Mike gathered his things quietly, sitting in the treehouse with his small bag. Mostly of canned foods and some clothes. He sat and watched the sun go down, and he listened peacefully to the birds.

Beverly walked into her empty house, refusing to breathe through her nose as she packed a bag and took….everything. She entered the bathroom and, although it disgusted her. Grabbed the wallet off her father’s body. She then ran and hopped onto her bike. Peddling away from that dreaded house as fast as she could.

Ben was hesitant. He loved his mom, she was good to him…but…..Beverly was going. And so were his friends, and y’know what? Derry sucked! So he lied through his teeth and told his mom he was going to a sleepover as he packed. Sneakily taking the cash from the dish they kept in the entryway ‘just in case’. He then got in his bike and met Beverly half way to the hill before meeting Stan, Bill, and Mike there.

Eddie was hyperventilating, puffing on his inhaler as he sat with his back against the wall, sobbing. His bag partially packed, mostly first aid, clothes, and money. He sobbed, because Richie was right, his mom was a bitch. A controlling, manipulative, lying bitch. He cried because he’d just helped defeat a MONSTER! A creepy demon clown! And he sobbed because he was finally going to leave this shitty town! A knock came at his window, sharp, three times. With a distinctive three second pause between the second and third knock. Richie. Eddie wiped his eyes and walked over, rolling his eyes as Richie came in, arms piled high with Eddie’s favorite snacks, canned foods, and sodas. “I went shopping!….are you ok?” Richie asked upon seeing the tear streaks on Eddie’s face. “Y-yeah…yeah I’m good Trashmouth…” Eddie said with a smile. Richie nodded and picked up Eddie’s bag, prompting Eddie to shove the food Richie had brought into it and continue packing. “Y‘know…there is one thing I’ll miss here…” Richie says as he laid on Eddie’s bed, staring at the ceiling. “Oh yeah? And what’s that?” Eddie mumbled. Richie sat up, smirked at Eddie and nodded towards Eddie’s shut door. “Your mom of course! Best sex I’ve ever had that woman!” Eddie threw a pair of socks at him as he laughed.

Richie paused his laughter when Eddie stood by the window bag on his back. “Ready to go then?” Eddie nodded, and Richie joined him by the window. Looking….nervous?

“y’know Ed’s…there’s uh-something I should tell you, given we’re running away with our friends and shit….” Richie muttered and rubbed his arm.

Eddie raised an eyebrow “I swear if this is a dumb joke…” he snarled

“no! No it’s not, it’s just….i-…I really-I um..fuck it!” Richie said, stumbling over his words before gripping Eddie by the face and pulling him and….kissing him.

Eddie was entirely still at first. Unsure if this was a joke or a dream, but no, Richie Tozier was kissing him. Eddie grinned into kiss and his hand slid up to the back of Richie’s neck as he kissed back. Richie froze when he did so. And the two broke apart.

“well, we leaving or not?” Eddie smirked at Richie and wiped his mouth, Richie’s mouth was hanging open, but he nodded. Eddie nodded and climbed out the window and into his bike, Richie right behind him. The two met the group on the hill at 9:45 pm. To the disdain of their friends.

“we could be late!” Stan grumbled. Eddie looked at Richie, who smirked and waggled his eyebrows at him.

“sorry! Had to say bye to Mrs.K!” He chirped, and he was met with groans from the group. Except Eddie, who rolled his eyes fondly and bumped his shoulder to Richie’s.

the group, the losers club, the found family. All biked to the bus station and paid for their tickets. Loading their bikes into the storage compartment and hopping in the back of the bus. Bags on laps and heads on shoulders. They rested. They didn’t know where they were going, just that it was away from Derry. They had told the driver to get them tickets to the furthest place possible with the amount of money they were willing to spend on tickets.

Eddie slept with his head in Richie’s shoulder. Ben rested his head in the window and dozed as Beverly slept soundly beside him. Mike laid down across the back seat, and Stan had his head in Bill’s lap. While Bill watched the miles fly by and fiddled with the leather around his wrist. Tears welling up as he thought of the childish dreams he and Georgie had had together.

“We’ll leave! You and me Billy! We’ll fly away in a rocket…or-or sail away on a BOAT! Or ride a train!” Georgie said as he jumped around Bill’s room excitedly. Bill sitting there, annoyed as he flipped his book shut. “”G-eorgie! Do-do you e-ever a-s—shut up!?” He’d snapped. And god…how he regretted it now. How he’d seen Georgie’s face fall. And he’d sighed and comforted the young boy, reassuring him that, yes, they would leave Derry together someday.

and now, sitting in the back of that bus, Bill ran a hand through Stan’s blonde curls fondly and let the tears fall as we watched the scenery.

“I did it Georgie….” He whispered to the wind as he raised the yellow bead of the bracelet to his lips. “I did it…”

pt 2? Sorry I got so carried away here!

The losers club fic idea:

I wish someone would write a fic where all the losers just run away from Derry together(whether its the newer movies or the mini series). Just run away together. Maybe to get away from the horrible town and not be separated or maybe to just get away from the creepy ass clown(for this they definitely kidnap Bill, because he's the type of idiot that would stay and face the clown alone. So kidnapping Bill is a go). But they run away together. And honestly I dont care if doesn't make sense. I honestly think they can do it. Especially if they hide out in the woods a lot and use all their combined skills. They can even steal cars if they need to if their desperate and or fish. I wish someone would write this. I don't know if I could. But who knows. But just they run away and they manage it. Maybe for a long while and than they caught. Maybe because of Derrys curse no one remembers them or cares so they get away scott free. Either way I love fics where people run away together and it needs to be more popular in the losers club Fandom.

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