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IT Rewrite || Eddie Kaspbrak x Reader Series

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     "You!"

     The howl of fury from Sonia Kaspbrak brought a whole new sense of fear to the Losers as they stood on the opposing end of her finger. Having fled the gruesome house on Neibolt, the Losers, in a great panic, had managed to haul their injured friend away from Neibolt and back to his own front lawn. Thanks to Mike, who while thinking quickly, had placed Eddie in his own bike's basket, the two were able to escape on their bikes with the rest of their friends. And though the horrid scene was now blocks away, not a single Loser dared lose a notch of speed, and did not stop until they had discarded their bikes on Eddie's front lawn, panting heavily.

     "You did this!" She hissed, immediately separating Eddie from his friends.

     The seven friends parted hesitantly as she forced him by the nape of the neck across the lawn towards her car.

     "You know how delicate he is." She huffed, earning a few heavy eyerolls from a select few.

     Bill stepped forward after them, finding his voice, and powering through his stutter.

     "W-We were attacked, M-Mrs. K,"

     She opened the squeaky passenger door, just about shoving Eddie inside and turned on the seven friends. She stared each of them down, fiery gaze meeting with each pair of eyes.

     "No! Don't," she ordered, slamming the door shut, caging a still frightened Eddie. "Don't try to blame anyone else."

     Her hands shake with a rage, causing her ring of keys to slip from her fingers and land on the pavement. Seeing this, Beverly bends down after them.

     "Let me help-" She offers, only to be cut off and shooed away by the woman.

     "Get back!" She bellows.

     She steps forward, retrieving her keys and straightens enough to lean in close to intimidate Beverly.

     "Oh, I've heard of you miss Marsh," Mrs. Kaspbrak sneered. "And I don't want a dirty girl like you touching my son."

    "Mrs. Kaspbrak, please, if we could just explain-" Y/n pleas were soon cut short.

     "Enough!" The woman roared, her puffy face turning red.

     She looked Y/n up and down with a snide look in her eye, as if the young girl was nothing more than something she had dragged in on her shoe.

     "Don't think I haven't heard of you either, you filthy little thing! Following this harlot around town," she quickly throws Beverly a hostile look. "begging for scraps like some stray. Wouldn't be surprised if you picked up on her dirty little habits and I certainly won't have you lurking around my son any longer!"

     Y/n stood unnaturally still, taking the conjectures she had heard almost her entire life with surprising composure. But that wall she had built up, cracked, just ever so at the mention of Eddie and she glanced past the screaming woman and into the car where Eddie's small stature was barely visible over the windows in the low seat. This was the first time he had allowed himself to look at one of them, and it was at Y/n.

     Their eyes met, her gaze was distant, and she seemed to be disconnecting from reality as if to spare herself from the pain of saying goodbye. As if she knew his mother would finish her lecture, get in the car, and drive away with Eddie and that would be it. She knew that Eddie wouldn't stand up for her. Get angry for her, or even for himself, and finally stand up to his mother. But she didn't blame him, he had barely escaped death, and even still, he had a horribly broken arm.

     But that didn't stop her heart from breaking as she saw his large doey brown eyes staring back at her. They were fightened, and sad but also docile as his mother continued shouting abuse at the her; The girl who was quickly after his heart.

     "You are not to speak to my Eddie, you are not to set foot within five hundred feet, of my Eddie Bear, nor can you even-" she stopped suddenly, roughly turning the girls head to look at her, and lowered her voice. "You are not to even look at my Eddie."

     She leaned forward into the girl's face, and glared spitefully.

     "I don't want my son catching fleas." She spit.

     Everyone had stood silently in shock, not expecting such venomous words from the woman. Nor were they expecting a heated comeback from Richie who stepped forward beside Y/n, fists clenched despite his otherwise cool exterior.

     "With all due respect, Mrs. K, Y/n isn't the problem," Her wild glare shifted to the boy. "If you're worried about fleas, Eddie's more likely to catch 'em from living up your v-"

     Richie was suddenly cut off by a hand clamping over his mouth, it was Y/n. Who albeit, very much appreciated the gesture, and would definitely laugh about it in the future, still wanted at least a sliver of a chance of both her and Richie getting to see Eddie again.

     The woman took a long deep breath, and glared daggers at the boy. Anyone would know a million things were running through her head in that moment; several things she would have liked to have said to the no good heathen that her son always clung to, but she knew she could waste no more time. Her eyes said enough.

     "Don't start with me young man, this is far from over." She seethed.

     And with that, she whirled around on her heel and wobbled over to the driver's side.

     "Thanks, Richie," Y/n croaked, a silent tear streaking her dirtied cheek.

     "Catching fleas," Richie grumbled. "Honestly, and you guys actually think my mouth's the one that outta be sewed shut."

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